He found a computer. Ten minutes of his skillfull hands clicking the keyboard , the earth popped up on screen. A few more taps and he has hacked into the street survaillence camera. Using the face detataction software ,he manages to hack into a camemra in a cemetery .
He waits, fidgeting with his hands, impatient. A small petite figure emerges from the corner, she falls down next to the grave. Her tears pour out along with her words.
With a quick click of some buttons ,he hacks into the microphone of the camera.
He catches a few words here and there, but a name which catches his attention is Zunair.
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I run to his grave, the tears stream free after being caged for so long. I sit down on the damp grass, everything around me is still. No wind, no swirling of the leaves, just a small chatter of birds. It seems like everything around me is reflecting my own feelings, there is nothing inside me, my soul is silent with out Hamid's soul. The world is moving, but I am still on the inside. I let out everything, my voice weak I pour my heart out.
" Hamid, I don't know what to do. I need you by side to help with life. There is never a moment I don't think about you. Reading the quran you gave has me in tears every time. This claddagh ring which I refuse to remove is a constant reminder of you. Our daughter, her eyes take me back in to the past.
I still remember when you left me, I was ready for death to consume because living without you was impossible. But then Allah gave me hope, a reason to live, because I was having our daughter. How I wish you could see Aiza now. I will never let her forget her Da.
But I need to take a step for her, she needs a secure future which Zunair can provide. He is no longer that rich spoilt kid. He has grown up, become a really good friend. If it wasn't for him picking up the broken pieces I would not be here.
I must accept his proposal for Aiza's sake. I will accept him as my husband, try to give him all his rights.
But there are things I can't give him. My heart and soul have been marked only for you Hamid.
I wish you were here Daddy too. You took so long to accept me ,but those last few months that I spent with you before you left me were special.
I have to do it, have to create a new life with Zunair for Aiza."
I wipe away tears, try to convince myself that the decision I have made is the right one.
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Fated
RomanceA story of a 21 year old muslim girl called Liybha who lives in New Zealand. She is engaged to a business man's son. But her heart and soul has been long claimed by Hamid. A friendship from her childhood who she left behind in Pakistan. But fate...