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I am not a writer. I am just a girl whom Allah gave a heart that feels too deeply 🥀
I don't just read stories, I absorb them. I keep people's pain inside me. I remember small details that everyone forgets. A broken dialogue, an incomplete dua, a look that said everything but words said nothing 🖤
For a long time I had no place to pour all this. So I started writing. Not because I wanted to be an author. Because if I didn't write, I would have drowned in my own feelings 📚
I write at night, mostly. When the world is quiet. When my heart is the loudest. I write about the sukoon we all search for, about halal love that has haya, about sabr that hurts but still heals 🌙
Every story I write is a hidden part of me that I never showed to anyone. My childhood, my insecurities, my unsaid duas at 2 am, my tawakkul when nothing was going right but I still said Alhamdulillah 🤲
I am still learning. I am still broken in many places. But I am trying to turn my brokenness into something beautiful that can give someone else hope ✨
If you ever read my words and your eyes get a little teary and your heart whispers "ye toh mere dil ki baat hai"... just know, you are not alone. We are healing together 🤍
Halal over haram, always and forever.
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They say, it is not always necessary that love comes first and then Nikkah. Sometimes Nikkah...