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[PREVIEW CHAPTERS ONLY - BUY THE FULL BOOK FROM @mthwrites ON INSTAGRAM NOW] In the whirlwind of change, 17-year-old Mirha Malik finds herself uprooted from the vibrant streets of Pakistan to the crisp air of Canada. Battling the chaos within her introverted and anxious bubble, Mirha is thrust into a world far different from the one she left behind. The allure of a group of bad apples pulls her into a storm of rebellion and uncertainty, threatening to shatter the very foundation of her identity. Amidst the clamor of her downfall, Mirha is unexpectedly partnered with a group of boys on a project where she forges a unique connection with all of them where one of them stands out-a boy burdened by the weight of a forbidden dream of cricket. Surrounded by true friends and inspired by the spiritual magic of Islam, the duo strives to break free from the frozen timebomb of social and studying pressures set in their own respected lives that threatens to engulf them.
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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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