When Dreams Become Destiny

Introduction

          Zara Siddique lived a very normal life, according to her. Her father was a high ranked officer in the Pakistan Army. Her mother was a doctor, though, she prefers to stay home to watch the children. She used to live in Pakistan, being posted from city to city every two years, until her father was posted to London.

          Living in London wasn't as bad as she would have thought. It was much worse. She'd been learning English in an English-medium school from the very beginning so she had less difficulty understanding but what made it difficult was that she was a Muslim.

         She had to be careful with what she did. The kids in her school thought she was weird because of the hijab she wore and the fact that she never talked to anyone. Zara was very shy, though you'd think being a high ranked officer's daughter would make her a confident child. It was quite the opposite. The main reason she never talked was because she didn't want anyone to find out her secret.

          The truth was that her life wasn't as normal as she wanted people to think. Something was different about Zara and her parents had figured that out two months after she was born. Zara had levitated her bottle of milk from her mother's hand towards herself while she had gotten distracted. After that, much had happened that made her parents sure that it was the work of jinns. Things started flying and shattering when she had a tantrum.

          Because of this her parents had taken her to some religious people and they had given her some lockets that she was to wear constantly. That didn't seem to work so they took her to many more which always resulted in a failure.

          Zara didn't want anyone to know about this. Once, she let herself have a friend who was quite nice, in her opinion. Lailmah had witnessed Zara pushing a boy without using any of her body parts and she also saw her levitating a chair and throwing it at a boy who bullied her. Lailma asked Zara about it all and when she decided that she trusted lailmah and thought is safe to tell her, the girl in turn was terrified and never spoke to her ever again. The next day everyone knew and she got bullied plenty for that because of which she had to move to a different school.

          That's why Zara had been living a lonely life. Her only friends were the books her parents bought for her. She loved them because she knew they would never, could never turn their backs on her. Her absolute favourite ones were that of witches and wizards and magic. She liked to think that she was a witch herself and the accidents were her magical powers. Of course she knew those were mere fairytales, but she just couldn't help it.

Little did she know they weren't......