ROAD TO WORDS AND MOMENTS BY AMMARAH ARIF

'It's not my mistake. H . Z always came to me himself.' I placed my head in Zabbie's lap.

'I told you before that I would stop you the day If I will feel you are wrong.' Now I was quite relaxed.

'RAINA told him about my ...

'Enough... You are fine. You don't need to say anything about yourself.' She stopped me at once.

'That's what he says too! As soon as I remembered him, my voice became teary.

'DO YOU MISS HIM?' And I directly said 'NO' on this question.

'So why does your accent change when you talk about it? Tears well up in your eyes. You have never tried to analyze why he comes so closer to you.' My eyes delighted with the breaky tears again.

No, I can't cry for him. He seems to be mine, but he isn't mine.' I felt he was standing in front of me as I closed my eyes firmly and hid my head in her lap. 

'Despite that day, he held my hand. For the first time in my life, he made me deem secure.' I confessed in a soft voice. 

'The way to love God is through His creatures!' She made my problem easier by saying one sentence.

'ZABBIE!' I listened to that voice as someone entered my room, but it wasn't my imagination; I could see him standing in my room.

'How are you?' He sat aside to her. I was feeling weird sitting between them.

'I am happy with my children; you can even see this!' She crossed her fingers on his forehead.

'I want permission!

I want to spend some moments with her!' (Unbelievable, he came here for me!)

'Along the way, teach her to see in the eyes of people while talking to them.' She left both of us alone in the room.

Time indeed stood still

And who says time stops for someone

Ever for someone at some point moments actually stops

And waits in forgetfulness!

In ignorance, it waits for the lost passengers to return!

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We both entered an open lounge from the entrance door.

'Why are we here; I mean, whose house is this, and why have you brought me here?' Her eyes were circling the roofs of the house.

   'TO TELL YOU MY LIFE STORY!' He closed the door and moved inside. There was complete silence in the house like nobody lived there!

He selected a corner of the lounge and there.

He pointed me to sit next to him.

'I have never felt a woman's love since childhood. Luckily, God blessed me back to my mother now.' He had broke silence after a while.

Leaned against the wall, H.Z's both arms were on their knees.

'I haven't felt man's love and protection after that incident.' I was continuously looking at him.

I heard woman is another name for love, and HE enriched me with my mother's love to make me understand this!' There was a lot of respect in his tone.

      'I heard men are protectors, and I've seen it happen before my eyes.' I could not reduce my ungratefulness even though I wanted to.

'Our stories coincide like our eyes always did!' Maybe he wants me to understand something.

'I also got my mother now, and I met you now. Did you get the meaning?' Now to get the answer, he looked me in the eyes.

'THE TWO DESTINATIONS WERE TO MEET!

He blessed me back with my mother, and He blessed you with me!' 

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The rain was rushing down. The streets were gleaming with some raindrops and some headlights.

The scent of rain wafted through me.

'Listen! ,,, Don't you feel fearful of the darkness?' Earlier she used to talk to me with such dread.

'Just tell me!' We wandered together, and we could feel the drizzling drops around us.

',,, WHAT,,,?' She stopped while walking.

'I am with you, still, so what did this darkness do make you so dreadful?'

I looked at her. Like really, I was looking at her. Her eyes meet mine, and I stare soothingly to acquire the answer precisely.

(The most calming stunning flow of the sea in her eyes is more unpredictable for me) And I really whispered to myself.

'That day! The same rain and cold breezes, and It is a terrible feeling, the pain of not being loved even by your blood relations.' I have never seen eyes as dark as hers.

'You don't even feel cold in this rain?' She was walking with me.

'I do feel,,, ' I stood in front of her smiling;

'Let's sit in the car,

 She moved towards the car, but the memory of the moments she spent with me stopped her footsteps.

'But you love to wander in the rain in the winter.' 

She turned around and saw me.

'These are the moments when I feel like I don't want to waste them.' She couldn't stand my constant gaze.

She looked around herself whether at this moment; she couldn't see anyone going from this road.

'No! I loved this moment. It feels good to walk with you in these fragrant scents.' I smiled and started walking again.

'WHY?' She wanted to know me now.

'You live here! Right?' I pointed out to her house with my fingers, and she nodded her head as, in a sense, YES.

'When you'd get out of this door, you will feel this land under your feet; you will remember me.

This way,,, 

Sounds of our footsteps,,, 

your fear flowing in the water of the rain,,, 

you will remember everything.

AND MAYBE THAT'S WHAT REMINDS YOU OF ME!' 

She was looking at me in amazement,,, 

Maybe she was feeling the sparkle in my eyes.

'When will you come again?' She moved towards the door of her house, but she turned again and saw me.

'We'll meet every day now because I don't want to waste my life.' She smiled and went back.

She was changing because of him. That feeling was so adorable. 

My heart never wanted to leave you! I whispered to myself.

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All the files got scattered in the room, but she didn't get her documents. 

Today was the when she was going to step into her bright fortune but her records,,, She doesn't know where they were?

She closed the door of the file closet and turned behind.

'HWW!' All the files in her hand plunged.

'HEY! you get scared very quickly.' She felt like DURAN was making fun of her.

'A... Are you allowed to,,, come in this room without permission?' She picked up all the scattered material in a hurry.

'RELAX! No one is here to scare you! DURAN bent down and tried to help her.

'I,,, am going.' She pulled her hand back in a quaking state.

'OKAY!' He picked up all the files and turned back with the glaring eyes of HAZAN reaching him.

'Oops! I came here to give you a report.' He placed the file before him.

'An army officer got martyred, and the place contacted burnt to ashes.' He was slowly looking at the file, and his heart was sinking.

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If everything was going to be alright, then what was the meaning of staying behind.

That was the moment when I dressed beautifully, and I hid myself with a soft scarf to give my life another chance. 

MY NEW LIFE!

I can see the prayer mat placed before me.

Before raising my hand for worship, I fell down in prostration.

Prostration of gratitude

Prostration of love and devotion

I did not say anything from my God in prostration, neither did I ask__ I could not find the words,,, The adoration was not coming on her lips__ but may he understands the language of the lips without any hesitation__ may HE listen to the voice of soul without speaking__

'OH' ALLAH! My eyes and my hands were shaking violently, 

       'I AM FEELING LIKE YOU HAVE LISTENED TO ME!'

I didn't want to show him that tears were tumbling in my eyes, but I was just present in HIS court to please HIM.

PROSTATE IS THE FAVORITE DEED TO ALLAH

      'This prostration is for glorifying me in my new life. 

      This prostration is only to please you.' And I couldn't do anything else.

'How is the pain?

How is the misery? I felt all these agonizing emotions before, but Now I have a happy life.' I was actually grateful for this moment.

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