Chasing High
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  • Reads 2,702
  • Votes 283
  • Parts 9
  • Time 44m
Ongoing, First published Apr 03, 2015
'I promise you, I will make you proud, just give me this chance. Is it because I am a girl and wants to play sports as a living? Or is it the fact that I shouldn't take risks? '

Atifah Hussain is a nineteen year old  Northern-Irish girl who has a dream; which the asian community  think is crazy. She wants to become a professional basketball player and play for a proper Olympics team like Team GB . Her parents disagree with her dream and much prefer her to become a doctor or take on her father's food business.

Most of her family think she's highly stupid and think she is a girl; so she can't be playing sports as a profession. Her family  thinks girl's are weak when it comes to sports and business. 
Atifah thinks that her family are wrong because all they seem to care about is their appearance in public.

Will she be able to cope with the perks of being a hijabi basketball player? 

Will she go ahead and follow her dream or follow what has already been planned for her?

Carry on reading to find out what happens...


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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]