While many rush back to their village homes to spend Eid with family, others finally begin to exhale. Exams are over, friends are free, relatives are home, and the city itself seems to soften into celebration. Once the moon has been spotted, there is a strange kind of ease to it all. It comes with cattle trucks rumbling through narrow roads, hay scattered beside apartment gates, and children trying not to grow attached to goats they have already named. And somewhere between all our own scrambling over how to spend that final night before Eid, it feels fitting to let a few literary characters inherit the chaand raat moments many of us already know so well.