Ineffable Love is now Mulazim-e-Al-Wadood
We meet thousands of people in this world, we get attracted to hundreds, we fall for ten and then we'll be united with the one whose name was written with our name thousands of years ago.
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Third Person's POV
The sunlight filtered through the canopy of leaves, the ground with patches of golden warmth as Muskan weaved her way through the park. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of flowers, mingling with the earthy scent of freshly cut grass. Birds chirped melodiously, adding to the symphony of nature that enveloped her senses. Muskan paused by a particularly stunning Gulmohar tree, its fiery red blossoms a striking contrast against the verdant backdrop. Each petal seemed to dance in the gentle breeze, a vibrant celebration of life and beauty. As she wandered closer to the tranquil lake, the sound of rippling water soothed her soul, beckoning her to take a moment of respite from the bustling world outside. She couldn't help but smile as she observed couples sharing tender moments on the benches.
Felt a pang of bittersweet nostalgia wash over her as she watched Zamir and Aiza, their laughter echoing across the serene water. Memories flooded back. Muskan couldn't help but linger in the moment, the warmth of the sun on her skin contrasting with the chill that settled in her heart. She traced the outline of a delicate petal fallen at her feet, lost in a whirlwind of emotions. With a heavy sigh, she reluctantly tore her gaze away, the gentle rustle of leaves offering solace as she turned back.
Muskan's heart sank as she heard the familiar laughter, a cruel reminder of the life she once knew. Slowly turning her head towards the sound, her gaze met Zamir's friends, their smirks cutting through her like knives. She clenched her jaw, bracing herself for the inevitable taunts that were about to follow,
"Aww are you hurt ?" Raza came and stood in front of her and said,
"Why is your head down? Are you hiding your tears?" Muskan's shoulders slumped in defeat as the chorus of laughter echoed around her, a relentless assault on her already battered spirit. With a heavy sigh, she mustered the courage to lift her gaze once more,
"Leave me alone."
"But you are already alone" As Sakir's laughter erupted, a cold realization settled over Muskan like a heavy shroud. His callous words weren't mere jests; they were calculated daggers aimed at her already fragile psyche. With a pang of anguish, she recognized the malice behind his laughter, the cruel intention to inflict maximum harm.Despite her best efforts to remain composed, the weight of their cruelty threatened to crush her spirit entirely, leaving her feeling more isolated and vulnerable than ever before.
