Just some piece of words from my prolonged thoughts and imagination, when the poet inside me awakes and arises out of the blue:) Please do give a read if you are feeling low or let down, it won't disappoint, and might even actually show you a ray of hope, But depends on you if you wanna see one;) "Not everybody requires help, neither does help require everybody! We are all somewhere on our own, will only collect those fruits which we have sown!"

Meet Karan and Aditi, two introverted, shy, and simple souls who are strangers to the concept of love. Each holds dear a single friendship that eclipses all others in their lives. Karan's world orbits around Aman, a figure marked by arrogance, while Aditi finds her anchor in Kanishka, the very essence of innocence. Aman and Kanishka, the two polar opposites. He seeks solace in seclusion and in the quiet corners of his mind, while she immerses herself in the chaos and noise, living her life like a melody played loudly. She wears her heart on her sleeves, open for all to see, while he on the other hand, appears to be carrying no heart at all. While she thrives among people; he prefers the shadows. Yet, despite their glaring differences, they inevitably find themselves entwined in an emotional ballet they can neither understand nor escape as an inexplicable force pulls them together- a force unknown to them which they call hatred. But could this so-called hatred be actually hiding a deeper connection waiting to be discovered? Or is it merely the clash that's bound to happen when two distinctly different worlds collide? As they grapple with the fine line between love and hatred, their friends Karan and Aditi find their own feelings for each other growing in ways neither imagined nor expected- could this be the work of destiny, or does fate have some other plans in store for them? Come find out in "Unexpected Love," a narrative filled with emotional highs and lows, and the unexpected surprises life throws in our path. Discover the unexpected journeys of love, friendship, and the silent ties that bind us together. *** Disclaimer: This story is my first as a writer. It is unedited, and contains errors from which I have learned and improved. You will notice a gradual evolution in my writing skills from beginner level to a more refined style praised by my current readers. So bear with me for a few chapters, and give my story a chance. I promise it will not disappoint.

The rule of life is very smile for Mifra Sadiq. 'This life is temporary, prepare yourself for hereafter' is what she says. Her Imaan stronger than anything and her focus as straight as an arrow. With her old Grandma by her side as her only family member, she's all set to begin the journey she was eager to live, without any financial support of her father. Haziq Sulaiman's life was all fun, until a tragic day. That was the most terrifying yet precious moment when he stopped, to think, to understand and to change his ways. He was still struggling to become a perfect Muslim after that incident. Learning, accepting and rectifying themselves for the betterment, is the life of both. He's all smiles whereas she's reserved. He believes in making effort for what he wants whereas she believes in leaving it to faith; if it's yours, it'll be yours. Their ways clashes when none of them were ready. With their strict spiritual beliefs, different lifestyles and ways of approach, find out how she kneels in front of him and says, "I Love You, for the sake of Allah". ---

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.

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.