In The Midst Of Serendipity

|Chapter 09| A Change For The Worst Side

"Ya Allah! Mujhe is mushkil waqt se nikal de. Mujhe koi Rasta dikha. To boht Raheem aur Rehman ha. Ay! Mere Malik aur mere Khaliq. Meri madad farma. Mujhe is mushkil k ghari se nikalne ka koi Rasta dikha de. Mae boht pareshan hu lekin Mae janti hu k Mera Allah mujhe kabhi Akela nhi chorega. Meri madad kr, Malik. Meri madad kr."

(Oh Lord! Take me out of my misery. Show me some way. You are The Most Merciful. Oh Lord! Help me. Show me some way to get out of this situation. I'm really worried. But I know that my Lord will never leave me alone. Help me, my Lord. Help me)

Her eyes brimmed with tears and she couldn't hold herself. She broke into loud sobs and just cried. She knew that her Almighty will never judge her. Only He is the One who will listen to her without being judgemental. Allah loves his creation more than 70 moms. He will never burden someone more than it's capability. He tested his righteous people and Shiza is one of them.

Allah tested the people in order to see that how they will overcome the adversity. Will they still stand with the right or in problems and angst, they will take the side of wrong? Only the righteous people will never leave the side of light. They will always be patient and keep their firm belief in God. After crying for hours, Shiza stood up from her place. She folded the prayer mat and placed it on the night stand. She undid her scarf and draped it on her shoulder. She sat down on the bed and once again got lost in her wonderland.

She was remembering how much her family had suffered in the span of just three months. They were thrown out of their house. Got shifted into a small tacky cottage but still trying to live, is their willpower to not lose hope. They are struggling but still had a firm belief in their Almighty. They know that one day he will show them the way to get out of this misery. Shiza took a deep breath and wiped her tears. She doesn't know when her miseries will end.

Will they ever even end? She spent her entire night in thinking about the ifs and buts. Her eyes refused to blink even an ounce of sleep. Her mind was clouded with thoughts from everything to nothing. She barely tried to sleep. All she could think was how will she get out of these dark days?....
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Shiza's POV
This morning I woke up late. Maybe the reason of me awake till late. I looked myself at the mirror and my eyes were red and puffy. My cheeks were pale. Maybe it's the tension seeping inside me. I washed my face with fresh water and wiped my face with the towel. I came out of my room and saw that khala was cooking in the kitchen. I walked inside the kitchen and asked khala while helping her in the chores

"Do you need anything, khala?"

Khala turned to me and a look of confusion etched onto her face. She asked me

"Are you going out today?"

I nodded my head and told her

"Yes, I had left my phone number for a house and I got an interview today. Hopefully, I will return with good news."

Khala smiled and stated

"Inshallah, beta. Bas himmat na haro."

(Don't lose hope)

I smiled lightly and took the omelet on the table. As we sat down, I questioned Khala

"Where's Bisma?"

Khala answered while filling my plate with food

"She has an early class today so she left early."

I nodded my head and began eating. After that I came back in my room to get dressed. I wanted to look presentable so that if anyone will see me will not think that I am exactly like that Zohra Aunty had explained people. Although, this place is quiet far away from the Haveli but still rumor has legs. They can spread fast. I was about to leave when my door was knocked. Khala was standing there. I asked her