bound by fate

This is the story of a young man who is the only heir to a grand royal family in London. His name is Haroon, and his father’s name is Jamal. Haroon is an incredibly kind-hearted and well-mannered young man — a blue-eyed, charming, and dignified soul. He is 25 years old, and his parents raised him with the finest values and care. When Haroon was only twelve years old, his parents moved to London. Despite living there, he not only possesses excellent manners but also holds a deep interest in Islam. He has memorized the Holy Quran and always tries his best to live his life according to its teachings. Simple by nature, devoted to worship, and pure at heart, Haroon’s personality is truly admirable. Haroon’s friend Ali is also his companion in every journey. Ali has a cheerful and friendly personality. The two are best friends and are often seen together at university. Haroon now tells us the story of his successful life in his own words. Today, Ali and I arrived at the university as usual. We were rushing toward our class when suddenly my eyes fell upon an incredibly beautiful girl. She was dressed in black, with green eyes and a golden hijab. I was left stunned because I had never seen anyone dressed like that in London before. I said to Ali, “Ali, look! A dress like that in London… she doesn’t seem like she’s from here.” Ali smiled and replied, “Yeah, maybe she’s new here. I’ve never seen her before either. Come on, let’s ask where she’s from.” I laughed softly and said, “Alright, enough. Let’s go! We’re already late, and the professor will throw us out of class.” We quickly made our way into the classroom and took our seats. After class ended, Ali said, “Man, let’s eat something from outside today. I’m tired of having the same food every day.” I replied, “Alright then, today it’s on me. Eat whatever you want, wherever you want.” Ali grinned happily. “Well then, this is going to be fun!” I smiled and said, “Let’s make a travel plan somewhere.” Ali asked excitedly, “Sounds great! You tell me, where should we go?” With a smile, I replied, “Let’s go to Pakistan. I’ve heard there’s so much to see there, and I’ll also get to learn a lot more about Islam because Pakistan is an Islamic country.” Ali gave a light smile and said, “Of course. Pakistan is very beautiful. Once you see it yourself, you’ll believe me. You’re going to love it there. And yes, when we go, you’ll stay at my house. We have our own home there. You just decide when we should leave.” After thinking for a few moments, Haroon said, “Alright then, let’s go in two or three days.” Ali nodded. “Okay, I’ll head home now as well.” With that, their conversation ended. Ali left for his home, while Haroon also returned to his house. As soon as Haroon reached home, an unusual feeling settled in his heart. He walked straight to his mother and spoke in a soft voice, “Ammi jaan, I want to talk to you about something…”