MP3 - Molded Purity, Meaningly Precious, Moderately Pious by Nazia Tarannum (free ebook novel txt) 📕

"Why would someone get so mad just for few flowers? I am sure they must have been for someone special".

I check on the clock and it was time to get ready for the college. I opened my wardrobe and glance on all my dresses. Since my overweight problem, I had no much freedom to choose over variety of dresses.

I always loved getting dressed since my childhood. I decided on a black legging and a royal blue top which had lace work on it and black hijab. My wardrobe was filed most with black and blue as these are my favourite colours.

I get ready for college and rush downstairs to help ammi in preparing breakfast.

"As salamu alaikum ammi, what is for breakfast today I am starving".

Ammi's mobile started ringing and she told me to get her phone form the living room.

"Walikum as Salam beta, I am preparing paneer butter masala with roti, and I want you to prepare those roti's while I answer the call'.

To be frank I am not a good cook, I manage to prepare good coffee and tea but roti's are never round shape. I try to roll a proper roti n it takes an irregular shape.

"Ya Allah Sila, when will you even learn to make a perfect roti beta. In your age I was already married to your abba and look at you now, you are struggling to prepare a simple roti".

I hated this type of conversation with ammi, because I knew it would take a different direction and stop to the point of my marriage. Just to divert the topic I ask ammi as who had given her a call this early morning and if everything was alright.

"Your Sidhra phuphu* had called and was asking to come over her house as today the groom's family is coming to fix the wedding date of Anam and Aamer".

Anam is my first cousin and she had got engaged a month ago. Aamer is her fiancée who is working in an MNC in Dammam in Saudi Arabia. I am really happy for Anam and was looking forward for her wedding.

I and Anam were close buddies since our childhood and Anam is like a year and a half elder to me. Anam met Ayesha when she had come over to our house once and since then she was close to her as well.

"Oh that's good to know ammi, what time are they expected to come and if you are going to be late home I will stay back at Ayesha's place"

"They are expected to come for lunch and yah you can stay back with Ayesha and I will pick you up on the way".

I quickly finish my breakfast and text Ayesha and ask where she is. I was busy with my phone and the doorbell rings. I rush towards the door and open the door and greet Ayesha.

Since we were getting late I pick up my college bag and say ammi Allah hafiz and leave for the college.

"So Sila what have you decided about the offer and did you do istikhara?"

I tell Ayesha about the dream I had last night and she has this crooked smile on her face.

"So Sila it is an indication from Allah for you to accept the offer and you should go ahead with it".

We reach college and Ayesha parks her bike in her usual parking place. Today was the second day of the seminar and I was looking forward to learn more from this seminar and somewhere inside there I was feeling nervous to see Saad Malik.

The morning classes where as usual and I had told Fab Five about the offer I received. They were all excited and happy for me.

Later after the lunch I was passing by Mrs. Sumitha mam's cabin and I overheard my name from a male's voice. My heart started to pound loudly and for some reason I had these butterflies doing somersault inside my stomach as I discovered it was Saad Malik who was talking about me.

I was curious to know what the conversation all about was. So I take small steps toward the cabin and lean a bit over the door and pretend as I was just waiting for someone as there were other students passing by.

"Mr. Malik I do understand that this project is a big investment of your company and I am sure the decision you have made by choosing Sila is worth it. She has been excellent in her academics and the requirements that you are looking for all matches with her".

"I do agree with you Mrs. Sumitha, and I have seen her work when I had been for a NASA* (National Association of Student of Architecture) even held in Delhi and since then I wanted to meet her and learnt about her from the other judges who had been judging this event based on it I decided her for this offer from your college and I hope she full fills all the requirements"

This was the first time I heard this man tell something good about me....and wait........did he tell he saw my earlier designs?

I was trying to reconstruct my thoughts and was unaware when the cabin door opened. My feet all off sudden lost its balance and was above to fall on the ground.

