My name is Alina Sehban, and I've always wanted to be a fashion designer. Being a hijabi not many people thought this was the thing for me but here i am chasing my dreams in the city that never sleeps, Newyork. All the way for Pakistan. I could neve...
Alina's POV. "Ahh..!! Turn off your alarm" My roommate screamed at me as she shaked me like the building was on fire. I woke up all confused and frightened.
"Wake up and turn off your alarm Alina" she said again.
I looked at the clock, it was 4:30 am.
"Okay, hittler" i shouted back at her and kicked her in revenge. She also slapped my back.
It's only been a couple of months since we became roommates and we are basically Tom and Jerry.
Anyways, i got up to do wuduh (ablution) then prayed my fajar namaz (prayer). The best thing about this apartment is that there's a window right infront of me as i pray and the sun rises as i sit there and recite the holy Qur'an. It's the best way to start my day.
While reading the holy book i read a translation that said " Truly, it is in the remembrance of Allah that hearts find comfort" and i thought how true that was. In my sad times when i felt broken just because a guy left me, my fiance. Allah was there for me, he has always been there for me.
After i finished reciting the holy Qur'an i got up to take a shower and picked out what i wanted to wear. I matched a pink gown with my new purse that my aunt bought for me this Saturday, with a pair of grey tights and a grey scarf and my white heels. I'm very picky about by clothes, I'm a fashion student after all.
Then i started making breakfast for me and my lazy roommate
"Lily, wakeup" i shouted as i was putting two slices of bread in the toaster. She didn't budge, so i went over to the bed and pulled her blanket. "Wakeup, it's 6:20, you'll be late. Get up and take a shower"
"Okay, mom" she groaned " You're actually worse than my mom. At least she never pulled my blanket like that. Someday when i wakeup first I'm gonna do that to you too"
"IF You ever wakeup first. That's never going to happen lazy bone"
After finishing my breakfast and getting ready i hurried down the building to the bus stop and kept looking at my reflection in the mirrors.
" MashAllah, I look good,perfect to start the week"
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I hurried in the bus and sat on a window seat. While on the bus a woman kept staring at me with disgust in her eyes and i thought "another one of those." These people that hate muslims soo much have never even met one in real life. I feel pity on how ignorant they are. So i just smiled at her and looked away.
It's 7:00 pm and i got out the cafe where i work part time. I was so tired, i had 4 classes today and one of my teachers was so rude to me because i messed up in his test and then working at the cafe where i had to stand all the time. " Allah mian, I'm not complaining but i can't feel my legs" well, i did get some time to rest in the bus.
