The Last Warning ✔️

A BLISSFUL SORROW - PEEK

One thing that I really hated was crowds. The fair in our college was deafening and I begged my mother I didn't want to go but according to her, this fair was an opportunity for me to learn to earn money.

Seriously?

There was this game I was hosting for 10rs from each person. I had a big bowl filled with sand in which many chits were hidden on which a thing's name would be written. The customer would roll his hand in the mud and produce out a chit of his choice from the sand. He would be allowed to put his hand only once, find the chit if he finds and take it out. The thing's name that would be written on the chit will be his.

It was an interesting game and a unique one. No one in our college hosted such game and I wished so much that I could have played it too. The things were also the interesting ones. A scrapbook, diaries, watches, sunglasses, scent perfumes and so much more. The girls were even more fantasized by the makeup things we had.

Half day was over and my business of this game was going pretty well. I earned 150rs in total so I thought that I would explore the other stalls.
I ate a few fast foods like vada pav and pani puri. They were so delicious that I craved for them even more but I cannot spend all of my amount on the same thing.

After a lot of exploration, I joined my friends and sat together in the corner of the ground

"so how is your stall going?" erum asked

"it is going pretty well. I didn't know this game would bring me so many customers" I said "how are your stalls going?" I asked everyone in common

"I only got 4 customers till now" laiba said with a sad face

"i haven't got more puris to serve my pani puri so I closed my stall" layla laughed

"how much did you earn?" I asked with laughs accompanying hers

"470rs"

"wow that's a lot" all of us chorused

Our group of four was the best one I believed. Maybe because these three girls were my life. But there was one flaw here. Erum was a bit off sided. I don't know what she used to think but she behaved strange sometimes. She would not talk to us and leave us all alone. We would often get into fights with her and that was not healthy for us but somehow we couldn't let her go.

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"how was your day today?" mom asked

"it was good" I said mouthful as I chewed my lunch. I narrated my whole story to her as she listened to me the whole time.

"didn't I say you it would be fun?"

"yes you did" I winked at her naughtily and we both laughed.

Finally it was time to rest a bit. I told my mom that I would rest a bit and went to my room.
I opened my phone and scrolled through my instagram a bit but it bored me within a minute. I checked my messages and there weren't any important ones so I just threw the phone away and slept.

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My head pained as I woke up. It's a great mistake to sleep through maghrib and upon that, the regret of not performing my maghrib was too depressing. I did my ablution and prayed maghrib and isha together and asked for forgiveness from Allah.

🕌 "ɪɴᴅᴇᴇᴅ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏʀᴅ ɪs ᴠᴀsᴛ ɪɴ ғᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇɴᴇss" (an-najm, verse 32)

Today's day was a very enjoyable one. I thanked Allah for giving me such an amazing life. I had everything before I longed for it.

I had my dinner and again came back to my room to sleep but as I had slept for so long, I couldn't sleep.
There was no one with whom I could talk and obviously, I can't start watching a movie in the hall so I grabbed one of my book and started reading it.

As sleep surrounded me, I drove off in a deep slumber...