Knitted By Time

Knock of disaster

The next morning, Inaya was disturbed by her dad who knocked at her door softly. Inaya was a light sleeper, the slightest of the noise would also wake her up because she rarely gets any sound sleep. Her biological clock started adjusting itself according to Inaya's schedule.

"Inaya! Shall I come in?" asked Syed softly as he was wondering whether or not Inaya was awake. Inaya on the other hand was already wide awake by the knock.

"Yea abbu! You may come in!! " Responded Inaya as she got up from her bed and sat diligently near the table.

"I am going to the clinic and would only be back at six in the evening and don't worry I will eat breakfast with one of my colleagues." Informed Syed as he was adjusting his tie.

"Oh! Okay abbu..Take care! And and Farhana aunty had called me to her home yesterday as she wanted to give us some of her baked pastries," said Inaya .

"Yea! Rashid had told me about this earlier....you can go anytime dear," smiled Syed.

Later that morning, Inaya quickly took a fresh bath and came near her laptop to start her online hifz class. As usual everyone else were already in the class waiting for their teacher's appearance. As Inaya joined her class she was greeted with the islamic greeting for which she replied. After listening to everyone's portion, she told them their next portion, which should be followed the next day. After noticing that everyone had left, she quickly called out Sara and confirmed once again if Irshad was there at home.

"Allah! Don't worry Inaya....I would never call you in the first place if Irshad was home. Rest assured and come home quickly! I have a lot of things to say to you," stated Sara. Sara was a cheerful young lady who was close with Inaya. Sara just completed her Bsc in psychology and was planning on doing Msc in Dimah college. Dimah college was a co-ed college in which both the siblings studied at. It was one of the most famous colleges and it was very difficult for the rookies to join. Although it was a co-ed college , they follow islam very strictly and that was the reason why Sara had studied there. Sarah had already submitted her application and there was a high chance for her to be selected as she was one of the most talented students back there.

Upon hearing that Irshad wasn't home, she quickly wore her abaya and matched it with a silver hijab and wore her comfortable sandals and shut the door with a loud thud. Instead of travelling with her scooter, she planned on taking a walk to admire the nature for a while.

Nature...it was something so mesmerizing. You wouldn't have to wonder how beautiful it is,
for the way it presents itself is such a sight to watch. The chirping birds flying up and down to match itself with another bird, the honey bees buzzing around its way to have a feast from the nectars of the flowers, the squirrel nibbling the nuts and trying to hide from the humans who present themselves as a threat. All of it was both funny and beautiful. As she was amazed by the creations of Allah, she was soon in front of the big steel gate. As she opened the gate slowly, she noticed that the rose plant which both Inaya and Saarah planted ,had grown into an adult plant. She also noticed that there were lots of roses waiting to be watered. After a while, Inaya knocked on the door to which Sara opened it while indulging Inaya with a warm hug.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakathuhu Inaya," greeted Sara with a big wide smile.

"Wa alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakathuhu Sara," replied Inaya with a tint of smile appearing on her face.

Sara quickly pulled Inaya to her bedroom, as none of the family members were home. They made themselves comfortable, as Inaya sat down on the table while Sara jumped on her bed.