"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

My mom tells me to never think about it but how can I not when it's right there infront of me. My dad tells me to forget about it but how can I when it's a part of me. My brother calls it cool and my sister says let it be. They only start understanding though is when their chosen husbands for me...never reply back. Until a quirky, clumsy and not to mention handsome Asher comes along....but in the end we all know, no man wants a woman with a left foot missing.... #thebigmuslimwriterscontest2016 Currently under editing***

Redemption is about so many people, so many emotions but at the end they all just need one thing; salvation and peace. We all do. right? But its hard when a hindu hurts a muslim and and muslim fights a hindu, things go complicated more than they ought to... Redemption and salvation goes to dust. No chance to forgive. No chance to let go. I wonder When will we all have peace among each other. I wonder when we'll learn to forgive and forget And I wonder when this world will become a happier place to live... I wonder..... .... Shehry said forgiving was easy and I should have let go... But it wasn't my plan. My plan was... revenge and blood. For me letting go wasn't easy. I could never forgive her____ Hussain. .... Disclaimer: I am a person with very low IQ and almost no knowledge about stuff going on around me in this world, so yes, there are going to be blunders throughout the story but I just want to clear that I don't mean to hurt the sentiments of anyone no matter a Muslim or a Hindu or ANYONE, and I MEAN IT. If at any point you feel hurt or disrespected please forgive and forget. Don't be Hussain. Don't plan revenge against me ;) .... Warning: If you are too secular DON'T READ MY STORY. if you are too religious DON'T READ MY STORY. if you hate hindu-muslim talks DON'T EVEN COME NEAR MY STORY. if you like fairy tales PLEASE BACK OFF. if you want a'....and they live happily ever after' DON'T EVEN THINK THAT AM A WRITER AND THIS IS SOME STORY. SHUT DOWN THE WINDOW. AND SLEEP Others can freely enjoy ;) I wonder if even anyone left out there:-p Anyways you people have been WARNED so enjoy on your own risk Hope to have a great time with all of you.

"Jaan, how do you feel now?" "Who are you?" He had now realised what destruction the hurricane had caused in his life. --- My entry for #AnActOfNature contest.

"Waise bhi humein unse shaadi karni chahiye jinse hum pyaar karte hain." "Aur agar woh kisi aur se pyaar karte hain toh?" . . . Ranked #1 in Short Story many times (most recently on 17/06/17) © rashkeqalam. All rights reserved.

Formerly known as 'An Islamic Love Story.'

it is Dhoombros Fan fiction, actually a Hussain Asif's story, his journey towards the stars he wanted to touch and that one special girl he kept on meeting in his life...again and again!!!! no mater how hard he hated her or avoided her, destiny did its work ;)

Its impossible one has a heart and there is no pain in it, there are no wounds in it. Doesn't matter its Heer, an ordinary girl living in some remote area of Pakistan or its the famous Shehryar Asif, the heartthrob of millions of girls today.... all have a heart and all have their own wounds in them, waiting for someone to be cured by. "The Cure To My Heart" revolves around Shehry and Heer; their lives, happiness and pain, how they face them, coop up with them..... first alone then together....... its the journey two strangers started together at two entirely different places. Its the story of two people becoming parents and getting in touched with an eternal bliss and grim at the same time. Sometimes two strangers... two completely different people get connected through an invisible string of emotions, invisible but strong... unbreakable. Read and feel that emotional string not only between Shehry and Heer but between YOU and ME as well ;) :)

Yes they have seen dawn... They have witnessed the most beautiful moments but for that they had to stay up the whole night, had to count all the stars for a thousand of times before finding that ray of hope and light.... they had to go through all the darkness to catch the bliss. But that darkness that chaos, only made them crave more for the light and the more their nights went darker the hungrier they became for.... the dawn. "Towards Dawn" is the story of Hussain and Tehreem, of you and me. In fact, its not just a story but reality; reality we all face at one point of our lives when life wants and demands from us, something bigger than we have ever dreamed of and only then we realize the purpose of living. Sometimes it is worth staying in darkness for only then we find our morning....our Dawn. .... Come and join Tehreem, Hussain and Me, in the journey towards Dawn..... Hope you'll find yours soon ;) <3