Her p.o.v

I try to open my eyes only to feel a stinging pain striking straight into my skull and intense pain radiating through my back. The constant heaviness in my heart had made it to my eyelids too as they feel like they are being weighed down by a strong force making my efforts go futile..

I flutter my eyelids only to be greeted back with pitch black darkness..

"Am I dead?" Thousands of possibilities of being dead clouded my mind sending it haywire..

"Am I finally free from this?"
"Does that mean, I don't have to face crappy dramatics again?"

My heart raced wildly with excitement among the fact the troublesome life is finally over.
"Ouch this headache".. I rub my temples knowing its not gonna change anything yet it feels good amidst this hell of a pain..

"But.. Wait.. What..??

"Are headaches capable of hurting you even after your death? Whoa what kinda headache is this" I questioned

"Ooh my headache is so much in love with me that it continues to be my side even after my death"  i scoffed. "Zee.. Sarcasm here too?" My heart questioned in disbelief. "Oii that's our zee you dumbo".  My brain replied in a duh tone. "You both here too?" "You thought we would leave you alone in your grave" both cried in unison

"Am I really in my grave? What?
"Didnt the questioning begin yet?
"Do i have sufficient good deeds to lead me to jannah?
"What really is gonna be my destiny" I worried loudly

"Slowly zee.. One question at a time.. I don't work that fast after being dead" my brain complained..

"Seraamal ponal vaazhamal povaen..." I could hear my ringtone blaring somewhere near.

"What..? Did they bury my phone along with me too? Just great! I can imagine how fast network signal would be here considering the fact how fact they've been when I was alive.. Uff.."  I grunt ..
"Really zee..?" My brain questioned rolling her eyes "whaaat..?"  I snapped at her..

"But if I am dead, would rashi have attended my funeral ?  I wondered. "Rakshadh?that one? Are you out of your mind zeeha?" My mind spat in a disgusted tone. "Well i do think his smile is really delicious" my heart interrupted in a dreamy tone "shut upp.."
"Nah.. U shut up.. Go throw your mother theresa-ish part somewhere and have some feelings zee.."
"Oh.. Crap ! Don't listen to her zee.."

"You both cut it out.."  I said directing myself to my phone. Maira s pic flickering on the screen. "I slid answered it and Maira s screeching voice found itself from the other side of the line.

  "Zeeha shaheed.. Finally you are awake.. Its 3:am" she exclaimed.
"Awake? But machi.. Weren't I dead?" I asked my voice hoarse and rough. "Dead.. Ado..." I could hear her laughing madly. "Shut up mahi.. I said shut up.." I pouted.

"Aww baby.. Don't put on that pout of yours.. I am chowwy"
She knows I am pouting? I shook my head in disbelief. There is a reason this gal is known as my soul sister.
"Forgive me zeechy-goochy too".. "Ok mai remember never laugh at me again you know it kinda pisses me off"
"Ok boo i wuwww you" she replied in a chirpy tone "i wuww you too mai boo"

"Seriously zee, you ve been sleeping since 12 and now its 3 a.m, that is you've been sleeping for more than 12 hours and you thought you are dead?? "She said laughing
"Yeshhhh.." I dragged sheepishly unable to suppress the grin making their way"so stupid you are zee" i mentally face palmed myself..

"Oii.. Wht did ya say mumma?
"It was 8 when mumma and zahi returned, I told her we've been watching too much of harry potter and your headache buddy wanted to visit you, so you had your medications and is asleep.."
"Mahi you had to stay that long?? Chowwy di"
"Don't you dare chowwy me zeeha.. I had a fantastic time all thanks to u for sharing ur WiFi password" she chuckled..
"You bummer.. I hate ew..
" what baby?? I love you too" she said in a pretend-to-not- hear voice
"Go die mahi" I screamed " you  already thought you were right?? Manh.. That's epic..
"Podii ivalae.. Allah Hafiz" I cut her short before she could start teasing me more.

