HER BOOKBINDING STORE

  For the first time when I saw her, she was consuming a perfectly hugged, pink, flawless flora vintage gown. Her tiny feet enabling her to walk in an elegant and nimble-way towards her bookbinding store. Where she was renowned for her Coptic binding and Ebru painting. A sweet soul with classic skills.As I set my eyes on her for the first time. It was hard for me to put off myself back. My heart was ready to break my ribs and appear in my shivering hands. She looked quite coffee-colored and Asian. Her lustrous orbs were still the window to her heart. She appeared accurately like her from the manner of carrying hijab to her unpainted toenails. I wished she could be in my arms the way she used to be. But I could only wish for this.

FIVE YEARS BACK:

It's was our school annual celebration. Students were grouped even CLASS-9B with us. An awful class with almost every single was a high-class bully. I have been a nerd during my academics and have all been atop most target for class 9B. I have to play the character of a grandmother who wears an oversized shirt and skirt with a sweater on top, greyish hairs, shivering legs, and randomly crakes stupid jokes. Just after my act.When I came out of the costume room. Seven boys and six-seven girls having big guns in their hands and a sharp smirk on their lips. For a moment, I was in the middle of nowhere as soon I was again blessed with my senses. I ran insane with my face completely merged with my tears. Before I could go somewhere, A girl from the middle of nowhere came near to and craked a party popper on my face before a could break all that moment that group came near to me .and they all together cheered "CONGRATULATIONS" before I could say anything my alarm panicked like crazy and my dream and night dream at the same moment broked. 

 I'll call you later Maha. My phone is gonna be dead within two minutes. Wait, wait, wait. Will you come to school tomorrow. I have to share a piece of breaking news with you.

What? Tell me right now cause I know you will forget it by tomorrow. I know you from every single vein of yours .''said Maha".

 "I known, You know me. But all the credit goes to me cause I have been bearing you for years, and still, you are not thankful for me. I, ll talk to you later cause I am about to miss my salah(prayers). You go and complete your assignment. Otherwise, you will be asking me for my assignment screenshots. Allah-Hafiz (may God protect you) now bye."I said while putting my phone back with a sweet smile on my face. I knew she would also be having it like mine.

Maha and I had been in a healthy friendship for the past 3 years. Me before wasn't having any idea of healthy and toxic relation without giving a singular comment uttered. She taught me all about it. She showed me how to be a better friend as being a better human. Every single time I watched her soft eyes and appearance remind me of God.Her intention, her dealings, her behavior. The way she carries herself. I realize that God is watching her. Whenever she speaks, my understanding of Allah (God) increases. Her modesty and elegance were entirely beautiful. She was my friend in deen(religion) and a friend indeed. After meeting her, I met God. Hence she was perfectly amazing. She wears a hijab proudly. Her hijab shows love for Allah(God). It was just for God. 

Sun was giving heartwarming heat on a freezing winter month. I was serving my mum in preparing Chicken Briyani. I could take it to maha's house cause it was her Birthday. I want to overwhelm her with her favorite food. Cause she was my foodie. I never knew her 17 birthday could be the worst day for me. After I just got ready and packed her present. I went to my father. So he could drop me at her place as our car turned towards her street. My enthusiasm was at its climax. In my head, I held her shocking face. Seeing me in her doorway. But my psyche was alarming me on something. When we were three to five-doors far. A crowd aroused. All my eyes could witness was a blazing fire on her house and people trying to water it. I was heart captive by the moment. In a wink, I ran out of my car until I was at her gate. I fall on the ground like a Two-year-old kid who was on the floor crying for no reason. Even If I had a reason to cry. I was not crying. Surprisingly I was not having a single tear in my eyes and was dehydrated. What happened next. I don't remember. All I could remember was when I opened my eyes the next time I was in a hospital mattress equipped with medical appliances. I went home lying restless in the hospital as my mother told me I got a panic attack.  

Time flew like it got wings, everyone got normal, things got more real. I remain the same going through depression, anxiety, and panic attacks. I used to cry the whole night. Asking GOD to give my friend back. I was holding hundreds of things that I want someone to listen to. It took me five years to trained myself that the one who used to listen to my stupid stories, jokes, and silly stuff was no more. My mother used to explain it to me ."Humans are GOD's legacy. He has the authority to take its legacy back to him. I try to convince my self for five years until I saw you in Turkey in your Coptic binding store. I was astounded. I really want to speak to you and hug you. But I came back because I can't control my tears.

She was sitting in front of me, completely covered in tears. She lost her memory and can't remember anything.

"Believe me, I don't remember anything. But my heart is admitting whatever you are saying is having a link with me ". Maha said, swabbing her tears.

"Let me show you our photos so it could help you with your memory," I said, taking my phone out of my back. But before I could reach my pockets. Her hands reach for mine. She stopped me. When my eyes meet her, She vocalized," I have given my five years in just finding who I am? From where I am? As you are telling. I have lost myself, my past, and I found you. I don't want to know anything from my past. It could only be a cause of hurt to me. That I don't want anymore." Before I could say something, she holds my hands in hers and said. "Hey sweet-soul, I don't know you, what kind of relationship you are having with me. Let's give a new start as a brand new story with all things new, nothing from the past. She stopped her soft eyes on mine.

Now I knew, I have to help with her happy, successful existence. Helping her in having a beautiful future by attending a peaceful today. Providing her a healthy relationship where we both could make a struggle to grow.

  ONCE SHE SAID TO ME;

   " I WANT BOTH OF US TO TRAVEL WORLD AND PARADISE TOGETHER ."

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