From the outside, I may look like I'm just like any other girl but inside, I'm a mess. My life changed all because of what I witnessed and suffered five years ago. That one night still haunts me; just like the 'Blackmailer' from my present. Oh and yes, there's a boy. There always is one, right? But will it lead to anything? Since I'm a hooded hijabi. [ "If dunya is your focus then quite frankly I don't know the answer to your question either. However, Ali, we keep forgetting the real purpose of our life which is why we fail to attain peace. Your purpose should be Him."] Read #TheHoodedHijabi for a dose of a spiritual fiction with a dash of thrill, mystery and halal romance.

What was it that was between us? Was it attraction? Was it a complication? Or was it just a fallacy?