Dua Stories

While Aliya prayed for a righteous husband, Imran prayed to become one. One carried a notebook full of duas. The other carried a heart full of regrets She heard his name long before she saw his face. A billionaire feared by everyone. A girl who wanted nothing except a man who feared Allah. Between them lies a missing body, buried secrets, family betrayals and a promise made years before they were born. Some love stories begin with "I love you." Theirs began with a secret. - 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐑𝐀𝐍 🥀❤️‍🔥

Ehsaason Ki Kitaab Waqt ke panno se kuch guftugu ki hai maine jo zaruri thi mere zindagi ki kitaab mein. "Jahaan har ehsaas ek nazm bani, jo baatein, ehsaas aur khwahishein hum bayan na kar sake, unhe maine alfaaz ke motiyon mein piroya hai." Yeh Ehsaason Ki Kitaab un sab ke liye hai jo apne dil ke jazbaat ko alfaaz mein dhoondhte hain. Har nazm aapse kuch kehna chahti hai - kabhi aapka haath thaam kar, toh kabhi aapke dil se guftugu karte hue. Jo ehsaas hum aksar bayan nahi kar paate, maine unhe nazmon ke zariye zinda kar diya hai. Har moti ek daastaan hai, jo zindagi se rubaru karati hai. Yeh kitaab un sab ke liye hai jo har nazm mein apni zindagi ka aks dekhna chahte hain.

Some love stories begin with grand confessions. Theirs begins with exchanged salams, quiet glances, and du'as whispered only to Allah. Meher has always believed that whatever is written by Allah will find its way to her. Mustafa has never been one to chase what isn't meant for him. When their paths cross through family, neither of them expect a simple meeting to become part of a much greater story. As friendships grow, families become intertwined, and hearts are tested by patience, they begin to learn that the most beautiful love stories are not rushed, they are written by Allah at the perfect time. A halal slow-burn romance filled with family, faith, laughter, and the quiet beauty of trusting Allah's plan. If you stumble upon my book, then I hope you find yourself falling in love with it 🫶🏻 Thank you for choosing love written in patience ❤️

They say heartbreak is inevitable in love but Fareeha didn't believe in this phrase because she had a fairytale kinda love that had her gigling and kicking her feet in excitement everytime her lover's name popped up on her phone screen. She had fallen so deeply in love not knowing that everything that falls must break and when the realisation came it was too late. She had already hit the ground and the fall was on her. Now she had gathered pieces of her heart together and what must she do with them if not try to stitch them together.

Some stories are written with ink. Others are written with tears. Sahiba's was written by Allah. Born into a family that once knew happiness, Sahiba, lovingly called Bobby, grows up believing that love is enough to overcome every hardship. But life has other plans. Loss steals her childhood. Dreams are left unfinished. Relationships break. Hearts are tested. In her search for love, acceptance, and a place to belong, Sahiba walks through pain that few could understand. Yet every time the world turns away from her, she finds herself returning to the One who never does. This is not the story of a perfect girl. It is the story of an ordinary girl who survives extraordinary trials through patience, faith, and the quiet strength of her heart. A journey of family, sacrifice, heartbreak, hope, and healing. Because sometimes... when no one knows your story, Allah does. Inspired by real-life experiences.

Book cover source: Pinterest. A bit of reality, a bit of fiction. Prepare yourself for a thrilling ride full of surprises and unexpected turns. "Her sister's Vengeance" is a story that will keep you on the edge of your seat. This story is about a young girl who aspires to become wealthy. She fought against poverty and pursued education to become successful. Aabroo, loved her sister deeply and would do anything for her. However, marriage has turned Maryam's life into misery instead of happiness. This misery leads to Maryam losing her life, and Aabroo, who loves her sister so much, seeks revenge for what happened to her sister. In the process, she marries Aaryan! Her sisters husband. Will Aabroo succeed with her vengeance? What will happen to Aabroo after she succeeds? Read the story to find out more. Thank you for reading. All rights reserved.

Between Rubble and Prayer is a collection of deeply personal poems inspired by the lives of ordinary people enduring the devastation of war in Gaza. Told through imagined first-person voices, each poem explores a different story-a grieving parent, a frightened child, a lone survivor, a devoted believer, a doctor, a neighbour, or someone clinging to hope amid unimaginable loss. These poems are not intended to document any one person's experience. Instead, they seek to honour the resilience, faith, love, grief, and humanity that can endure even in the darkest of circumstances. Through themes of family, loss, remembrance, patience (*sabr*), and unwavering trust in Allah, the collection reflects on what it means to hold onto hope when everything else has been taken away. From the silence left by empty homes to whispered du'as beneath broken skies, every page invites the reader to pause and remember that behind every headline are people with names, dreams, families, and stories. Between Rubble and Prayer is a poetic meditation on suffering and compassion, and a reminder that even in the shadow of destruction, faith can remain unbroken, love can outlive loss, and the human spirit can continue to bear witness.

