People say love is blind, some don't believe it but it might be true. This is a love story between a blind rich girl and an orphan. They are both completely different from each other. She has loved ones but he has no one. She lives a hard yet simple life but he has been struggling all his life. 

Join me as i tell you more about the halal love life of Ava and Ali.

I'm dedicating this story to blind people. Just because they are blind doesn't mean they have to be loved less. They are humans just like us and they deserve to be loved and treated with respect.

A BLIND LOVE

"That party i told you my work collegues organised is going to be tomorrow night. Hope you won't mind coming?" I chewed on my dinner slowly, processing what he just said. 


"I...yes i will." To be honest, i didn't want to. And i had many reasons not to, but the most important reason was that i hated being in parties especially this sort of parties. 


After eating dinner, Ali went to the Masjid while i called Dad and Noor. After talking for a long time, i hung up and brought out my drawing book to draw. 


"Hey!" I was snapped out of my thoughts. I was so into my drawing that i didn't know that Ali was back. 


He sat close to me "What are you drawing?" 


I shrugged "I don't know. What does it looks like?" 


"I think it's your Mum, i saw her picture in your house." 


I sighed "I draw her alot. It's like... like her face is forever in my head." 


CHAPTER TWELVE