I felt strong arms holding me in mid-air and I open my eyes to see those amazing blue eyes again. He was staring right into my eyes and I started to feel uncomfortable. It seemed as if I had stopped breathing, my heart was beating at a higher rate and was scared that he would hear them. I had these butterflies back in my stomach doing samba now.

He clears his throat and helps me stand on my feet. I try not to look at him and try to fix my hijab.

"I.....I.....am...am.....sorry.....I just lost my balance..." I lowered my gaze and in my stammering tone apologised him.

"You have to be careful about your surroundings Miss. Sila and I hope you don't run into me again later someday". He tells this looking towards me with a straight look on his face where he looked annoyed for the second time because of me.

"Ya Allah what is wrong with me, why do I always meet this person in these situations". I make silent prayers and when I lift my gaze up, he was already walking towards other direction.

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Wudu : Ritual washing to be performed in preparation for prayer and worship.

Phuphu : Father's sister is referred as phuphu.

NASA : It stands for National Association of Student of Architecture

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Saad's POV

"As salamu alaikum Saad beta wake up you getting late for your meeting, your secretary have been trying to reach you on your phone", I hear my ammi calling for me and I am still on my bed trying to get some more sleep,tired of a long meetings and work from past a week.

"Walikum as salam ammi I will be down in a while for breakfast". I check the time on my watch and it shows seven am and my meeting with the Dubai clients was scheduled at 9:00. I immediately drop a text to my secretary to prepare for the meeting and I will join them by 8:45 sharp.

I rush to the washroom and get freshen up and offer my prayers and get dressed in my suite and go downstairs.

I was craving for mom made aloo paratha which have been my favourite dish since I was a child. I don't get much time to spend with my family as I have to be travelling all over the world for my business and I miss mom made food.

I am blessed with a very caring and loving family, my abba Jamal Malik who is a well-known business man in Texas and have chain of hotels in Middle East countries, and my ammi Shahida Malik is a simple and beautiful woman who is also a famous interior designer.

My little sister Sehar Malik, is perusing her bachelors in medicine from one of the best universities in Texas. She was always interested in medicine, whereas my family is mainly into construction and designing. I have always been a protective brother and make sure that no one hurts my little sister.

Ammi was preparing aloo paratha in the kitchen and I join her there. "Ammi I am really getting late can you please serve me the breakfast". "Saad beta you are always in a hurry, why don't you plan for a family holiday, and even Sehar vacations are starting from next month".

"In-Sha-Allah* ammi I will think over it because I have a tight schedule for next few months". I have my breakfast and wish Allah Hafiz to ammi and leave to office as I was getting late for the meeting.

I park my car and greet the guards on my way to my office which is on the 13th floor of the building. I enter my office and I see my secretary waiting for me with files in his hand.

"Good morning sir, the Dubai clients are going to be late for other two hours as their flight timing got delayed".

"That is fine John; I too need some time to go through the details of the project before they arrive here. Do you have the papers I have asked you for?"

"Yes Mr. Malik, the papers are on your desk, and I wanted to inform you that you have been receiving invitation to one of the events in India to be the judge of the design competition and the organization is been waiting for your reply".

"I will go through the details of the event later john, just mail me the details of it".

John has been working as my personal assistant from past seven years and he has been working well so far.He has been like a brother to me in my tough times and he is been like a family. John is in him mid-thirties and has been married to Kate and has two very cute children's.

John leaves the cabin and I do my final check on the project details. I check my mail and I find the invitation details for one of the event in India which is held for the upcoming architects by NASA.

Few hours later I was in the conference room discussing the details of the Dubai project with Mr. Sheik and his fellow members. I just finished my presentation and the details of the upcoming project.

"So Mr. Sheik do you want me to add any details to the project?"

"Mr. Malik I have been working with your firm since a long time and this one have been the best design from your end, but I need to add up some more details to it and I need an Indian touch to the design. I want this hotel to represent the Indian culture".

"I will work on it Mr. Sheik and I need some time for