Love stories are unbidden. It can happen anytime and between anyone. It can unfold in the most unexpected ways. It's often a surprise, and it can be powerful enough to change the lives of those involved.
An introverted boy falls for an extrovert, b...
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Saad and Mahjabeen were taking a leisurely stroll around the place, and she was making him familiar with the place, the sun was shining down on them like a spotlight.
Saad was mesmerized by the incredibly picturesque place but more than that he was mesmerized by Mahjabeen. Her vibrant energy and enthusiasm for life shone through and her beauty was undeniable. Saad had never before seen anyone as passionate and carefree as Mahjabeen was.
He couldn't help but smile as he watched her talk. Her big almond eyes sparkled in the sunlight. Her honey-colored eyes were like two golden beacons, reflecting the sun's light, as if the them in its warm embrace.
And her facial expressions and gestures were making her even more captivating. She laughed with her eyes twinkling at the corners and would boast about the place with her face tilted side wards and her eyes batting in excitement.
Her lips would quirk into a mischievous smirk when she was particularly proud of what she was saying. She would punctuate her stories with her hands telling tales of their own.
Mahjabeen gave Saad's hand a gentle tug and said, "Come on Saad, let me show you around while we wait for your things to be set up." Her voice was soft and her eyes had a twinkle of innocence as she smiled up at him.
He looked at her and then to the place where she had grabbed his hand. A smile of innocence spread across his handsome face.
While they were walking, a worker was carrying his luggage and setting it in the upper portion of Maajid's house.
As Mahjabeen and Saad crossed the fence and walked out of the residence, they started walking down the street. The temperature dropped as the sun started to set, and the sky was lit with a beautiful orange hue. The chill in the air made him feel invigorated.
As they continued to walk, the streetlights slowly started to flicker to life, and they were welcomed by the warm, inviting glow of the lamps.
Mahjabeen started to point out the different landmarks and buildings around them. She showed him the old bazaar, which was famous for its spices and the shawls sold there which were famous all over the country. She pointed out the old mosque, where the locals come every day to pray.
As they were moving further, she showed him the antique shops, the clothes shops, the traditional bakeries, and the ration shops. She pointed out the old clock tower, which was a landmark of the city, and the old library, where many of the locals come to read and study. Saad was in awe of the beauty, culture and aesthetic of the place.
Mahjabeen's eyes lit up as she spotted the ice cream stall and her face broke out into a wide smile. She turned to Saad and said with a mischievous glint in her eye, "Saad, you do owe me an ice cream for making me drop my ice cream earlier!" Saad laughed in amusement, his eyes twinkling with joy. He happily agreed to her request and they both went to the ice cream stall.
