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The sound of birds chirping filled the ear drums of a curtain brown haired boy who was laying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

It seems to be 4 in the morning, as suddenly the whole area of Defence Housing Authority in Karachi get blessed with Aadan.

The holy place nestled in the West Side of DHA . With its serene ambiance, A place of deep spirituality and devotion.

The call to prayer echoes through the air, filling the hearts of believers with a sense of peace and reverence.

The majestic mosques, adorned with intricate designs and adorned with the love of the faithful, stand as beacons of faith and unity.

The sacred haven, where the soul finds solace and the spirit finds strength. It is a path of going to Heaven, and is called Aadan.

The boy's ear filled with the beautiful calls to prayer as his eyes slowly opened, blinking for a few times, the brown haired boy removed the blanket and stand up, stretching a bit.

His light brown eyes travel to the side table, looking at the alarm which didn't even ring.

4:36am..

The boy walk towards the washroom as he stretch a bit more to his way entering the washroom.

He lightly press the button which make the light of the washroom open as he walk further, not caring about closing the door, he was alone in the room anyways.

Rolling up his sleeves, he look himself in the mirror as he open the tap, which drop out soft water, it looked like it was not water but a fur.

Taking the teeth brush, he get the tooth paste as he place the cap on the counter, placing the mint tooth paste on the brush in straight line.

He get his brush to his teeth, brushing it as with his free hand he brush his hair back.

Placing his left hand on the counter while he didn't even care to close the tap, he lean forward and stare at himself in the mirror, brushing his teeth quickly as the time of Dawn prayers is running down.

After he clean his mouth, he take the face wash as the boy start applying it to his face, washing it two times.

"Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim," he mouth the holy words as he start doing his wudu.

After his wudu, he walk out of the washroom, closing the tap and light as well.

He place the praying mat on the direction of Khanna-e-Kabah, as he place his feet on it.

Leaning his hand towards his both ear, "Allahu Akbar" he whispers with that he start his prayers of Dawn prayer: Namaz e Fajr.

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A curtain boy, walk inside the Malik household as he loosen the grip on the water bottle in his hand.

Taking a seat on the sofa, he takes deep breathes as he run his fingers upon his hair, brushing them back.

Removing his sweat from his clear forehead the boy sigh. Even in the month of December the boy is sweating.

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