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An Incomplete Love Story – Author’s note
A note from the author for my novel, An Incomplete Love Story This story was inspired by true events. Some, my own but many based on incidents that I witnessed in the colourful domains of my life. It is a story of an often-overlooked community. Caught at the intersection of cultural pride while fighting for…
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To give up silently
“When you give up on something, it becomes a weighty silence that you carry within you for the rest of your life. It’s a quiet acceptance that what once was the centre of your being will never be a part of your being again. The silence is the only gesture that will honour such loss,…
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This is going to hurt
Another excerpt from a manuscript slowly taking shape in my head. From the sequel to my novel, this is Taqdeer: A dance with destiny. In this scene, the main character, Zayd, once more finds himself faced with the betrayal of one close to him, but it’s not enough to deter him from remaining defiant against…
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Sometimes, our struggles need us
A line that might make it into the final draft of my new novel. “And I think you’ll realise that the struggles of your life were not simply struggles intended for you, they were moments that were in need of only what you were capable of offering to make them better than they were.” This…
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Rocks don’t bleed
Sometimes your tears are a mourning of what was, and at other times it’s a yearning for what could have been. More than this, it’s a path to the gentleness of your soul that is oppressed by the trials of life. When your heart stops yearning for what was, or what you wish could be…
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Tainting a beautiful soul
Betrayal of trust always cuts deeper than any other wound that we endure in life. A trust of the heart is an offering of the most sacred parts of who we are to those whom we believe will add to its beauty, and its peace. When it is held sacred by the ones with whom…
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Lost moments
The pendulum of time brushes ever so lightly against the arc of eternity, and in that very finite moment of its contact, an entire lifetime is lived. Some are deluded into believing that the pendulum will swing back, realising too late that once the moment is passed, it is lost to eternity. For some reason,…
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Prisms of beauty
If you keep chasing rainbows, you won’t find the time to notice that you’re the prism creating the beauty that you so desperately court. Breathe beloved, and pause for long enough to appreciate the beauty of you, despite the ugly of them. (From the sequel to An Incomplete Love Story that may never be written)…
