HIS SHADES OF LIFE

Chapter 63

Islamic status of woman..

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Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

If you had only written me on your heart
Before the interference of fate,
Then this passion would have become colourful
Before every picture was set in stone,
Only I know how you broke this heart...
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Third person's POV :-

Not even stabbing of a knife give you the pain than what Shahzaib has feeling right now, walking through the cold streets of Dublin, he gazed at the far creations his creator blessed this world with. His brows knitted together as he remembered the last words of his wife, whom he thought is started developing feelings for.

'You can't..love me.' And than she fainted.

Heart wrenching memories flooded through his mind when he sat on a wooden bench near the cold stream.

~Flashback~

He got conscious of what act he pulled, looking at the pale form of his wife. His eyes moisten but jaw clenched at her statement, gathering her in his arm, he walk towards their king size bed and placed her gently on it.

"Baccha, open your eyes." He said, patting her flushed cheeks but she didn't respond.

He tried Again and again yet no response. He quickly stood up, taking out his phone and dialing Dr. Amelia's number with trembling hands.

Soon Dr. Amelia arrived with the familiar nurse, she checked shahnoor for half an hour and finally announced that she went through a small stroke . This made his heart dropped, his hands fisted to his sides as he look at the unconscious form of his wife. She is making him feeling ill to his heart, along with her's his heart has also diseased. And the only question is that, Will he be able to find the cure for both hearts?

~End of Flashback~

Sighing in defeat, he closed his eyes but suddenly her reddened face came like a storm infront of him and he opened his eyes.

'I messed up everything..' He thought standing up with tired form and walking towards the near mosque where he always go for praying and even sometimes for giving azaan. He mostly invest in it so.

"Arey! Shahzaib bhai came! Assalamu alaikum bhai (brother)." Zaman, the young caretaker of the mosque exclaimed at the arrival of Shahzaib and other boys and molvis (scholars in islam) came out.

"Assalamu alaikum beta." The elder mufti sahab hugged him, shahzaib did the same but with saddened smile.

Than everyone hugged him one by one with bright smile on their face, they are the boys shahzaib helped when they were abondoned. There are even some boys who converted to islam but their family didn't accept them, so they got to knew about this mosque in which shahzaib invested unlimitedly for their education and living. Most of the boys learn here and went after a period of completing their study than started their own life. That's why he is loved by each and everyone here.

They went inside the grand hall where the namaz and kutbah (Islamic lessons/seminar) were held. Shahzaib sat down on the comfy carpet near Mufti sahab instead of chair, its his habit. He doesn't want to showoff of what he did, he is doing it for the sake of his creator..Allah. mufti sahab pleasantly Look at him, putting his right hand on shahzaib's head. Shahzaib weakly smiled at him.