Leaves In TheWind. Chapter 4.

Bismillah “Johara?tum  yahaa? You’re here? They’re looking for you inside.” Zulfikr said,pushing aside the leaves of the dry,golden brown chinaar tree. “They are? “ I sprang  to my feet. “Not really, they just wondered where you are because it’s tea time.” I sat down.  I looked down at  the sketchpad I had and consciously covered…

Leaves in The Wind. Chapter 3

Bismillah “Don’t come back if you go now!” “Seema, what are you saying?”  I’m not going because I Want to get away from you’ll.” “Is it?  Because that’s how it seems for the last 9 years.” He looked like he’d been slapped. And the effort of holding his tongue was visible in his reddened face….

Leaves in the wind.Chapter 2

Bismillah“Call me Ilyaas,Khala, I’m no Major over here.” Major Ilyaas said,leaning back against the side of the boat. “Khayr,here.Have some more chicken.” “I can’t believe it’s been 8years,since I last came here. It’s so beautiful.I should have came more often.”  Zulfikr murmured. And a hush fell over our happy party.His expression quickly changed as he…

Leaves in the Wind.Chapter 1

Bismillah “Ammmmiiii” The scream was torn  from my throat&I pointed wildly in his direction,my mother,wordless,flew outside as if the breeze carried her. I run behind her while she turned him over.His eyes fluttered open once and his meadow green eyes, glanced at us,first in fear,then relief & finally peace.My father. Later that day… “Johara,did  you…did…

Coming soon(very.)

  Bismillah Asalamu alaykum! Ahlan wa  sahlan! For now,the Heartbeat series has to be paused as it deserves much more attention&investigation,concerning our third Haram’s  tie to South Africa.The untold stories.InshaaAllah,one day. As of later today… a new series inshaaAllah,which will be posted daily. It’s something different, inspired by real events that occurred on the Indo-Pak…

New story,interested?

So,I was browsing through my LT&found this one episode story that had gotten scribbled in a rush,years back. Not sure if it should continue though or be a post Eid read/treat.Please excuse the rough edges,as  it  wasn’t edited. BISMILLAHIR RAHMANIR RAHEEM                             Heartbeat….

If only you knew. Epilogue

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem I lay on the roof, gazing at the star speckled sky. “SubhanAllah.” My cousin murmured to the left of me. “Pass the coffee please.”  I said holding out my paper cup. She gingerly picked up the flask we had smuggled outside. “JazakAllah.” It was past midnight and we had snuck outside with…

If only you knew. The Finale

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem The door banged open with a thump, and my sister looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Are you done admiring yourself?” She asked “Yup.” I drawled, moving away from the mirror. “But this was a different kind of admiration.” “Ah, you were having another convo with yourself.” She nodded knowingly. She…

If only you knew,Part 6

BISMILAHIR RAHMANIR RAHEEMALLAH AZZA WA JALL created us as the most noble of all His creation and in the best shape and form,only us did He deem fit to possess intelligence and acute wisdom and hearts that beat with every sort of emotion. Definitely We created Man in the best of forms… ( Surah Teen)…

If only you knew. Part 5

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem “Hey…go easy on the make-up or you’ll end up looking like a troll’s wife.” I cautioned her. “I already did that… be a troll’s wife.” She replied with a side grin and we burst into laughter. I shook my head. It was good to see the funny side of life always. It…

If only you knew. Part Four

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem. Born- Check. Age 6- School begins- Check Age 17-Finish School- Check Age 19- Buy a car- Kinda Check Age 22- Complete Degree Age 23- Nail top job Age 24- Marry Age 30- Have last kid. She passed her journal to me. “That was my life list I wrote in high school.  How…