She knew that her work wouldn't let her rest, Was aware that every day would be a test. It was her passion though, to see the last smiles, Although they haunted her for the longest of times. He was a wonder in this world, Possessed a heart of gold. His heart bled for every atrocity the ummah faced, His Soul shook every time an innocent was shot dead. She couldn't believe that he was hers, And he was on a mission to never see her in tears. She remembered this when a cry escaped its cage, And knew that he would love her even after his last breath.

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Harram Obaid and Zaviyar Ali have always been two known strangers. Not because they don't know each other. Because it is easy this way. His life isn't easy and hers has always been a mess of complications. But the turn of events bring them to a point where they come face to face with the face of the truth they've never acknowledge before. It's not easy. But it is worth it. Realities are unleashed and beliefs are shaken. And now is the time to know if the losing sound of echoes is the sign of letting go forever or fading away just to come back again.

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

Valedictorian and Ivy League-bound, eighteen-year-old Hayat Amanullah seemed to have it all-until her oldest brother died in a car crash. Since then, the tight-knit Amanullah family has crumbled; now her mom never leaves her room, her dad buries himself in work, and her middle brother Ihsaan-once the carefree jokester-is withdrawn as he battles his own demons. Seeking comfort in her new role of caretaker, Hayat grows closer to her best friend's brother, Rameez Khan, whose attention offers her a temporary but troubling escape from the weight of loneliness and responsibilities. Further complicating her emotional turmoil is the inexplicable connection she feels towards her late brother's best friend, Mikaal Zaman, whose kindness and shared grief draw her in deeper. As Hayat struggles with loss and identity, her strained bond with Ihsaan begins to shift-gradually but meaningfully. And when picking up the pieces of her family is no longer enough to outrun her own grief, she's forced to confront the one question she's been avoiding all along: who is Hayat Amanullah after losing the version of herself that died with her brother? ~ #2 in revival: 3/26/24 #6 in startingfresh: 8/13/22