Guidance from Quran

It was half past 11 when Alaya reached home. She felt exhausted as she closed the door of the taxi and turned towards her house. Not once did the thought of that stranger leave her mind during her long ride home. But she was forced to forget, as she saw the door of her house. Through the windows on the side, she could see that the lights were still on. A fear crept into her heart when she remembered the lie she had told her dad. Group study at Lilly’s place. Dad can come pick her up at 10. Goodness! He must have called her a million times by now. Alaya looked for her phone in her handbag. It was way deep under all the other stuff and when she took it out it was sticky. It took Alaya a while to realize that it was her leaked lip gloss. Disgusted at her clumsiness, she unlocked her phone to find 13 missed calls from her Dad. Shit! This was it. This was Alaya Mahmood’s end and she hasn’t even written her will.   What was she going to do? There was no way she was entering that hou...

The gentleman who got off the Range rover was well-built and six feet tall. He wore a dark blue suit with a white shirt and a light blue tie. His formally combed dark brown hair was getting swayed due to the wind when he closed the door of his car. He walked forward with his black shoes finished to shine tapping on the concrete road. He stopped when he was just one step away from the sketch that was under his wheel. He waited a moment and bent down to get a hold of it. He pulled the sketch from under the wheel, being careful not to tear the masterpiece. He stood up with the sketch and took a good look at it. After a while, for some unknown reason, he folded it twice and pushed it safely into the inner pocket of his suit. ** Alaya was not having a good day. Her frustration about going to the prom with Max didn’t happen to leave her even for a minute. She was thinking about it on her commute back home, while watching TV and while doing any household chore that her mother was...

                        Alaya tried hard to remember. She spent more than a quarter of an hour staring at her sketch, thinking where she could have seen the kind of charisma that she sees in front of her. But she couldn’t. She couldn’t figure out who it could be or where she must have seen him. It took her a while to come to terms with the fact that she might as well be imagining things. But even when she did, her heart won’t rest because she was close to sure that she must have seen him. For real.                         Alaya’s phone rang while she was still lost in thoughts. With a sigh, Alaya put her sketch down and answered the phone the moment she saw Lilly’s name on screen. “Hey Lill!” Alaya answered in a gloomy voice. “Hey…..sorry if I d...