sunehra_sokwala

Presenting Zainab Hassan, who has a fair complexion and is plump and vivacious. Her hair, which she wears a hijab over, is darker than the gloomy evenings. a set of glasses that are usually worn on her symmetrical face, perfectly forming her nose and concealing her stunning grey eyes. Her presence is not anyday the talk of the town as with an average height and weight she can usually go unseen by many. Though she does not fit the description of being fat, she tries to lose weight and wonders what it is be skinny and naturally beautiful just like her friends.

However, it is said that beauty is subjective and that God is the best judge of beauty. Zainab might not be aware of this proverb because, like many of us, she is self-conscious about the way she looks. In the world where being beautiful and skinny is the mostly a way of making money, Zainab is oblivious of her actual beauty which is her amazing character, helpful nature and a beautiful soul in which her Lord resides.

Tragedy can not strike twice right? Wrong! For Zainab it has. A huge incident has taken place in her life. If that is not enough, she now has to go and stay at her relative's place.

However, there is a catch! She will live there not as a family member but as a maid.Though strange but true, there comes a time when our own loved ones can neglect us and backstab us.

Tommorow is her first day as a maid in her own realtives house....join her to know what circumstance and tragedy led her to where she is and how her life unfolds.

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Every smile has a backstory that deserves to be shared.

Let's see how Zainab's journey turns out to be.
Possibly a new house? New people?

What will happen? Will some people love her and others not?

The Day He Came, Everything Changed

I waited for my friend to bring some important information about Zainab but he messaged me that he will send via email and here I was about to open the laptop since I saw notification signalling I have message I smiled.


I was about to start second line of paragraph and I heard knocking of the door, there was a very soft knock as if someone was scared to come inside I chuckled at that thought.


"Come in, "I answered once I heard the second knock as soon as my eyes landed on a familiar figure with niqab I immediately minimized the page I had opened.


I knew I was about to do something wrong but I wanted to know everything I really cared for her once I know then only I can support her she never asked me anything about me..maybe she's still too shy...but do shy girls even exist nowadays?she doesn't even speak much.


I was waiting for her to start a conversation this time I will stay calm and listen to her but she wasn't even looking at me.


Chapter 24 The game has just begun