Windows were rolled down and she was driving the car calmy.
The smell of monsoon winds was giving a refreshing sensation all around her senses.
She was dressed in a Navi blue floral frock with light blue, royal blue and white flowers on it, it reaches till her knee pairing it with white tights and a light blue scarf wrapped around her neck, she was blossoming under the sunlight.
Her half hair was clipped in a catcher and remaining was hanging low on her waist, some short bangs were dancing around her face when the wind hit them.
She entered the parking lot and parked her car at an empty spot. She picked up her purse from the passenger seat, get down from the car and start walking towards the grocery store.
She was about to enter when someone came out pushing his trolley.
She gasped
familiar stranger!
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Alizey PoV
The person standing in front of me was the same as the one I saw at the graveyard.
I stopped in my track when a young lady the same as my age came out from behind him checking a paper in her hands.
"Bhai check the bill again have we bought everything Ami asked..... " She looked up from the paper and her eyes landed on my frozen self. She paused and asked pointing towards me " Alizey ?"
" Zareen? " A memory sparked in my brain.
" Yeah! " she squealed while laughing like an idiot she was.
" Wow! When did you return from Islamabad? " I asked genuinely happy at our reunion.
"A few weeks ago. Tell me how is everyone Alina, Ayesha, Aunties? " she asked bubbling with excitement.
" Everyone is perfectly fine. Give us a visit sometime ." I wholeheartedly invited her to my place.
He cleared his throat.
"Ah... Alizey this is Hadi Bhai"
" Hadi Bhai? " I squealed with utter shock gapping like a fish, he was lanky fellow back then. He smirked enjoying my reaction.
" I was wondering where I had seen this man he seem so familiar. Oh, man! You are grown-up, " he chuckled
I was obviously looking like an Asian aunty!
" Nice to meet you Alizey, I know I turned more handsome," He bragged playfully.
Zareen rolled her eyes and I said
" Keep dreaming about it "
" Jealous people! "
he smiled and pushed the trolley towards his car
" See you soon," he said with a welcoming smile.
" Sure! " I happily agreed and turned towards Zareen.
" Zareen, give me your contact number first," I said while searching for my mobile phone in my bag.
We exchange numbers and bid bye to each other.
Oh, I have to tell this to Ayesha who have I met today.
I waved at her and entered the grocery store with a small basket because I don't have to buy many things. Almost forgetting why I was here.
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The speaker continued beeping telling that the phone hasn't been received,
" Salam! What's up beautiful? " Her gleeful voice hit my eardrums ' hard '.
" Walikum asalam! Sky. " I said while glancing up. I got inside the car and fastened my seat belt. I know she must have rolled her eyes.
" You are out? Alone? Where did you vanish after school? " She bombards her questions at me.
" Yes, I am out, alone, I went to the grocery store to buy some stuff mama asked for " I answered all of them in a go.
" What about the playfulness in your voice Is Dawood Bhai coming to take us? " She teased I rolled my eyes ' Many wishes like this ' I thought.
Now my car was on the road, earphones in my ears, mobile phone placed in the container.
" Stupid! " I 'praised' her.
" So what I was talking about, I met Zareen today! " I told her
"Who?" Then after a while " Oh! ...." She trailed
" Really! " She squealed with excitement and my ears were about to bleed.
" Yup! " I said " and you know Hadi Bhai was with her too"
" Oh, nice... ! "
I heard some shuffling on the other side then she ask " So when are we meeting? Let's plan a meet up "
I changed the gears and slow down the car because the speed breaker was in front.
" Yeah sure, this Saturday would be convenient. Crash at my place! " All done in a go *smirks*
" Okay, great"
" Girl I am hanging up, talk to you later " then we bid bye and ended the call.
Zareen was our childhood friend but when we were in sixth grade she shifted to Islamabad with her family.
I don't know what is the reason behind her return but I am happy that our triangle completed again. Hadi Bhai is her brother, approximately five years elder than us. Back then he always acted like a saviour for us because teachers use to call any elder and we use to drag him.
A small smile was dancing on my lips
I turned the radio on, I was switching through channels when a voice caught my attention. I focus on his words, it was a nasheed.
" Thousands I met, thousands are gone but one is always with me, you are the one almighty, may your blessings be upon me "
I smiled Allah is the one almighty!
" You guide me when I was lost, you find me when I couldn't find myself, May your blessings be upon me "
I don't know what to say I am at a loss of words. My whole life was replying in my mind .....
" My fragile heart always grief over these mournful life realities, but then I still try to stand cause it's not the end, May your blessings be upon me "
Now tears were brimming in my eyes but I blink them back.
" You made me fall in love with fate cause You are the writer of my story, the Raheem and the Qadeer, May your blessings be upon me. "
My surrounding was gone by now, it was only me and the Nasheed and my whole life replying in my mind like a movie, it is like he is talking about me.
Grief, Mournful life realities, Baba's death! All the hardships after him.
Fate, Dawood! We don't know each other, we haven't talked ever but still, he is my fate and I am destined to be his!
I don't love him but I haven't thought about any man except him.
I don't know what next is coming in my life,
Love or Lose!
But now, I am not afraid cause He is the writer of my fate!
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I reached home. After putting shoppers on the dining table I directly went to my room, mom was currently at work and Alina was sleeping, probably.
I entered my room, slammed the door shut and leaned against it, trying to calm my thumping heart, the decision I had made in the car will change my life completely. I closed my eyes to calm my nerves and took deep breaths.
My phone started ringing. Younus Uncle, caller ID tells. I took a breath, smiled and received the call.
" Asalam o alikum, Uncle " I greeted warmly
" Walikum asalam. Alizey? " I was taken aback, the voice which greeted back doesn't belong to uncle Younus!
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