Zeeshan isn't your quintessential guy. Having his flaws at his feet, he is often criticized by the ones who are supposed to walk along with him. Facing them with a smile on his face isn't everyone's forte. And to deal with them everyday isn't what everyone would survive. But he knows he is at fault, he knows his flaws well and he is ready to deal with them. Ready to come out of it alive. And above all he has his Rabb.
But amidst his struggle to live while chasing his dream, he finds himself in a greater mess life could ever throw at him when a certain hijabi bumps into him.
Misfortune. Easy to pronounce yet difficult to face.
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*blurb*
"In the dim light of her room, amidst a storm of emotions, she shatters her glasses, each shard reflecting the chaos within. The pain in her heart deepens as she questions the harm she's causing to those she loves. In a moment of desperation, she contemplates a dark path. But a sudden realization changes everything, leading her to reach out for help and to ask a crucial question: Can the fractured pieces of her life be mended, or is it too late?"