《HIS SHADES OF LIFE》Chapter 9
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A Dream or Nightmare?
Shahnoor's POV :-
It was all dark, I couldn't make out where I am? I walk ahead even though there is nothing Just blank.
Suddenly I saw something shining, It's a small thing,as I was getting nearer the shine was extending , I stopped and saw a door.The shine or light was coming from the corners of the door.
I than put my hand on the door and slowly pushed it, as it opened, My eyes suddenly shut squeeze, I put my other hand on my eyes protecting them from sudden lights hitting my eyes.I try adjust my eyes and slowly opened them, My eyes widened because of the view i was witnessing, I t was so mesmerizing.Everything was white, each and everything, The walls, The floor and there was a tree in front of me it is also white.There were small lights decorated on the tree, I walked around the tree than I looked at my right and saw a mirror, It was huge with white frame designed.I walked towards it, I saw the reflection of me in it.I was wearing a white dress with white leggings and white dupatta.I was wearing two bangles in each hand and my hair was open spreads on my back and they were wavy this time.
"SHAHNOOR!" Suddenly I heard someone calling me.
"SHAHNOOR! SHAHNOOR! SHAHNOOR!" This time the voice echoed 3 times.
I didn't recognize the voice but Started walking towards it.I don't know why my heart was beating so fast, I clutched the sides of my frock with both hands.
"SHAHNOOR! SHAHNOOR!" The voice echoed again, the thing is that the voice was sounding happy.
I don't know why but I was feeling shy, nervous and happy at the same time.
I halted at my track when I spotted someone, He is a man and his back was facing me.I touched his shoulder, He slowly turned around and my eyes grow wide as I recognize he was the person who I met in my college,The red devil's member who sacred me and hurt me.I took several steps back,
"Shahnoor," He said with a smile.
He was wearing a white shirt and white pants.He than extended his left hand towards me with a warm smile which is reaching to his eyes but his eyes were crying at the same time.The tears didn't came out of his eyes.
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I just looked at his hand than his face confusingly,
"Come, take my hand." He whispered but it was enough for me to hear.
A tear rolled down on his left cheek and My heart broke into million pieces seeing him like that.
"Come here." He said again with a sad smile.
I couldn't see him like this anymore.I slowly walked towards him, I slowly put my right hand forward to hold his hand.I was about to hold his hand but someone grabbed my left arm tightly, My arm was paining.I looked at the person who grabbed my arm but his back was facing me.He was dragging me forcefully with him.I punched and slapped his hand to get free but he was more strong, nothing was working on him.I started crying and looked behind to see him, his smile was still their on his face but was sad, this time his smile wasn't reaching to his eyes.I felt like someone stabbing me with knife in my heart, I felt it's bleeding, pain.
I look in front and saw that the unknown man was dragging me towards dark nothing but only dark.I looked once more behind, he was still there and crying but why isn't he saving me?I want to ask for help but my voice didn't came out,It felt like something was stuck in my throat.
"AHHHHHH!!" I screamed when I felt pain under my foot, I looked down there were Thorns with Black Roses.I looked around,He took me in the darkness, I look at his feet they were also bleeding maybe more than me,
"You are bleeding" I said to him or just whispered.But he didn't stop, he was continuously dragging me,My arms and legs were paining as hell.
"Ya Allah" I whispered in pain.I was crying my heart out.
"Pleeasee, s-stop, it-its hurting.." I told him but he didn't stop.
I than suddenly grabbed his shirt's collar with my right hand and surprisingly he stopped and turned around but still I couldn't make out his face because of the darkness.I was still holding his collar but he slowly removed his hand and freed my arm.I felt nothing but numb there.
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I slowly put my head on his chest and started crying.
"I-I ddon't wwwant to," I was trying to say something to him.
"I-I D-don't wwant tto s-stay anymore wwith you, L--leave me pple-ease , i-ts nothing bbut hhell." I said but he didn't moved nor said anything.
I slowly look up and gasped because he was crying but his tears they were red My heart broke again.I removed my right hand from his collar and put it on his cheek and wiped his tear of BLOOD!
I look at my hand, BLOOD, I took several step back.I once again look in his eyes he was crying, I was scared so I turned around and started running.I look behind while running he was still standing there.My foot were bleeding, they are hurting but I didn't want to stop.I kept running until I bumped into someone.
I shut my eyes as I was about to fall down but it didnt happen.I slowly opened my eyes and saw the person who called me.He wasn't crying anymore but I was crying mess. He hugged me.
"Go back to him." He said to me.
I broke the hug and looked at him confusingly.
"To whom?" I asked.
"The one you ran away from." He said.iI shook my head in negative.
"Go, while I am letting you go." He said with a little forceful smile.
"Whhy-why mme?" I asked.
"Because you are his.."
My eyes slowly opened due to the voice of adhan (Muslim call to prayer).I was breathing hard and I felt numb.I look around I was in my bedroom and ammi was sleeping next to me.I slowly sat up and supported my body with headboard.when I touch my face, I felt something wet on my face, I slowly stand up and walked towards the dressing table and sat on chair.
I was shock to see myself in the mirror, My eyes were red and puffy due to crying, I was looking totally sick because of dry pale lips.
I heard adhan 2nd time again starting, I put my dupatta on my head and closed my eyes than started listening to adhan.
Allahu Akbar! Allahu Akbar! Allahu Akbar! Allahu Akbar!
Ashhadu an la ilaha illa Allah. Ashhadu an la ilaha illa Allah.
Ashadu anna Muhammadan Rasool Allah. Ashadu anna Muhammadan Rasool Allah.
Hayya 'ala-s-Salah. Hayya 'ala-s-Salah.
Hayya 'ala-l-Falah. Hayya 'ala-l-Falah.
Allahu Akbar! Allahu Akbar!
La ilaha illa Allah.
I opened my eyes slowly and felt light headed.My heart felt it's peace in its creator's name.
Its fajr time so I stood up and walked in the bathroom.I washed my face and did my abulation.I came out and wrapped my hijab around my head.I walked in the living room because there will be no one at this time.I want to talk to Allah.
I offered my salah and after completing it, I spread my hand in front of my creator to make dua,
"Ya Allah, I had a dream or I say a nightmare.I don't no what it is, The mans in my dream were making me and my heart restless.This felt so real my lord that still my heart is paining while remembering those scary scenes.Ya Rab, you are the one and only who can heal the hearts.So Ya-Rahman give peace in my heart, make me forget that dream, that place, that man with smile and that man whose tears were made of blood.please have mercy on your worshippers, we are wrongdoers, we are sinner, we are ungrateful people.I accept my fault Ya Rab.So please forgive me, Forgive us because Indeed you are the most merciful."
"Ameen." I whispered and completed my dua.
I felt at peace, thanks to Allah.It was just a dream.
Third person's POV:-
Shahnoor was unaware of the fact that whatever she has seen was not just a dream, It was soon going to be the biggest reality of her life.
Indeed MY LORD TEST HIS LOVED ONES.
To be continued..
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