Love transforms my emotions into a healthy perspective and the kind of good thoughts that build my better selfIf you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy reading……Meerab p.o.vI awake to a field of daffodils, every one a sunny yellow and I feel the bile rise in my throat. Each one is perfect, a golden trumpet amid a fanfare of halo petals. They are many, but so delicate, and they wave like tomorrow is guaranteed. They stand rooted, soaking in the sunshine and taking in yesterday's rain through their fine roots. I want to protect this place, throw a force-field over it but even my back up power is draining and how could I justify using it on these blooms that move in the wind - a living ocean of light. I smell their fragrance and brush against them, will I ever see a sight like this again? It is always transient to the season but before I always believed it would return in due course. Now I can barely look without welling up, each one is
My love, you make my Imaan rise, you help me in the Dunya, and for this and many other reasons, I want to meet you again in Jannah! If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't Happy reading…Meerab p.o.v " Here…. Your favourite " I serve the paratha filled with green chillies . I gave a sickly sweet smile .His eyebrows automatically furrowed .I press my lips into thin lines…. trying my best not to laugh…I have been imagining his extreme reaction……. he hates spicy food and one day he fired our chef… because she just by mistake served his food with extra chillies .I sat next to his chair…..My eyes couldn't help but go on him as he warily glanced at me then the food .The moment he eats…his real self comes out and mom will throw him out of this house and our life ." What happened Saad , you are not eating " mom asked while eating her breakfast ." May be….he doesn't want to eat what I made. " I looked down and pretended to be sad." No I
The bravest heart is the one that stays close to Allah (God), even when it’s in pain.” AnonymousIf you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy readingMeerab p.o.v" Get . Out " I bursted the door open .He was standing in front of the mirror combing his hair . We both stared at each other through the mirror ." First of all , you came into my room , so you get out " he shot back, turning around , facing me .I walk up to him " for your kind information this is my house ," " For your kind information I am your husband " he steps a little closer to my comfort , I step back ." Soon won't be " I cross my arm arrogantly, tilling my head ." Will see …." He crosses his arm too , as we stare at each other challengingly .Our challenging stare was interrupted by my constant phone ringing .Seeing mom caller ID flashing I quickly became alert ." Assalamualaikum is everything okay ?" I question as soon as I pick up the phone ." Walekum assalam
“When you forget that you need Allah (God), He puts you in a situation that causes you to call upon Him. And that’s for your own good.” Omar SuleimanIf you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy reading…Saad p.o.vWe waited outside the room….while the doctor checked Me. Rider .The door opens and the doctor appears " good news , Mr. Rider has woken up . Your prayers are answered. You guys can meet him "The moment we heard the news , Meerab and mom broke down into tears . They hug each other happily . While I adore them from afar .Hurriedly they entered the room , while I stood outside . Compelled whether I should go or not .What if seeing me made his health worse .Or he gets hyper ." Ya Allah subhana wa ta'ala please please help me " I murmured before entering inside .Meerab and Mom were hugging him tightly. While they all cried happily .I blink back the tears….Suddenly my heart thudded as his eyes fell on my standing figure ."
Never underestimate the power of Dua (supplication).” AnonymousIf you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy reading….Meerab p.o.v" Meerab….take care " Angel Di hugged me before I sat inside the car .Saad is talking to Humza a little away from us .I didn't say anything , I even avoided eye contact ." Meerab " she held my cheek forcing me to look at her ." I know you are angry but trust me .. Saad has changed " she tried to convince. .I move away " please di…if you are here to make Saad a hero in front of my eyes then don't " " It will be a waste of time " " Meerab '' I didn't listen anymore and sat inside the car pulling the window so that I didn't hear her voice .I know I am not behaving in a good way but they all left me with no choice ." So finally…. You decided to grace the house " Mrs Khalil urf my mother in law taunted us though we didn't even enter the house ." Mom " Saad spoke but got shushed by his mother as always .I
The heart that beats for Allah is always a stranger among the hearts that beat for the Dunya (world).” –Anonymous“Dua (supplication) has the power to turn your dreams into reality.” –AnonymousIf you haven't prayed your salah please pray this book can wait but your Salah can'tHappy reading…Meerab p.o.vMy forehead creased as the sun ray fell on my face directly , turning into my sleep on the other side. I tried to pull the blanket but it felt stuck on one side .Frowning with still close eyes I tried to pull again but it feel like it's stuck under the rock Opening my eyes a little , I saw Saad with a blanket wrapped around his body, sleeping peacefully .I immediately got up " what the hell are you doing ?" I scream furiously ." Are you blind , can't you see ?" He grumbled digging his head more into a soft pillow ." I know that…what are you doing in my bed " I press the word mine .He got up with an annoyed look " can you just pause your annoying behaviour for few second at leas
