It was a ritual routine for the believers to give donations of the
A man sat behind his desk doing some paper work. His broad shoulder fit well in the burgundy shirt that he wore with all the buttons in place.His head was cleanly shaven on one side as brown hair rested curled on the other side.His fingers held the pen in his hand with articulate firmness that presented an aura of superiority in them. He could be seen flipping through the pages of the papers before him from time to time.With each passing second, he grew irritated as anger brewed in his black orbs. This continued for some times until the pace with which he flipped the document increased. With each flip, the furrow on his eye brows widened.He finally looked
It was yet another day. The day that signified the end of the month of Ramadhan and fasting. Lit by a soft pink glow, the heavenly sunrise warmed the early morning.It was as though it had a life of it's own. Its invisible spirit smiled with delight sending warmness and joy all across the world. Laughter could be felt in the air as the sparkling morning dew lit up the grassy plains like a colony of fireflies.Colorful butterflies filled the air as flowers opened releasing their sweet nectar. Fragrance of nature was evident to welcome and signify a celebratory occasion. Multicolored birds flew across the sky where captivating soft clouds slide over the bright sky. What a da
The day was colorful and beautiful. The orphanage was in an exuberant mood as the children and workers had fun. The beautiful architectural building was even more magnificent after it was decorated by balloons, colored candles and artificial light.The weather was neither too hot nor cold making it perfect for celebration. The Eid prayers were like always a communal ritual which excited and United them. Such a graceful and blessed occasion. Everyone was having fun except a certain someone.Rumeysa wore a blue loose dress that matched the color of her eyes. A white head wrap was neatly places on her head. She chose to wear a sky blue niqab for the outfit. Her legs were enca
Rumeysa froze. He started his confession in the name of Allah? Did she hear wrong? Was she dreaming by any chance? She wanted to turn around and look at him but he held her in place." Laa illaha ila Allah, Muhammadu Ar Rasul Allah ( I pledge that there is no God but Allah and that Muhammad may peace and
Saeed looked nervous as the car approached their home. Finally she could breath properly. she felt suffocated at Hamdan's family home. It was weird how she never felt at home in other people's abode no matter family or strangers. That also explains why she preferred staying in hotels whenever she travelled instead of staying at a friends home.She and Hamdan had packed the previous night after the Eid celebration. Saeed didn't want to stay under the same roof as her enemies. Though she accepted that Hamdan will always love his family, she knew that a part of her will always recent them. they had taken a lot from her. Right now was not the time to think about that th
Jaffar paced around his office as he held his phone to his ears. Listening to the voice at the other end of the phone did nothing to ease his worries. It only infuriated him to no end.Strange things have been going on with him and his company. For a while now, his daughter have started a company of her own and separated from his branch. He was both proud of her achievements and sad to let her go. He was never a father to his daughter.All he had cared about throughout his life was how to gain more wealth. His obsession on raising to the top only increased after the death of his partner. This made him neglect his responsibilities as a father. He
Six figures sat in a luxurious living room facing each other. The chandelier hanging on the ceiling illuminated the room giving it a warm glow. The atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable.Humeyra looked at the people in the room and felt her heart warm up. Once upon a time, she had thought that she would walk on her new path all alone until her very last breath. She could still recall the massacre that took her family away from her.It was an experience that brought with it a ripple effect . As she grew up, she understood what had caused the heartless massacre and why it happened.A smile graced her lips as she looked around the room again. On one coach satRumey
Humeyra looked from one couple to another before looking back at Hamdan. This was insane. How was she supposed to handle these men? She was only 23 years old and she was given the responsibility to give Rumeysa away in marriage. Was this fate?" Ummm, I am sorry to be asking you this right now but I think
