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Chapter 1 : Meeting The arrogant stranger

As salamu alaikum, this is my first novel and I hope you people enjoy the story. I have not edited the story so please do ignore the typing errors and enjoy the story.

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Sila's POV

It is a beautiful sunny morning here in Bangalore. The day looked so beautiful, like the sky was welcoming the glory of the sunlight from the clouds. I was admiring the beauty of the nature from the window of my apartment and sipping on my coffee.

I slipped the coffee mug from my hand is when I heard my mom calling for me, Sila are you not getting late for college. I came back to reality from my thoughts and checked the time on the clock which showed 8:00 am. I am going to be late to college; I immediately cleaned the coffee stains and rushed to get ready to college.

I dressed up quickly and decided on a long purple top with blue leggings and a blue hijab. When I rushed down stairs and greeted my parents, "as-salamu alaikum ammi and abba".

My ammi (Zarina Ahmed) is a housewife, she had always put in her best effort in keeping our small and lovely family happy and in giving me and my elder brother Faizan good taleem* in deen* and the worldly affairs.

My abba (Yousuf Ahmed) is a business man. He owns a construction company named Yousuf and Son's Construction Corporation (YCC). My abba have always been a busy man as he has to be travelling frequently for his business, but he made sure he also spent some quality time with me and Faizan bhai. Since I am the youngest kid I have always been pampered by ammi abba and Faizan bhai.

Faizan bhai is presently doing his masters in civil engineering from Brunel University London. It's been one and half year since Faizan bhai left to London for his studies. Faizan bhai being my elder brother was very protective about me. Even in school days if any boy/girl in our school would bully me for my overweight Faizan bhai would make sure that boy/girl would apologise to me and never repeat the same again.

I loved and missed bhai a lot when I used to feel depressed because of my overweight problem and peoples comments on it.

"Walikum as Salam Silah, what took you so long, are you not keeping well"??

"I am Alhamdulillah doing good ammi; I don't know how I missed checking on the time today. I will head to college now and first will be going to Ayesha's place and from there we shall head to college".

Ayesha is my BFF*, we have been knowing each other since our 6th grade in school and since then we took up the same course in PUC* and our graduation. Ayesha is a bold, beautiful, charming and sensible girl. She has always been there during my tough times.

I grabbed a paratha* from the kitchen and rushed towards the door, "ok ammi I am leaving Allah hafiz", and then I rush toward Ayesha's house. Ayesha's house is just 10 minutes walk from mine. On the way I was still admiring the beauty of Bangalore city, it is a beautiful day out here and something looks different today. I was not able to figure out what was exactly the difference, but there was something which I could feel in me.

I was in my deep thoughts is when I rushed into a man who was carrying a bouquet of white lilies, "oh Allah, I am so sorry, I am so sorry, it's my fault" I started to collect the flowers that were on the footpath now.

"Are you blind, can't you look ahead and walk". These were the words that came from his mouth and I was shocked to hear him being so rude. "I....I... said..... I am sorry", I started to stammer once I heard his bold and manly voice.

"Whatever you ruined those beautiful flowers and my day too". I was shocked to hear him telling I ruined his day. I agree I ruined those flowers but his day??