"How I wish you had first seen your ugly face in the damn mirror before confessing your shitty feelings to me!"
He smiled cunningly while taking a sip from his wine.The floor beneath my feet slipped off like an ice as he brutally threw another dagg...
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~Shahveer
It was still raining cats and dogs as I silently drove along the peaceful and dark roads which were wavering between the monstrous mountains, making their way towards a destination which I was completely unaware of. I didn't know where my steps were leading me to. All I knew was that this frenzy, this stupidity and this thirst was soon going to lead me to a valley of nothingness. Don't know why I was roaming on these roads since twenty four hours, travelling from city to city, crossing several provinces, in search of a single drop from an ocean which could quench my thirst.
Thankfully, Iman had given me several addresses of her relatives throughout Pakistan where we could expect to find Hooriyah. But I had already visited five families and none of them were aware of her whereabouts.
"Where have you gone?" I moaned with pain as I punched the steering wheel harshly and stopped the car near a willow tree.
"What sort of punishment is this? You are driving me crazy! Where will I find you?"
I sobbed innocently as I took out the broken frame from my bag and caressed the beautiful picture with lots of unexplainable emotions.
I was getting tired.
I was getting exhausted.
I was getting demotivated.
I was getting weaker.
I had not slept since seventy two hours and my mind was nothing but just a bunch of trash. Amidst the ocean of demotivation, I was in search of a ray of hope, which wasn't visible anywhere.
I slowly lifted ny head up from the steering wheel in order to examine my surroundings. A signboard on my right was showing the name of the place where I was currently roaming in. I squinted my eyes to have a clearer vision.
It said, "Kalam Valley, 3km" and the arrow pointed in the forward direction.
Don't know what made me feel a bit strange about this place.
Kalam Valley.
I had never visited Northern Pakistan before. Neither this place.
But still there was an unexplainable feeling which had started growing inside my heart as soon as my gaze landed on the name of this valley.
Little did I know, that the real journey of my life was about to begin from Kalam!
The journey which was going to change my whole life.
The journey which was meant to introduce a transformation inside a destroyed heart and a soul which was dead since ages.
The journey, which was destined to welcome me along the valleys of piousness, spirituality and piety.
I ignited the engine again, and pressed the accelerator as hard as I could while the car started to race towards the new chapter of my life.
The chapter in which the Biggest Writer of my Fate had already written the most beautiful story on the heavens, high above.
