Not Deadly

Not Deadly

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Zainab and her family have finally moved from Istanbul to New York. Her mother is sick, her brother is only sixteen years old and her father is dead. This means it's all up to her to take care of the family. One very hot afternoon after searching really hard for a job, she comes across a notice which says a new assistant was needed urgently. She takes out her phone and dials the number on the notice board and the person who answers the phone tells her to come for an interview the next day. She goes for the interview and gets hired immediately. She is very happy that she can feed her family once again. Little does she know that she is about to face the biggest challenge of her life
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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]

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