Prologue

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Dedicated to the pains which lead me to write....

It was dark..the whole world except for the few selected warriors of Allah were asleep. Among those few was she,
waken on this blessed hour conversing with her best friend..discussing her life..she didn't even hear the Azan calling while she was engrossed in her sujood. A beautiful day started for Ni'ma. After performing the prayers and reciting some Quran, she had to get ready for her busy schedule ahead. Couldn't complain. She is the bread winner of the house. God had blessed her with emense knowledge and talent that people used it the maximum from her. She was never an assertive person that she took all the works and later bear all its stress and pressure. Until one day.....

(My first story..do point out the mistakes so I can improve)

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