You see, I have dreams to pursue Life to live Shores to conquer And all of a sudden There was a knock on my door It was fate Which let you in- A visitor Who wasn't invited. [Extended Summary Inside]

Her soul was torn He came as her stitches She was humiliated, so He became her praise She was cheated once, now He gave her assurance She was depressed He made her smile She wanted to die, but He taught her to live She was a beautiful flower And he made her bloom. .... A sweet dessert made out with sugar syrup Shabna with the sweet fragrance of Maahi. The final dish aka my book would surely be, yummy. If you take a bite, the next moment you would crave for nothing but more. So, I present to you the whole plater of rich flavored 'Shaahi' dish your way. Flip the pages to taste its amazingness.

'' کھلی تھی آنکھیں خواب سی چونکہ کھلا تھا اس خواب نَے مگر زندگی مین نئی رستے '' '' Eyes had been jerked open, shocked by the dream By that dream, however, new paths to tread through life became unlocked. '' -- khwaab / dream (short story in English) ©musafirmusings

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.

Dameer Esfendyar al-Badr, the Crown Prince of the kingdom in exile, has long ago forgotten the rules of royalty. Too bad Mahin Arsalan is back to remind him of every last one - especially the one that had haunted him for years : ❛ what is a king without his queen? ❜ | NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON |

Sisters torn apart by the fragility of the heart, how can love possibly hurt so much? Hana Junaid decided two years ago, distance would make her younger sister Hanaan more independent but Hanaan's love and yearning for Hana during this time has drowned not just herself but also Hana in a series of Instagram messages with a boy who listens and converses with her so well. What shows on the screen is not what's behind it and the chaos that follows with photoshopped pictures tests Hana's patience and endurance. Added to the mess is the dynamic Nashwa, fighting her own love battles. Hanaan's cerebral palsy, rendering her coordination haphazard. Young boys daring to be more than themselves in big lawyer conspiracies. Hearts shall certainly flutter wild. So when the strings of the heart are tangled with so much sophistication, Hana's integrity hangs on a hook and Hanaan is deep in a coma after her online friend turns to a vile foe, will love survive or will fragile compassionate hearts be shattered furthermore? They say the sensitive do not make it far in this cruel cruel world. This is a story that aims to change precisely that. #LoveYourself #FeelThePain A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY ⭐ Cover by @Warrior_Queen3296

If somebody asked Zahra - "do we ever reach a point in time when we just cannot love a person any longer?" - she wouldn't know. Zahra Yusuf is the most sensible girl in her family. She listens to her mind more than her heart, maybe that's why her Nani keeps telling her - she needs to plant a few seeds of love in the soil of her soul. She has buried many secrets in her past, and they all are slowly catching up to her - maybe because somewhere between sadness and exhaustion, she hadn't learnt the lessons she was meant to. She didn't have a clear head back then. But to the same question, the hopeless romantic that her heart is, would answer - 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵. Perhaps it's this inner voice that leads Zahra towards Shafaq even after the incidents at Anaargis. A story of trust and pain - and how both are a perfect mix of ingredients for love, even after bitterness. • • • L O V E B E Y O N D A N A A R G I S ( g e n r e : r o m a n c e / s p i r i t u a l ) © writer_muslimah | Jasmin A.

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.

When twenty-seven-year-old Ziyana Raza's cousin is dumped by her fiancé with a messy excuse, it's Ziyana's last straw. A former hopeless romantic-now disillusioned by too many betrayals and heartbreaks-Ziyana abandons all notions of true love and vows to remain single forever. "Forever" meaning as long as her Pakistani Muslim family's patience for her singlehood thins. Besides, she's too busy hating her grueling corporate job as a data analyst to focus on anything else. And as long as she convinces herself that love is an anomaly, she'll be fine. It's safer to be alone than blindsided by heartbreak, anyway. But right when she's settling into a somewhat comfortable routine of avoiding men and scoffing at the idea of marriage, Shahzain Shah barrels into her life. Charming, good-natured, and a little too observant, the new Business Intelligence Manager of her company seems determined to crack Ziyana's armor. But as much as his compassionate nature gets on Ziyana's nerves, he also...somehow knows all the right things to say. Sees through her facade of being strong 24/7 and appreciates her hard work. Befriends her brother and respects her parents. Makes her laugh even when she's trying desperately to hold it back. She can't help but reminisce that an old version of herself would have thought Shahzain checked all the boxes for a potential spouse. Too bad she's dead set on her mission...right?

Houssam Shaykh is living the dream. He is a big sought after basketball star who has his pick of teams, is recognized wherever he goes, makes millions per game, and gets to play his favorite sport for a living. He is even being called the 'Muslim Michael Jordan'. But he has a void that he can't seem to fill, no matter how many screaming fans chant his name. When he goes back home after a long season and decides to throw himself into volunteer work, will he find a shot at finding what he's seeking? Hana Ismail sees life through the lens of her camera. She loves to create memories for others to hold dear, but often wishes that she gets to experience them for herself. When she gets chosen to start a Masjid newspaper, and ends up doing a profile on none other than their very own celebrity, will she have a shot at her own happiness?