SHATTERED HEARTS

SHATTERED HEARTS

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"Dreams and expectations"...the very forces that pull you up and when you are soaring high it knocks you down so that you land back with crushed dreams and hopes just like your heart...which is Shattered to pieces! Life is like a bitter batter of broken hopes,unfulfilled desires which can only b sweetened by the sugar of HasbiAllah. Zaara and Nawal Bakhtiyar are best childhood friends and cousins;twin souls to be precise.They are religious, reserved and have shut the walls of their hearts for every one except their Creator. Meet the Shaykh brothers: practicing,lively and smart.Life isn't easy on them too.They avoid girls like a disease and have sworn never to marry. In fact the only woman they love is their mom.She being the only one in their lives. So what will happen when the one you live for asks you to marry for their happiness? The answer is Allah's plans are better than our dreams!
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My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

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