DESTINED

CHAPTER 1

Life is unpredictable and indeed it was true. We live in a world where money means EVERYTHING and Relationships means NOTHING.

ADIVA:

     I woke up hearing my alarm sound indicating me that it's time for fajr. I got up lazily from the bed shooing away my beauty sleep and moved out of my bed and went inside the small washroom. Finishing my morning duties, i stood in front of the bathroom mirror holding my brush in one hand and the paste in another. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled brightly showing my 32 teeths and started to brush my teeth in a rush and washed my face using my favourite face wash. Finishing my wudhu, i came out of the washroom when the cool air hit my face. My teeths started to clatter and rubbing my palms together,i went and wrapped my scarf around my head and started to offer my fajr salah. Finishing my salah,i got up and folded my musallah and kept it aside and moved towards my bed. I folded my fluffy and slightly torn quilt perfectly and arranged my bed. I looked around my small room, which is not less than a store room. My family throws all kind of unwanted and useless things here and so am i. Even i was considered as an useless and unwanted person in their life and so here i am. Thinking all this, tears brimmed my eyes. I rubbed my eyes immediately and kept a happy smile on my face saying, "Alhamdullilah, Everything happens for a reason" and moved down the stairs to prepare a hot coffee for myself.

I went inside the kitchen and shocked looking at the mess. The sink has been filled with all kind of dirty dishes and empty beer bottles which has been laying on the floor. The trash can were fully loaded and overall the kitchen smelled yuck. Looking at the sight, i sighed and covered my face with my dress scarf and moved towards the sink. I started to wash all the utensils as fast as i can and dried them and kept in on it's places. Finishing one of my toughest task, i turned around and looked at the floor. I saw beer bottles and moved towards it and picked it making a face and said, "Ya Allah, please show him the right path" and throwed it on the garbage. I sweep the floor and mopped it with the floor cleaner and cleared the garbage. It took me an hour to finish all this work and i removed my scarf being dead tired with all these works. I was sweating even at this minus degree temperature of Chicago. I looked at the clock and saw, it was almost 6.30 in the morning. It was snowing outside and everyone's here having a sound sleep enjoying the weather, but me? Chuck it off, i thought, and moved towards my room to have a good hot shower to get rid of this bad smell from my body which caused due to the cleaning of that nasty kitchen. I switched on the heater and opened the tap. Though the heater was a old one, it worked good. I took a quick shower and came out of my washroom and dressed myself in an old winter clothes, which has been given by my step-sister which she has thrown at me after using it for a month. I moved towards my dresser and stood in front of it. The mirror doesn't give me a proper image, due to the humidity. I wiped the mirror with a waste cloth and then brushed my long med reddish brown hairs with too much care which has almost reached my back. I got the same hair as of my mother. I'm almost a ditto copy of my mother, with green eyes and cute dimple on my cheeks. Suddenly i remembered my days with my loving mother. I was her only child and her world. She loved me from the bottom of her heart and pampered me with all love. I was her princess and she was my queen. But not everything lasts forever right? I smiled faintly thinking of our beautiful memories and the worst day of my life, where i lost my true happiness, where i lost my childhood, and where i lost my queen and me myself. A pain sting my heart thinking about the worst part of my life. Brushing off those thoughts, i once again moved towards the kitchen to prepare breakfast for all.

I made pancakes, waffles, scrambled eggs along freshly squeezed orange juice. Finished preparing the breakfast, i made coffee for baba and reshu ma. I placed both the mugs in the tray and took it on my hands and moved towards the living area. There they were sitting and enjoying their morning with a happy smile on their face. I moved towards them and forward the tray in front them. They looked at me and the smile on their face changed and received an angry glare from my baba and a shout from reshu ma saying,