Whilst most kids would be playing ball, begging for ice-cream or prancing around in the sun, she would observe curiously, reserved and knowing. Even as a child, she pitied the folly and antics of those around her. She laughed at the delusion of others. She scowled at idiocy. She was insipid to those who chose to remain ignorant. After all...she knew and they didn't. ~~~~~ Growing up, Amira knew life would never be a walk in the park. Life experiences had shoved that notion down her throat, oh-so-nicely. As a teenager living on the central coast, she never really belonged. Not that she wanted to. The people she was surrounded with comprised of airheads who only knew the meaning of parties, sex and alcohol. Yet, despite her tireless efforts of constantly pushing those who she deemed unworthy away from her, she couldn't help but feel the growing black abyss in her soul. So Amira asks... Really, what's the point of it? Of life, she means? All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2014

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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.

*Sequel to a Muslim's Romantic Journey. Best to read that first... - Life has been pretty great for the past few years. Despite not having children of their own, Hamza and Amy feel content sharing a house with Safia's family. They adore Adam and Maria and can't go a day without seeing them. But when Yusuf and Safia finally decide to move, things begin to go wrong. Now the house is empty and the yearning for children is increasing in Amy. It's been so many years, what's wrong with her? It's no secret that Hamza dotes over Amy and he's happy with his life. But when Amy's behaviour begins changing, Hamza's at a loss as to what he should do. However, the absence of a baby is a small test in comparison to what they're about to face...