A/N : Extremely sorry for the delay. Life is most certainly not easy. Before anyone judges, I write because I want. It is not race forward with the phenomenal writers on this platform. If my story is worth it, I know for a fact that my readers will take it forward. If it's meant to happen, it shall. Thank you for your patience.
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As a new day dawned, the girls woke up for the routine Fajr. They moved forward to the tiny wash area present in the Madarsa to perform Wudu. It was evident that this wash area was being shared by all the women who took shelter in the place. It was not completely dirty, but it wasn't what they were used to. Zara scrunched her nose, and Zoya said
"It'll take sometime, we will have to get used to it. I know Zara, we both knew nothing but luxury, but remember what Abba would tell us?"
"Every being started small and grew from there...." Replied Zara
"Let's pray that we get to a better place"
Later That Day
After praying, the sisters set out of the Madarsa and headed into the main hall to find something to eat. They ate what was being served locally for all the people who found shelter in the Madarsa. They then sat in one corner of the hall blankly, staring in space, not knowing what to do and where to begin from.
"Dear ones, is something bothering you two?" A sound fell into the sisters' ears
The girls turned their heads to see Humna, the lady who helped them feel home when they found the place to stay.
Zoya's eyes were brimming with tears, while her heart was swelling with worry for her family, and Zara felt blank as ever in her life. They didn't know where to begin from, what to speak out loud, and what not to.
Humna smiled at the two and sat right across them and said
"Sometimes, it's hard to find a way to begin life. Sometimes, those people who have already found their path may be lost in one way or lost in thought if they found the right path. But what matters the most is to start somewhere and have faith in the Almighty. For, He is the Best of all Planners."
The girls smiled with tears as the Azaan went off for Zuhr.
Zoya then took a deep breath and, with hope, asked Humna,
"I have graduated in Fashion Designing. I do not currently have my certificates for now, but is there a possibility for me to find a job? Even the smallest of the job can help me begin somewhere..."
Humna smiled and said, "I do not have much knowledge over such modern words, but I know one thing you can begin with..."
Zoya and Zara's eyes filled with more hope and silently waited for Humna to continue.
"Do you know how to sew cloths, dear? As in, tailoring of cloths?"
"Yes, I do. I used to cut cloths myself and sew them to make new cloths, all by myself while I was studying" smiled Zoya.
"I have a sister who owns a tailor shop. She is looking for an assistant who can help her with her sewing orders. Would you like to give it a try?" Asked Humna
Zoya jumped and hugged Humna with all her might and cried her heart out.
Humna took it as a yes and hugged her back. She turned towards Zara and asked her to join in. Zara eyes watered as she crawled her way and hugged them tight.
Zara then said, "I'm a computer science graduate, I hope I find something soon too."
"Why don't you take tuitions for the time being? You could as well look for all job openings that get published in our local newspaper and apply when you can, " Humna suggested
Zara nodded, thinking deeply, and smiled on.
All three women stood up and headed over to pray Zuhr and proceed to have lunch
Later That Day,
Humna called her sister and told her that she had found her someone who could be her assistant. Humna answered a few more questions and spoke for a little while with her sister before hanging up.
"She is more than happy to take you in Zoya, I'll take you there tomorrow myself and introduce you to Humaira"
"Thank you so much, Humna Baaji. I really don't know how to pay you back" said Zoya
"Remember me in your duas. That's all that I need" smiled Humna
Later That Night
"Let's hope that tomorrow is like a dawn to our new lives, Zoe."
"In sha Allah, Zara. For now, let's sleep. Tomorrow might be a long day for us, "
Zara smiled, and both girls went into a deep slumber.
Maybe the next day was going to be huge. Maybe it was a new beginning to their lives. Maybe there are going to be twists and turns. Maybe some hurdles shall come over. Or maybe life was never a bed to roses to these delicate but strong tulips...
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Tale Of Two Sisters
RomanceWhat would have had happened that two sisters who knew nothing but luxury are thrown into the cruel world by their parents themselves? Will they break down towards the cruelty of the world? Or will they survive every stroke of difficulties life deci...