You know that awkward moment when someone asks you if you're secretly bald? Or that moment when your male teacher tries to give you a handshake and you politely refuse but he still gets offended? Or that really awkward moment when people start to talk about religion in class, and all eyes are automatically on you. Yu...
It's all about finding true love and a life long support. *** "Me?", Iqra asked him again, not able to get what he has said. "Yes,you Iqra.I want to get married to you.",he replied moving towards her,taking small steps,making Iqra's breath uneven. "I think you need rest,I will excuse myself,",saying that she heads tow...
In this generation more than ever, people struggle to find love. People are tired of meeting the misrepresented form of love, tired of being hopeful, tired of believing in love and its raw existence... Sarah Mohammed sees this is so, because guys seek the accomplishment of their pleasure and desires of lust from girl...
Those random thoughts that can inspire literary drivel. Short stories are all about saying big ideas in small paragraphs. This book will aspire to reach pinnacles of inspirational (or even completely Rubbish/Baloney/Hogwash/Balderdash/Tripe/Drivel/Poppycock) thoughts.... within increasingly minuscule word limits. Any...
WARNING!! DO NOT READ UNLESS CURIOUS AND EXTREMELY BORED. Okay, This is going to be my book of musings. I'd upload my rants, complains, frustrations, musing or anything inspiring that strikes my mind. Yeah, it's basically my mind in words. Cover credits to @Zammurad.
As if being kidnapped from a poverty-stricken town in the Middle East was not horrifying enough, Hayat Ishfaq, a 21 year-old American Muslim, is forced to watch the slow beheadings of her own students. But, those are the least of her worries. ~A Wattpad Featured Story~
A Summary of Mishari Al-Kharraz’s Lecture Series “How to Taste the True Beauty of Salah” Kuwait 2008 By Mona Hubbi Free for copy/distribution Food possesses a special flavor. So does play. So does the spending of money. Even laughter has its special flavor. All these flavors share a similar pleasure, but the pleasure...
Their sympathy had worn off and I was back to how I started, except I no longer had my husband beside me. I thought the niqab (face veil) would protect me like it used to, make me look like I fit in with everyone else. But the little person holding my hand gives it away. His beautiful dark skin and short frizzy hair s...