Some moments of time have depth, width, and length, even if they seem small to us...so what do we care about counting an entire night? A night is determined by the hands of a clock if measured by devices, or the twilight of sunset and the light of dawn if measured by natural phenomena. However, if we define it by the events that take place in it, it cannot be called (a night).
Just as we compulsively pay attention during the night or day to the ticking of a clock and know time, then we drown in its sea - we may pay attention one day or night to the inaudible ticking of a clock, and the result is that we suddenly feel - for example - that the house we live in has begun to look old, or that one of our children has grown a stem, as if all of this had been accomplished by a magical act and not a gift from the minutes and seconds that make up days and years, and the meaning of an uprising is not the surprise that We feel that time moves at a pace that varies in length and shortness, no, not at all.
What happened that night to Mrs. Zeinab and her husband, Ezzat, was nothing but this.