Essence
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Ongoing7m
Last published Tue, Sep 20, 2016
'Stay away', my mind told me, but my eyes, they couldn't look away. She was like nothing I had ever seen. Though she was just an other girl at our university, there were a lot of those here, but there was something about her. Something different. Something I couldn't discuss with Ethan or Dave or any other guy. I felt the need to protect her from them, to keep their eyes off of her. I've never been hesitant to discuss any girl with them, but Johar, I need to hide her from all lustful eyes. Thus, for the first time I feel the need to discuss a girl with you, dear diary...
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This story is not anti-Christian or anti-any-religion in any way. All this story shows is what Johar, a girl from a Pakistani Muslim family, feels and what are her boundaries and what she might need to give up when she falls in love with a foreign boy, at a foreign university.
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