It was mid-day now, and Karim was staring outside the window, watching the world.
He wondered what the world would be doing now. All over the Globe was different people from different dirversities. And different people doing their cultures.
He watched as the cars builded up forming traffic. It was like a pool of cars.
He watched as the families, happily laughed, all together.
Karim wished his life would be just like that... But it was full of misery after his Father passed away, and now knowing that his mum died, when she hadn't forgave him, was already enough!
He only had Hakeem and the non-gender specific kitten. He couldn't bare to see them in their graves.
Karim's mother was now in her coffin. Karim and Hakeem went to her funeral today.
It was their mother's brother from Turkey, that found out so they organised the Namaaz 'E' Janazzah*.
It was over soon and their Uncle walked up to them, glaring at Karim.
Karim sniffed, wiped his tears and turned the other way. He didn't want to be where he wasn't wanted. It was only Hakeem that didn't judge Karim by what he'd done. Hakeem forgave Karim. That was for them the typical brother love. It was sweet.
Karim stood away from everyone else, he knew he was going to get judged.
Only Allah can Judge me. He thought, but as soon as the thought came to his mind, he widened his eyes. He was starting to believe, only he didn't know that yet. He closed his eyes and thought about his life- why he was receiving all these bad calls.
I'm being tested. Karim suddenly opened his eyes- he jumped back a bit. It was like his voice had a brain of his own...
"Karim, c'ome on." Hakeem waved his hand to signal he was leaving. The two brothers were going to their flat- it was a day before Ramadan now, and in the past days, Karim felt guiltier by the minute.
Their mother was in her rightful place. A place where man will go to once they breathe their last.
Karim and Hakeem walked in silence. It was peaceful. But it shortly ended, as cars filled the busy roads, and people were walking around. Typical London.
Their Uncle made sure they arrived safely- but we all knew how much he loathed Karim.
As the day slowly went past, Karim thought about his Faith. He took his laptop out and went on Facebook.
3 messages.
It read. Karim clicked on it, and read his messages. Two from Sheikh asking how he's doing. Karim replied with a 'Fine'.
And one message from Saif asking if Sheikh and him would like to meet up.
No sooner later, Sheikh and Saif were online, three of them chatted.
Karim: I was thinking of regaining my Faith.
Sheikh: That's awesome man!
Saif: Masha Allah.
Karim: Yeah. Anyways, before Ramadan starts, I wanna do
One Last Sin.
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One Last Sin #Watty's2015
Spiritual'I'm gonna change. Completely. After Ramadan, I'm gonna be a good Muslim. A Better One.' Karim Ahmed is determined to become a better Muslim during the Holy Month- Ramadan. He won't let anyone stop him. But then he does something that he will never...
