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A step beyond the line

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She never knew what her kind was.. 
His days were spent on battles for truth..

She was a muslimah since birth but what that is she never knew.. oblivious to her and her way of life.. in her smouldered a flame wanting truth..
He..who had his heart and soul  dipped in Islam had everything a man would ever dream of.. yet the abyss he kept falling on to never did it make sense.. a lonely soul deviated from all happiness and not knowing where he was heading towards.. yet with Almighty Allah he was home..

She was an eagle, preparing for a massive fight.. with wings clipped she fell into depths unknown.. 
He waiting for the miracle didnt knew blessings do come in disguise..

She dreamt of reaching places.. and being his wife was certainly not on her list..
He wanted a girl who could brighten his life and home.. was gifted with someone with shards and thorns..

Together they were a tremendous mess.. strangers never meant to be.. neither was the angel supposed to cross their paths..

But who are we kidding.. here its fate moving things.. and as always its crucial..
This is the thing with life.. whom the almighty Allah wills to guide never would go astray.. whom he wills towars destruction can never be guided

Together with fate infused into the sublime blessing showered.. will their paths interwined finally make sense? Or as always was it supposed to crash..All Rights Reserved

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