Whoever fears Allah (God), Allah (God) will find a way out for him (from every difficulty) and He will provide for him from sources that he could never have imagined.” Quran 65:2-3If you haven't prayed your salah please pray this book can wait but your Salah can'tHappy reading….Meerab p.o.vI was talking to dad when suddenly my phone beep.Go with Saad to office or you will lose your job My eyebrows furrowed at the text ..What the hell is wrong with this woman??" Is everything alright princess ?" My father asked, seeing my concerned face .I look up …for a second not knowing what to say…." Um…" oh no, what excuse should I make?" I am going , I will pick you up at seven '' Saad entered the room ." Yeah…I …I am coming with you " I stood up and a crease came on his forehead ." Why?" Dad asked ." I wanted to rejoin my job, " I told dad.Before they could ask more I stormed out of the house a little too hastily ." Meerab! " I walk out of the house, sun glaring over us ." Mee
"Love Allah for what He nourishes you with His Blessings, love me due to the love of Allah, and love the people of my house due to your love of me." (Hadith by Imam At-Tirmizi)If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy readingMeerab p.o.v" Who is Sameera?" I followed Saad inside our room ." You heard mom , cousin " he wore his wrist watch looking at his reflection in the mirror ." Then why did you react like that ?" I ask ." Why do you care about Meerab ?" He turned around and stepped toward me with an unknown intensity in his eyes ." I- I don't " I shutter when I realise the space between us is getting smaller ." Really ?" The gentleness in his voice was doing something to my heart .Why the hell did he become so soft when I just decided to hate him??There was some spark in his eyes hypnotising me not to look away .One more step and my back touches the wall .I gulped as his face became closer " really" I said wanting him to
If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy readingEpilogue5 years later " Bashir , Syra where are you both " Meerab shouted from the kitchen ." WE ARE HERE " She heard there voice including Blake.She entered the garden area as she gasp " WHAT THE HELL " She shouted looking at the three kids covered in mud ." It's daddy's fault " Bashir said running to her mother ." No mommy He started it " Syra hug Saad defending her father .She glared at Saad who looking like innocent child ." We were just playing " he spoke innocently ."What I am going to do with you guys " she exclaimed angrily ." You both go and change now " she said to her children sternly while they hung there head low and walk back to there room." Mom is no fun " Syra whispered while Bashir stick his tongue out to her ." And you do I need to give you invitation card " she placed her hand on her hips ." You look hot when you-" he tried to come near her when she stop
Love is sweet, yet more as fresh fruit than candy or confectionery. Love is colourful, yet more as summer blooms than the neon lights of frenetic city streets. Love is steady and forgiving, yet more as the wise mother than the servant in chains. Love hears and speaks with the wisdom of the heart, with a sense of the soul of the other. In love we have our "forever home"If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy reading….Meerab p.o.v" You want to get married again" Alex frowned at Saad and shook his head ."I knew this man will never change , he wanted to get married again when he is already married to my daughter, how can you fall so l-" he stop in mid sentence " Dad Saad wants to marry me again, not any other women " Meerab explained while Saad sighs in relief, this man Infront of him just doesn't like him but at least he needs to hear people out before judging them.Alex look at them for a moment then frown " why " " Why he wants t
The love of a marriage is simple and pure, it is as the air and water needed daily rather than the firework. That's what we wanted to show in our simple wedding, that by being so steady with one another we could remain together all of our days.By Angela AbrahamIf you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy reading….Meerab p.o.v" I am so happy for Shireen but kind of a little sad too " I shared my thoughts with Saad. It's midnight and the day after tomorrow it's her wedding and I couldn't help but think about the similarity of our situation.We both are lying on the bed…" why are you sad " he asks ."Were you happy when we got married?" I asked honestly." I am happy now " he caress my cheek" But you were in that time" I stared at the ceiling." Why does it matter ?" " it's matter because wedding day is the only thing which we cherish our whole life but in our case that day was nothing but a nightmare to us " " I wanted to enjoy l