Humne aksar gumrah logon ko hidayat paate to dekha hi hai, Gunahon ki raah chhod hidayat ki raah eikhtiyar karte lekin baaz dafa bahut se log aur kahin na kahin hamara bhi unn logon mein shumar hai, jo seedhi raah par chal rhe hote hain. Lekin phir hamari zindagi mein kuch aise hadsat-o-waqiyat pesh aate hain ya hamare kuch gham jo hamari achchi bhali zindagi ko aise mutasir karte hain ki hum seedhi raah chhod gunahon ki raah eikhtiyar kar lete hain. Hum na jaane kis sukoon ki talash mein nikal padte hain. "Banda e momin" bhi aisi hi kahani ko pesh karti hai. To chalein shuru karte hain. Aik naya safar jahan hum milenge kuch aise kirdaron se jin mein kahin na kahin aapko apna aap nazar aayega. Kya woh kirdaar hidayat paa payenge ya phir apni baaki ki zindagi bhi gumrahiyat ki nazar kar denge?

Some people are felt before they are known. When mysterious replies begin appearing in Zareen Saif's private notebook, she becomes determined to find the stranger who understands her better than anyone else. But in a city full of secrets, not everyone is who they seem. As Zareen gets closer to uncovering the identity behind the messages, she realizes that some secrets were never meant to be found-and some connections were written long before two people ever met. But some stories begin long before people meet. And some duas are answered before the azaan ends. ✨ If you love slow-burn romance, mystery, suspense, hidden identities, emotional twists, and thrilling secrets that keep you guessing until the very end, this story is for you. 🌙📖

Ayla Al‑Thani learned silence early. Not out of weakness, but out of faith. In Doha, she is known, but rarely understood. Emir Kaya lives by discipline, carrying power like armor. Their meeting is brief, meant to be forgotten. But duty remembers. Families decide before hearts speak. A marriage forms without promises. Between cultures and expectations, patience becomes their language. In quiet prayers and shared restraint, love begins to grow - slowly, through dua....

Saad was diligently running the nib of pen on the half-finished paper, and Dua was lovingly staring at him, regardless of the presence of the professor Mr.Humayun, her soft palm was resting under her chin, and her free hand was absent-mindedly playing with the cover of the book. "Please concentrate." Saad said in a low voice, without looking at her. "Kar toh rahi hoon concentrate itne handsome ladke pe." Dua replied to him with a lopsided smile, and He was feeling so shy to even think of any answer. "Kyun?" He asked her casually. "Pasand karne lagi hoon tumhe. Saad." She answered him with an innocent smile, and Saad was trying to hold onto his overwhelming emotions for this beautifully silly girl. He quickly lowered his gaze, and tried to move the pen on the paper, but it wasn't as easy as He assumed it to be. "Nikaah kar lo mujhse...Allah kasam main tumhe shadi ke baad padhai karne se bilkul nahi rokungi." Dua said in a hopeful face, and Saad almost lost his breath at her irrational suggestion. • This story is about Dua and Saad, two people with different mindsets, beliefs, thoughts, and merits. They are utterly incompatible with each other. Saad is a career oriented guy. He is calm, sophisticated, and intelligent. He isn't into sports and entertainment, his life revolves only around the pages of thick books. Dua is a carefree and lively girl, She is totally a filmy drama. She takes nothing seriously in her life. For her, studies are nothing but a unmanageable responsibility given to innocent people like her. By the grace of Allah She has everything in her life, but she was looking for a partner, whom She could make crazy with her 24/7 chattering. What do you think, will Dua make a place for herself in Saad's heart? Will she win his trust? To know how this insane girl changes the routine of an innocent boy. Do read "Dua Ki Mohabbat."

she fell for her, hard. with no dignity left.

Flashback: I looked across to my side leaning my chin on the palm of my hand, my elbow resting on the wooden desk. Faces blurred with my vision concentrating just on her. Her light brown braids fell down her shoulders, her pencil tracing the lines of her rosy soft lips. I leaned further in to see her deep brown eyes flick from the whiteboard to her desk, a strand of her curly hair falling on her forehead, lightly prickling her left eye. I took in her beauty, how can anyone be so beautiful? Her gaze shifted from her desk to face me, her position mimicking mine. Not only was she looking at me, all the faces in the room were staring at me. I raised my brows in a questioning way as she gestured for me to look towards my desk. Smiling, I looked forward, but my expression changed. Laughs filled the room, but only one echoed in my ears, hers. The woman in front of me had one of her hands on her hips, with the other on my ear. As her hold tightened, I rose from my chair. The laughs grew louder as I plead to her, "sorry miss". She let go of my ear and resumed the lesson. I glanced at her, with my puppy dog eyes, as she burst out laughing her melodious laugh. I once again leaned forward, again losing myself in her world. Flashback Ends. A smile spread across my face at the sweet memory.

If you can't remove a special person from your mind, making a dua to forget someone you love might help. As per your situation, read a dua to forget someone you love, which will help you move on and find peace. To know more, you can visit: https://www.surahdua.com/dua-to-forget-someone-you-love/.