Regret is there to invite us to view past events through different perspectives than the ones we had at the time, in the action of the moment. It is this creative perspective that grows our emotional intelligence and gives us greater maturity. If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't Happy reading….. Third person p.o.v After Hamza left Saad step automatically started to back out , he remembered her sobbing face he wanted to break her instead he broke himself and their relationship , he showed her a monster in him he never knew existed . He felt disgusted remembering every word he uttered to her stumbling back he found the washroom and puke his gut out , turning on the tab his splash water on his face again and again , until his vision started burning . Looking up at the reflection in the mirror , he couldn't even stand the sight of himself cleaning his feast remembering every word he said to her . He punched the mirror shattering into p
It's important with a new love that we have made the effort to fully heal first, to do the inner work that is required to become a whole person once more. Otherwise we put upon the new love the "crimes" of the ones who came before. We are all unique. All born into our era, our family, our body. We can only be ourselves and accountable for ourselves. And this is all the more apparent when we fall in love, when we need to see the new person as they truly are, no filter, no expectations, only acceptance, loving them always and in all weathers if you have not prayed salah please pray this book can wait but your salah cant meerab p.o.v ‘’MOM….I am going to the hospital ‘’ I shouted loudly so that she could hear me … ‘’ okay… i will be there by two..’’ she shouted back from the kitchen . ‘’got ya’’ wearing my veil properly . I whisper going out dua , closing the door behind me . A sweet smile appear on my lips as I watch the white snow spreading like a carpet ‘’It's beautiful isn't i
One can forgive and move on, forgive yet make a new life, forgive yet cut the one who harmed you from your present and future. If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't Happy reading Meerab p.o.v " Get out " I greeted out breathing heavily , suddenly my hands turned cold , I still didn't dare to look his way . " I didn't come to see you….I came to uncle " he entered , his voice dripping with arrogance . I was a little shocked , I know Humza has already told him the truth yet he has the audacity to behave like this . My lip pressed in a thin line " you have no relation with him so Get out " I turned around facing him but stumbled back as he was so close to my face . I gasped ,my feet twisted and I was about to fall back when his strong pair of arms wrapped around my tiny waist pulling me closer . Our face was an inch away ….I could feel the tears in my eyes….. Even in this cold temperature I could feel the warmth from his body . Oh ho
You can be a bit clingy, sure, but you are also trustworthy, loyal, cheerful and sparky. When treated right, you are the best friend a person could wish for. When trouble comes you have a tendency to withdraw and be submissive, yet during that withdrawal period you figure out unique and creative solutions that elude others. It is the way of the natural pacemaker, to take a step back from conflicts, see the bigger picture and attempt to solve the root of the problemIf you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can'tHappy reading….Saad p.o .v " Take this son " Meerab mother served me sweet , I gratefully smiled in return .My eyes fell on Meerab whose eyes were glowing in rage , my eyes travelled to her hand holding a spoon , almost bending it because of a tightening hole .I smirk " wow mom this is so amazing , your hands are magical"" Oh can I call you mom ?" I ask sweetly and sideways glances at Meerab. Mrs Rider was little stun , she is a beaut
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 ."