I stayed on my bed for a few minutes thinking.. the discussion I've had with my buddies replayed on my mind "rashi?" My cheeks flushed deep red. "Man that's too embarrassing for words"

"Zee never allow these crappy thoughts get to you.. I repeat zee never ever.." My brain roared
"No zee.. Listen.." My heart interrupted. "Aye aye captain" I cut her short earning me a victorious and smug look from my babies making me chuckle..

"She is right zee.." I reminded myself " hold yourself together if you even wanna reach your aim.. You don't have time for such fantasies and tbh these types of fairy tales and you are never meant to be together.. Thats not your thing".. Even though it sounded kinda rude i gave myself a firm nod and tumbled into the washroom for wudhu.,

"Thahajjudh :The serene of a believers life..

I've always laughed at people becoming religious overnight but that was before the miracle of thahajjudh started proving me wrong..

I got down to the level where I couldn't get lower anymore and allah s.w.t raised me higher than I've ever imagined. Since then it remains as my life force providing me all the strength I need.

The heart spilling midnight conversation with my rabb serves as a promise that rainbows do appear but only after a heavy downpour and I will also witness my rainbow after these down pours..

Alhamdulillah ala kulli halil...............

I got dressed in my uniform and was about to leave my room when a donkey blocked my path,standing by my door, hands tied and eyebrows raised..

Yup guessed it right!! That donkey is my zahi early (listen peeps, only I call her donkey and whatnot.. Try calling her names and I'll make you regret your birth)
"What zahi?? I asked in a boring tone "whaat daathi?" She replied imitating me. "Are you a human or what? Why is everything about you in excess..? Either you sleep for hours like yesterday and pass weeks without a wink of sleep".

I rolled my eyes making a note of not to take more one sleeping pill hereafter.

"Either you talk nonstop or stay struck like whatever" zahi continued.. Haven't you ever heard about being normal. I.e being human?"

"Baby doll your sissy is a limited edition" I smirked pulling my imaginary collar up. "Yeah right.. More like a manufacture defect" she scoffed for which I smacked her head

" unmaigal sila neram kasaka than seiyum SIS(the truth sometimes is bitter sis)"  she said and directed her gaze towards my neatly ironed pleats of my uniform.
"Seriously dathi how do you get that thing in place?

Do u have to be perfect in everything you do?" She asked in a innocent tone..

"Yeah baby.. Gotta be the perfect akki for my picture perfect nanga" I fake sighed.. "You know unlike me she is perfect in every minute things and has a golden + strong heart not weak hearted like me" I said ruffling her hair which is already sticking out of her pony.,

"Zahiya shaheed.. You left the iron on. Come down now this instant" we heard mum shouting downstairs. " oopsy we could literally get burnt" she said rolling her eyes and fled down before she could get into more trouble than she already is in..

I chucked shaking me head. After fixing my headscarf one last time I went down..

"Mumma... I chirped hugging my mom who was busy fixing my breakfast. "Zee ma you are done already?" "Yuppy" I said jumping onto the dining table and sipped my tea. "Here your favo" she said handing over my lunch pack "and can't u sit like a human and have that tea" she asked.
"Mumma there is no point in asking that from a uncivilized thing" zahi barged in "takes one to know one" I cut her.. "And why do I have to have her favourite every time mom.. Not fair" she wailed.
" you have no choice daughty" mumma smirked giving me a HiFi.. "Uff you guys are hopeless" she said and returned to whatever she was doing. With that I kissed mum good bye and set off..

Authors note:
Hey peeps..
Like it??
Seraamal ponaal... Is my recent favourite and I'm kinda obsessed with it.. Anyone else??

And pwetty pwease can anyone gimme tips on anger management ??

And uk I was kinda having ideas on writing SA s pov? Would you all like it??

So until next time..

Allah Hafiz lovelies..😘