Leaves In The Wind. Chapter 8

BismillahirRahmanirRaheem “Not again Seema.”  My father said darkly, stalking past my mother. “I don’t want any complaints.” My mother looked like she was about to snap but restrained herself and what had I mistakened for anger,was actually anxiety welling in her eyes. “It’s it’s …a summons.  For  you’ll to report at once to duty,a skirmish…

Leaves In The Wind.Chapter 7

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem If a blade is placed on a branch and that branch is cut,once it  falls,there’s no going back. Similar are  our words. Once it leaves our mouth,for better or worse,it’s  gone,it can never be retracted. Sometimes we can cause the atmosphere to darken with our complaints&bitterness,sometimes we can lift a heavy heart …

Congratulations!

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem Mubarak to you! Congratulations! To every person  who is  alive now &has the opportunity to live through and make the most of the days that have arrived, what are they? The 10 most  beloved days to Allah. Let’s not UNDERESTIMATE this. This is a challenge&encouragement to myself  first&others, let’s run to build…

Leaves In the Wind.Chapter 6

  Bismillah     “ I don’t want you to play with Ilyaas or to  hang around him Johara…” I was busy drawing a field of snow capped trees and I looked up. “Okay Ammi.” I replied,puzzled. My father walked in at that moment. “Seema.” He said disapprovingly and we knew he heard her instruction. …

Leaves In The Wind.Chapter 5

Bismillah Splat! “Who…who did that?!” I exclaimed as the cold snowball hit my back. “Zulfikr!  How could you do that to her?” Ilyaas asked Zulfikr with an outraged expression. Zulfikr just shook his head,stooped and picked up a handful of snow and threw it Ilyaas. “That’s  for false accusations.” I laughed&picked up more snow to…

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….