"On the path of love we are neither masters nor the owners of our lives. We are only a brush in the hand of the master Painter "
- RumiOMNISCIENT
<A dimpled secret>UNEDITED
Shock. A feeling experienced less often but nevertheless a strong one. It creeps up on you in the most sly nature. A thing that lurks in the darkness, unsuspecting and sly. Even the strongest fall to its ambush.
Three hours had passed since Naja'atu picked Hafsat up from the park only she remained the same way her friend had met her.Quiet, shaken.
"Hafsat I know something bad has happened but you need to stop sulking, ya isa haka(that's enough)! Say something at least!
Hafsat drops her hands and looks at her friend. "Keep my pictures safe."
Oh my God!
"Hafsat can you please do something that has nothing to do with Ahmad? Even if its just today."
A heavy sigh escapes Hafsat's lips. "You have been of immense help Naja'atu, I appreciate you. Just let me be."
Naja'atu throws her hands up in defeat. "As you wish!"
One of the most rewarding things in life is the ability to start afresh on a clean slate. Its kind of like a second chance that we all need after a long time on the battlefield. No matter how many victories one records, there are always mind blowing losses due to mistakes made, points ignored and generally human weakness.
"What's your new years resolution?"
Rukkayya stares at her husband blankly for a few seconds wondering what is going through his mind.
"Its late to ask that now, this is the third month in.."
"1436 AH! Yes Smart Sheikha, I'm aware but you know I mean the Gregorian calendar and today is the 31st so shoot!"
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