WAJIHA- A PURE SOUL

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(Wajiha's pov)  The world will never stop for you. But, you can try doing that wonder, so the world can look back at you with pride, amaze and dignity. What defines you is humanity that is still existing within you and every good deed brings peace. Capturing memories isn't important, capture hearts and you will create million more memories. In this virtual world with billions and trillions of fake faces, be the real one.  I have been born and brought up in a muslim family. A totally typical muslim family. And I repeated that again because, Islam these days is being taken for granted by every other human, and the one who respects and follows it and the love of Allah is still existing in his heart, he is probably a true muslim.  5 prayers in a day, regular Qur'an recitation, wearing a hijab and reciting some duas regularly isn't it. Islam is way more vast than you think. The goodness that you need to inherit, the purity which is supposed to be maintained. The smiles you spread and inhumanity you erase etc etc etc. Is all counted.  Every good habit you follow is Islam for me. And today I proudly place Islam over everything and above.  I am an opinionated girl, i keep my point straight in front, even if I'm uncomfortable to. As an introvert I feel that's very hard to do, but that's something inherent and I can probably never change it. I hate if people are corrupt, partial or irritating. Anyone of these qualities will result in me maintaining a 2 km distance from most of the humans.  Now, enough of my introduction, let me come to the point. I did the right thing by commenting on ateef or I should've shut my mouth and stayed quite like others did? The answer is still unknown as the upcoming results of the unexpected situations will be the actual answer.  I felt, he wanted to support him as a friend, but, at a point where he shouldn't have jumped in, a point where aleem could clear things and make things going. Vani is still the same stubborn and stubborn. I do not know what unnecessary drama she may create tomorrow but, for now I was done for the day!             I was leaving for home, my van uncle arif bhai,called me up. I was in the canteen buying coke and some snacks so that I could have it on my way home and when I turn back, tanaan… I see a known face standing in front of me, he was not expected at this point of time and he seemed irritating at the moment. ATEEF!!  I need an explanation from you, he said. I have forgotten to mention that nobody can beat me when it comes to ignoring people for a reason or without a reason. And at this point of time I wanted to activate that skill of mine and just crossed him, heading towards our college gate.  Wait wajiha, he shouted. How does he know my name?? And I involuntarily turned back with a fatal look on my face!! Upon that he gave me a 32 inch wide smile, which now seemed 200% extra irritating and not-so-cute!  He ran towards me, and I too started walking in the opposite direction. I thought he would actually fight and argue over some more silly things but, he said THANK YOU. IT'S A HEARTFELT ONE.   I then, continued walking towards my van and reached home as usual but, mentally, I was wasting my pricelessly precious time thinking about an unimportant issue by my involuntary mind, as it thought it is either a game plan or some hidden surprise and I had to be ready to face it anyway.  After freshening up, I went up to my room and took my legs up sitting comfortably on my bed and grabbed my cell phone. I saw a message popping up on my screen from an unknown number, THANK YOU, ONCE AGAIN!  Author's Note: WHY IS ATEEF THANKING WAJIHA? HE SHOULD RATHER BE ANGRY.  AND WHAT DO YOU THINK IS GONNA HAPPEN  NEXT. HOW DID ATEEF GET WAJIHAS NUMBER?  THINK.. THINK!!! SEE YOU IN THE 8TH CHAPTER. 
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