"For the ones who dream of stranger worlds."
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"Dil Ke Rishte Kismat Se Milte Hai,
Warna Mulakaat To Hazaron Se Hoti Hai."
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She stood in awe, her eyes fixed on the breathtaking view before her. The sun painted the rolling hills with a g...
🖤"Let's begin with the name of Allah, the most merciful and the most beneficial"🖤
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The weather was pleasant as the springtime has just begin. The beautiful tress with colour changing leaves and mindblowing atmosphere was just a sight to watch!! Well, well it's even known as the season of love. let's see why!.
•||"The Cost of Love: The Destructive Consequences of Relationships"||•
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I pulled out my Ruger GP100 revolver with exact number of bullets filled in it, not a single bullet missing from my sight. Pointing it towards my target I pulled-push up-side down the cylinder and emptied all the bullets in the rapist's body. My blood boiled hearing the news that the bloody shit lying lifelessly in front of me raped a college going girl. Upon hearing this news I couldn't control my anger, and I ordered my man to get him right in front of me, so I could give him a death that no one even wish for their enemies to get.
After finishing my work, I left the 'peril room', which is used for severe criminals and those in need of immediate treatment.
I provided the girl with the necessary treatment at my hospital. I also gave her shelter in my foundling home, where we usually treat children who have been abandoned by their families. Sometimes, I also provide shelter for adults who have been abandoned by their families or society. We do our best to offer them jobs and all the hospital facilities they need.
As I made my way through the dimly lit hallway of the hospital, I could hear the soft cries of a newborn baby coming from one of the rooms. The scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils as I passed by the hospital wing, where patients were being treated for various illnesses and injuries. I felt a sense of satisfaction knowing that I was able to help those in need and provide them with a safe place to stay.
As I stepped outside into the bright sunlight, I was momentarily blinded by the glare. I shielded my eyes with my hand and reached for my phone, which was vibrating in my pocket. I saw that it was my mother calling and braced myself for the usual lecture about working too hard.
"Assalamualaikum" ('Peace be unto you'), I answered, trying to sound cheerful. Only to hear her reply with "walekumassalam" ('may peace be upon you'). Now, I was all ready to hear her yelling and shouting at me for not coming home for the last two days, but to my surprise, nothing like that happened. "When are you coming back?" was all she asked, making me confused. After debating with my mind for a while, I replied, "I will come in the evening, Ammi," since she didn't seem in the mood to talk or shout at me. So, I inclined my head, preparing a mental note to ask her once I reached home. "Okay, I will wait," she said and kept the phone, not before saying Allahafiz ("may God protect"), to which I replied the same.
Completing my work surrounded by a lot of hustle and bustle, I finally breathed a sigh of relief! Quickly gathering all my belongings, I left my cabin only to bump into Aashiq. No, not a Romeo type Aashiq, he is my cousin Aashiq Abbas Khan. As per his name, his mood is also very Aashiqana, but when it comes to work, he is as strict as a maths professor, or maybe even more than that.