There is a quiet kind of "cheerful," the soft kind that comes as a quiet river on a sunny day. It is a way of being that allows others a positive space to open up into, a space that is ready to support their emotions and needs. There is of course a time and place for the loud kind of cheerful, yet here in the hospital it can have the effect of closing people down - after all it is challenging to express sad feelings to a person who appears so far removed from those emotions.By Angela AbrahamIf you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy reading….Shireen p.o.v" Assalamualaikum I am Noor " Meerab sister said with a warm smile ." Walekum Assalam I am Shireen " I said in a hesitate voice. " And I am Meerab " Meerab spoke behind Noor teasingly . I gave her a bored look" Please come in " I invited them politely ." Some other time , are you ready shall we go shopping " Noor asked while I nodded, closing the door properly and checking my pur
Pain is a chance to become more empathic, more sensitive to others in pain. Problems are an opportunity to innovate. In isolation we can think and let the creative mind spin new ideas. In unfulfilled expectations we can learn patience and understanding. In grief we can learn to cherish the gift of life each day. We can use our pain and fear to mature the mind and develop the soul. For how can the soul dance if it is hiding in the shadows? Thus, only the brave of heart can know true happiness. So, be bold, my love. Meet life as an equal. By Angela AbrahamIf you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy reading….Meerab p.o.vAfter praying I went to the balcony as usual…. To breath the fresh air .To tell the truth, after a long time I felt happy , it felt like everything around me was filled with colour , indeed with every hardship there is an ease …..Happiness is in everything; I feel around me . It is in the rain, cool and fresh, just as d
Guilt is a matter of balance. When you need to feel guilty it will show you how to become a better person, less rotten, more healthy. When you go too far with guilt it becomes like a heavy bag you were supposed to put down once you'd learned whatever it came to teach you. Forgiving yourself is necessary to enable further personal growth. This is being human. This is how we are wired.By Angela Abraham, If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tThird person p.o.v" Saad , Meerab thought about this, you guys don't have to leave this house. You know how mom is right, she gets angry very soon but that doesn't mean she wants you guys to be out of this house. '' Noor tried to make them understand." Noor do you really like your sister getting humiliated all the time" Saad one question made her quiet." So you're really going to leave your old father at this age, " his father said .Saad eyes get moist he held his father hand and kiss them " you k
The pathway into evil begins as small acts of cold heartedness, yet as with any journey those small steps become more significant as they add up. So, wherever you are on that pathway between love and indifference, start making choices for love while you still have enough soul to redeem.If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy reading….Third person p.o.vSameera smiles while shaping her nails of course Meerab couldn't be thrown out of this house , but at least the chaos must affect the relationship soon Saad will throw her out too and realise that his only true partner is her." You told everyone didn't you " she looked up from shaping nails toward the door only to see her best friends standing there with the cross arm and accusing gaze in her way." Aww ….I miss you so much finally you are here I hope you miss me too didn't you?" Sameera stood up from the bed leaning on the wall crossing her arm and gave a flying kiss to Meerab, int
This chocolate heart hasn't once melted because the world has been so cold; yet here you come with the warmth of spring and I feel the softening.By Angela Abraham,If you haven't prayed your salah please pray this book can wait but your Salah can'tHappy reading…..Third person p.o.v" Where are you going ?" Mr Khalil asked his wife." For a drive" she said without caring." But I told you that today is an important day for my brother. I wanted you and I to be present there," Saad fathers said ." Well it doesn't matter to me if you want to be present over there then you can… you are free to go don't force me they are your family not mine " with that she left leaving a disappointed Mr Khaleel behindNaaz was never like this before she was the most loving one but after that one incident it changed her personality forever her husband tried so hard to bring the old Naaz back but instead her personality started to get worse stop feeling emotion or even show sympathy to other people al
In a world of endemic sickness, where cruelty is the cause and love is the antidote, the patients declare themselves doctors and seal the fate of the world.By Angela Abraham, If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy reading….Meerab p.o.vI prayed far before the sunrise and cried my heart out . After completing my prayer Alhamdulillah I felt better. I always feel better . I went to the mirror and cringes looking at myself . My eyes are puffy and red , my lips are dried like a dead leaf and let's just not talk about my hair at all .I washed my face a few times then went outside . I hold my head. I felt someone was hammering my head again and again .I want tea, that's the only solution for this deadly pain in my head . Saad enter inside but without sparing me a glance , he walk inside of the washroomNoor p.o.v" Yeah these three eyes pack this' ' I told the owner while I look back to see Humza is nowhere to be found .After taking