Falling for a Non-Believer

Falling for a Non-Believer

A Story by Sai
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A Muslim girl's love for someone she can never truly be with.

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I don't know what I'm doing.
Every average heart beat beats from 60-100 per minute. Every single day the heart beats about 100,000 times and in the process sending 2,000 gallons of blood surging through the body. This blood, keeping you alive and allowing you to function.
So why is it that my heart is beating and flowing blood through my millions of veins, yet I am not able to function?
I don't know what I'm doing.
This is wrong on so many levels.
Taboo in my world, my universe.
Two paths that were never suppose to cross; fire touching my finger tips, icicles pricking my toes. I lay on my rose pink prayer rug, hands placed on my chest, feet spread out and my eyes staring at the ceiling into nothingness.
My eyes and mind are quiet as they listen to my heart sing. Singing in the familiar tune it always plays like a harpist repeating her solo for the millionth time.
I don't know what I'm doing.
My burning fingers reach over and slightly touch my bottom lip. These sacred lips that chant God's name, that read His words; imagine how it would be if I stained them with lips that do not do the same? The thin lips of a man who am I never in my life ever to consider to wed? These lips of mine wanted to kiss the rose and instead were pricked by its thorns, for now I am enchanted by this wicked spell.

I wait for it to end. This dead end crush.

© 2015 Sai


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Your pain is real, but the pain of a life left unfulfilled is tragedy. What will you think when you are fifty years old? Will you be happy? How often will you think of that one chance at happiness?
It is a beautiful but terribly sad story. Very well written.
Mankind has succeeded in dividing himself based on religion, race, language, and imaginary lines on a map.
We do so at our own peril.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Sai

6 Years Ago

I really appreciate the genuine and heartfelt review; and I agree that we are first human before any.. read more
I guess this is what could be called a "dilemma." For my part, I decided many years ago that we should never divide ourselves by such things as religion. We are all from the hand of one creator, and he surely doesn't want some of his children to hate the others. These divisions are created by us, not him.

Posted 6 Years Ago


rickm97

6 Years Ago

Very true, Samuel. I too decided some time back not to divide myself from mankind.
Sai

6 Years Ago

I agree; the reason why the Creator made us all different is so we can embrace the beauty of it. A v.. read more
Can feel the pain. Great read thanks.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Sai

6 Years Ago

Thank you!
If this is true, well, life is arduous, luv.
But this piece is beautifully written, the language, oh my, you're talented.
All the best!

Posted 6 Years Ago


Sai

6 Years Ago

Thank-you!! It really means alot! :)
Shivai

6 Years Ago

You're Welcome!
a tough situation,but your heart cry's out,but your tradition say`s no
which way do you go

Posted 6 Years Ago


Sai

6 Years Ago

Thank-you for the expression
This is actually very true almost every Muslim wants to you know make a very strong connection with the Almighty but ends up somehow entangling himself in the a web of sins.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Sai

6 Years Ago

Couldn't have said it any better.

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