Zindagi ka Raaz

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<Kisi ki talash hai hamy, kisi k asar me hai
Jab set chaly hai ghar sey musalsil safar m hai>

USWA POV:

Later I go to home to get ready for Iftar.

"Mama, I am back to get ready. Mama??" I said to mama but there was no response .

Then I remembered that mama told me earlier that she and baba was going to do some grocery.

Then I came to my room to get ready.

After taking shower.

My hands move with grace and precision as i prepares for the evening. I starts by applying a soothing moisturizer, my fingers gently massaging it into my skin.

With a few deft strokes, I adds a coat of mascara to my lashes, making my eyes sparkle. A soft eyeshadow in a neutral shade adds warmth to my gaze, while a subtle liner defines my lash line.

My lips receive a gentle coat of tinted balm, leaving them soft and subtly colored. A light dusting of powder sets my look in place, and my skin glows with a natural radiance.

My dress is a beautiful, understated creation that exudes elegance and sophistication. The dress is a soft, creamy white color that complements my skin tone perfectly.

The dress has a classic, A-line design with a fitted bodice and a skirt that falls in soft folds to my ankles. The sleeves are long and slender, adding a touch of modesty and grace to the overall look.

The dress is made of a lightweight, silky fabric that drapes gracefully on my body. The fabric has a subtle sheen to it, catching the light and adding a touch of elegance to the overall look.

Around the neckline, the dress has a delicate, intricate trim that adds a touch of subtle shine. The trim is made of the same fabric as the dress, and is designed to resemble a delicate flower pattern.

Overall, my dress is a stunning, elegant creation that showcases my beauty and style. The simple design, soft color, and lightweight fabric all come together to create a look that is both modest and breathtakingly beautiful.

My hair is next, and i styles it in loose waves that cascade down my back. A few strategically placed hairpins secure any stray strands, and my hijab is adjusted with a graceful touch.

Then I wore my heel because I also love them. Not because my height is short because Alhamdulillah my height is very good. My parents are heighted too. Everyone told me too not wear heels, but I don't listen to them because I love it.

And start taking pictures, this is also my love. And looked in mirror. Mashallah.

I some times think, can someone install the camera in the mirror because when I look beyond beautiful on the mirror and then I took my pictures it becomes useless. So, I want that to install in Mirror. Hahaha, I know my wilds thoughts. But I will never ever try any of them because I am shy. Hi hi hi.

I took my car keys and drive away.

Later on Iftar Party:
 
" WHAT, Seriously, you slap him. Hoooo...  you are very bad, Uswa. How can you slap a boy without any..." Maha my other bff said to me.

" how can you say like that, if you are on my place, you would do the same." I said to her.

"Ooo, I would definitely.... Not do that" Maha said to me while grinning at the end. I slapped her playfully.