What is love?
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"What do people get from it, besides pain?" she always asked herself.
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"Life is better off without it," he always told himself.
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Warda Jassim was just your regular Muslim girl, attending university, having her own busy yet comfortable life to lead. But unlike other Muslim girls, Warda had no dreams and hopes of her own prince coming and sweeping her off her feet. And no matter what she was told, she had no interest in even thinking about anything other than how her life is going well enough with just being on her own.
Always at various locations somewhere on the planet, Wasim Hateeb lived an extraordinary life. He defined living on the edge, never knowing what the day could bring him, never knowing if he'd even be alive and breathing the next moment. Very happy and satisfied with his life, he didn't want anything to interfere with how dangerously he lived his life. Which only meant one thing - he had no space in his heart for anyone.
No matter how different some people's lives are, one common point of view can make two people very similar. But that's besides the point. Sometimes, a point of view which one has lived with all their life can just be changed in an instant by the will of Allah. Because Allah has already preplanned everything. And even people's strong ideals don't stand a chance against what Allah has already preordained.
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