The Female Khan

Assalamualaikum.
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Assalam o Alaikum. Hope you are going good.
          
          I just need your few minutes. Please check out my first book, Darkness And Desolation.
          
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When are you going to publish “ MOVING ON”?? Eagerly waiting for it . 

Finally back with an update!!!!

 As-salaamu Alaikum. Hi. Hope you are doing good. Have a good day. Keep smiling and be happy. Keep looking forward with patience and hope. Take care. ❤️

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          Hi, love your writing!
          Would really appreciate your feedback on my first few chapters. The story is about an immigrant Pakistani physician. I am new at writing so any thoughts are welcome. 
          Thanks!

Forgiveness new chapter is out!

a small token of kindness (28th September 2021) 
          
          when the dust of the night settles down into the horizon, and the lines of lives you drew that were left unattended poke the now sharpened tip of your pencil, perhaps it marks the beginning of a new rise. 
          
          the sun of yesterday has evanesced; turned into the living for the dead. what there was to offer yesterday, is no longer in the realm. the ball of fire, although huge, loses too. negligibly; like a smile that relaxes itself upon a face. 
          
          the loss is not visible, neither is it perceived. it is not mourned, it is not acknowledged. but it lives, silently- as a weapon that pricks little holes, larger and larger gradually, until blood completely is drained. 
          
          the moon and the universe, the stars and the galaxies exist today a little emptily than they had yesterday. we all die gracefully, gently, but cannot be seen until we collapse like leaves of warm autumn. 
          
          today you live life as it is; in its form and in its state. and then you die. you succumb and all you are is a flash of memory in the basement of time. what makes you alive is nothing more than now. it is quite a baffling mystery how we can live only in these bits and pieces of the margin of today and then we turn into a cold drop of ice, preserved and left behind grieving in the other timeline.
          
          some kinds of grief are desperately strong; to an extent that you become oblivious of reality. what has elapsed, has no place. allow it not to snatch away your position today by misleading you to itself. do nothing more, exist as is, but only in today. 
          
          love today; love this reality with such certitude that the lie of life doubts its existence. teach life. teach it about who it is and who it should be. 
           #adropofhumanity 

Hey! Assalam o Alaikum! I just finished Doubt and I've built this emotional connection with the characters. The writing was super expressive and you did a wonderful job with explaining the different sort of trauma. I wanted to reach out and let you know that your story has touched me deeply. Is this where it ends, or is there a second part?