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A Story Called You & I❤️
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Ongoing, First published Mar 06, 2018
Why do we complicate things? Everything from making a baby to studies to loving someone? Everything is so complicated....And as people of this generation we need to stop trying to complicate things further more, but instead we just add more complications to it.
My story is about one such complication we all will most certainly face in life. MARRIAGE!

Something so simple, so pure is turned into a drama, sometimes a circus where we are the jokers and people around us are laughing, Where traditions and culture hold more importance than the the heart of the person.


Marriage is the union of two souls, two people who promise to love one and other till the end of time with Allah as thier witness. 
Hania and Ali are meant to be, but if such complications arise in their lives, what will they do?

It's a journey to Self discovery 💞

You need read to find out💛
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The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]