chap 19

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"Will he forgive me?"
I was startled at Basil's sudden question which made no sense to me. 'Who?'
'Your Lord, will he forgive me? I've committed as many sins as no other person in this world has committed....'
There was a long pause before he started again, I decided to keep quiet and let him pour out his feelings.

"They killed my family. Those goons...we were going for a vacation a decade ago. Do you know where? Here, India. We were originally from Turkey .
Everyone was so excited. We had never been out of country. Who thought that our happiness was short lived. ' He let out a humourless laugh. 'Our plane was hijacked. HIJACKED by pakistan's ISI who wanted India to release their terrorists who were caught in the Kashmir attack. They killed my family and many others before their demands were fulfilled by the Indian government. By the time the Indians agreed many of the passengers had already suffered huge losses. If only they would have agreed to their demands earlier then my family would have been there with me.
They killed everyone of my family. They did not even spare my baby sister, she would have been your age if she were alive. I was left with nothing to even go back to Turkey. I was left here in India with no one to claim me for, my relatives as greedy as they were, might have declared I died too and taken over our property. I was 15 then. Anyway all the documents and stuff were lost so no one could track me, I was left here.
A family had taken me in later that year but I had vowed to destroy India by then. Years later When they found out I had created my own terrorist group, they disowned me and informed the police and I resorted to run away. I've been planning all this while staying undercover since then'
'So this is why you have planned to plant bombs all across India and that is what I heard you speaking about that day at the mall.
I'm sorry. But wasn't it the ISI that killed your family? Why are you avenging your loss from us? You know you are doing the same thing. The way you lost your family, many others will lose theirs because of you....'
"Because if Indian goverment had taken the decision earlier, they could have been saved.
But you know what, I've realized that I was wrong. You have made me realize I was wrong. After years of suffering through an inner turmoil I found peace when I heard you reciting the quran. Thats when I realized I was wrong all along. Everything sure does happen for a reason.
Myra, I've committed many sins, killed many, resorted to every bad habit, will I still be forgiven? I want to change...for the better. Will your lord forgive me?"

To this I had only one answer, "O son of Adam, as long as you call upon me and put your hope In Me, I have forgiven you for what you have done and I do not mind.
O son of Adam, if your sins were to reach the clouds of the sky and then you would seek my forgiveness, I would forgive you.
O son of Adam if you would come to me with sins close to filling the earth and then you would meet me without ascribing any partners with Me, I would certainly bring to you forgiveness close to filling it"




*drum roll please!
This was the toughest chapter I've ever written. Usually, it takes me less than half an hour to publish a cha coz I don't edit n al n yeah so is dis not edited but it still took me 45 mins to think and then type!
But this is not the end, there's a lot more to this book....you will just have to wait. And guys listen, I WILL NOT UPDATE AS LONG AS I DONT RECEIVE ATLEAST 20 VOTES FOR THIS CHAPTER. AND YOU KNOW HOW LONG I TAKE TO UPDATE SO EVEN IF IT TAKES A YEAR, SO BE IT! AND IF YOU GIV ME 20 VOTES EVEN BY THE END OF THIS DAY, I PROMISE WALLAHI I WILL UPDATE TOMORROW ITSELF. THE DAY THIS CHAP RECIEVES 20 VOTES I WIL SIT AND UPDATE AS SOON AS I GET THE NOTIFICATION OF THE 20TH VOTE. PROMISE IN SHA ALLAH. AND I KEEP MY WORD. SO PLS HIT THE VOTE BUTTON. JAZAKALLAHU KHAIR.
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Ayesha

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