Ezekiel entered the deep forest, he looked around and noticed that he's been transferred to the lands of earth. He changed himself into the clothing of earth and walked towards the sound of water. He felt like something was pulling him towards it. He walked towards the river and when the view came in, he stopped. There, in the river was the same girl he met three days ago, but on earth it would be almost three years. Bathing in the river. Water dripping from her body, as she came out on the surface of the river, her hands moving her hair back from her face, the moonlight shining on her n**d body, like adorning it with glory. He took in the scene, breathing in deeply, and as she turned towards him, his cyan eyes met her dark brown ones, a minute later, shyness covered her face, eyes wide, she went down in water, just her hair floating above. Ezekiel swallowed the lump formed in his throat and turned around. His eyes closed, like saving the image of the beauty. He mentally hit himself, on his shameful behaviour. But he was lost for words as he heard the steps coming towards him. He turned towards the girl, eyes down on the land. But as she came and stood infront of him, a dagger held at his throat, he looked up. Thankful, that now the girl was clothed, a white cloth wrapped around her wet body. Water still dripping from her hair, wetting her sheer covering. "I can kill you here, and nobody would know!" She said, tightening her grip on the dagger, looking directly in his eyes. Without thinking, Ezekiel held her hand which was hold the dagger, and tugged it towards him, pulling her close. "Try, if you can!"

Noddy - not a very suitable name for a muslim girl right, but that's what she calls herself, with not a single ounce of faith in anybody, and with personality of that of a bad girl, she's not here to take anybody's shit. From a sweet little girl to a totally intolerable one, she's suffered a lot. Thinking of a muslim girl, what comes to our mind is hijab and totally covered figure, but not raked in shorts and crap tops, with great skills of fighting. Whose tongue is all covered in curses rather than the recitings. They say a child's mind during his early years is like mud, you have to shape it rightly to turn it into a beautiful creation or you'll see its devastation. A girl is the greatest blessing of god, that's what muslim community says. But the irony is not all follow what they preach. The story is about what's behind the curtains of beautiful people and their beautiful smiles. The story is about a someone tangled up in her own mess while someone who's carving his way with his pure soul and pious love and compassion for everyone. They meet and suddenly their is a clash of different worlds, but instead of disaster, it results in genesis. It results in the finding of the purest of ll feelings, love. It results in getting away from all satires and ironies and finding their own strengths and weakness, moulding their own minds into beauty and weaving their own story with the threads of fate. But not everything goes so smoothly does it, even for a caterpillar to turn into a butterfly, it has to stay in the cocoon of his own mess, to fight with his own evils to come out with flying colors.