MADE FOR EACH OTHER

But armaan if you don't know her. How would you." Mrs.rizvi asked.

Armaan who was standing by the window turned and looked at her ammi with pure sympathy and helplessness.

"Ammi even the taught like this makes me sadden till soul. I am trying very hard to you know. But I don't each time I am this close to find. I could not ammi. I don't know what to do". Said armaan and continued " ammi please tell me what to I don't know what should I do or think."

Mrs.rizvi was feeling very sad for his son. She asked armman to come and sit beside her. When he did she began to say " Do you remember one time when you were filling a preference form." Mrs.rizvi asked him.

"What it got to do with this." Armaan asked mrs.rizvi.

" just answer me. Do you remember when you were filling a preference form for the university that you wanted to join." She asked again.

I filled but the portal kept on

would Allah not want me to get the admission. Why is Allah being so bad to you. Why Allah hates you. And then it turned out the university hadn't released any such kind of portal. It was all fake." Mrs.rizvi

do so what ammi I don't understand

a scholarship. All the worries and restlessness that you are having now are just for a while either you get trap in the fake

يُكَلِّفُ اللَّهُ نَفْسًا إِلَّا

soul beyond that it can bear…”

denying Allah’s destiny and the wisdom of His plan for you? Or will you realize that what you are going through is something you

now you keep on searching her. If you couldn't, just leave everything on Allah." Mrs.rizvi stopped and left

now, he pulled his prayer mat and spread it

his hand for