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    Bismillah
    Bismillah
    Bismillah
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    Bismillah

    By Khaleel Jooste

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    “Leoncito, estoy feliz de escuchar tu voz, ese. No sabes como ha sido la vida sin ti.”
    Little Lion, I am happy to hear your voice, ese. You don’t know how life has been without you.”

    Peter-John sighs.

    “Ni el sol nos calienta. Solamente teniéndote acá nos sentiríamos mejor. Sin tía, estamos inclompletos.”
    It’s like there is sunshine all around us, but no warmth. Only your kind soul can kindle it. Without you, we are incomplete.

    These words hit Peter-John hard in his chest.
    He clenches his right fist and puts the phone to his forehead.

    “Yo siempre tenía sueños a color, muchos colores, ese. Pero cuando te fuiste, empecé a soñar en blanco y negro y finalmente, dejé de soñar completamente.”
    I always had kaleidoscope dreams, ese. But when you left, everything went pale, black and white, till finally, I stopped dreaming entirely.

    Peter-John fights back the tears swelling up in his eyes.

    “Es como si una parte de mi se me perdió, Leoncito.”
    It is like a part of me is literally missing, Little Lion.

    Peter-John closes his eyes and slowly the tears trickle down his cheeks.
    He swallows hard.
    After a short pause, he opens his eyes and speaks.
    “I feel the same, Miguel.”

    “Pues regresate a la casa, ese.”
    Then come home, ese.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKhaleel Jooste
    Release dateOct 22, 2018
    ISBN9780463837047
    Bismillah
    Author

    Khaleel Jooste

    Muslim

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      Bismillah - Khaleel Jooste

      Bismillah

      By Khaleel Jooste

      Copyright Khaleel Jooste 2018

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      I seek protection from Satan the outcast and I begin in the name of

      Allah,

      The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful.

      Ayat Al-Kursi (The verse of the Throne)

      Allah - there is no deity except Him, the Ever-Living, the Sustainer of all existence. Neither drowsiness overtakes Him nor sleep. To Him belongs whatever is in the heavens and whatever is on the earth. Who is it that can intercede with Him except by His permission? He knows what is presently before them and what will be after them, and they encompass not a thing of His knowledge except for what He wills. His throne extends over the heavens and the earth, and their preservation tires Him not. And He is the Most High, the Most Great.

      Surah Al- Baqarah (The Cow) 2:255

      As Allah wills

      For Miguel

      Salaam, Khaleel

      Jabir (May Allah be pleased with him) reported:

      I heard the Messenger of Allah (ﷺ) saying, If a person mentions the Name of Allah upon entering his house or eating, Satan says, addressing his followers: 'You will find nowhere to spend the night and no dinner.' But if he enters without mentioning the Name of Allah, Satan says (to his followers); 'You have found (a place) to spend the night in, and if he does not mention the Name of Allah at the time of eating, Satan says: 'You have found (a place) to spend the night in as well as food.'

      [Muslim].

      Company

      #NotAlone

      #NowThatIFoundYou

      I’m glad we are past those, says the girl as they sit down on a patch of orange-green grass. They had just crossed the purple murky lands.

      It is breathtaking, but I do not like the darkness. Those dark patches where it was very purple. I don’t like not seeing what is going on around me. She breathes in deeply.

      There is nothing to be scared of here, pretty. I am sure we are perfectly safe. He sits down opposite her and closes his eyes.

      She admires him.

      I am sure you are right, but still. This is just how I am. I know it is irrational, but I am just like that. She wipes some dirt off her pink sneakers.

      He smiles at her. He found her to be the most curious thing he has ever had the happy delight to be acquainted with; curious because she seems fearless. No, curious because she is fearless, yet she is still human, fearing the dark. It is always wise to fear the dark, because it makes you cautious, alert, you know to take the necessary supplies with, whatever those supplies might be. Being a man of the woods, he knows this well. The dark harbors many things.

      It is silly, right? She sits up and faces him.

      He takes in her curious gaze.

      He thinks he has met his soul mate. Finally. In this moment, this dawns on him.

      Well, say something. The pretty girl eyes him through slit eyes.

      He smiles.

      It is not silly, pretty, you are wise to fear the dark.

      His words comfort her. It gives her some reassurance.

      They both look up at the clouds in the sky. They were much more than before. Lots of rosy pink fluffy puffs that seemed to float just above them. For the first time, they both notice that the blue grey skies were actually very barren. These clouds were only directly above them.

      They take in each other’s realization.

      She is the first to say.

      Strange that these seem to be following us, right? She stares at the clouds quick, then at him.

      He stares up too, then meets her pretty eyes.

      Not strange, rather remarkable, don’t you agree. It is like it is shading us, protecting us. He stares back at the clouds.

      You’re right. She sounds more excited. This place is really special. However were we so lucky to end up here? She gets up and stretches her legs.

      I can’t remember really. All I know is, I opened my eyes and I was here. Not afraid, just in awe.

      Yes, I agree.

      She takes in their surroundings. Beyond the murky lands, lay the wooded area where they spent most of their time together. It is many trees, wild plants and long green grass. Beyond that were high mountains that seemed to stretch deep into the horizon. Where they were now, the ground was mostly flat and open, with patches of huge boulders; smooth brown rocks. It was a prelude to the more rocky terrain that led up to the two peaks they were headed for. From here the peaks looked much closer. They could see it more clearly. The tips seem to have a different color than the rest of the sides. It looked to be a similar green and purple as the murky lands.

      She admires him curiously, then asks.

      Do you think we are on another planet? Or is it perhaps just… she doesn’t finish. What she wanted to say didn’t make sense.

      A dream, you mean to say, pretty? He too, felt it strange to think that this could be a dream.

      She nods, but almost immediately.

      It just can’t be a dream. It just can’t be. How can we both be having the same dream?

      He didn’t know what to say.

      Or more…

      She didn’t dare to say what was on her mind.

      But he knew.

      He closes the distance between them and faces her. Almost touching her with his hand, but cautions himself not too. He realizes he wondered the same.

      I am real, pretty. Honestly. You are not imagining me here, with you. This is real. Really.

      She faces him and smiles. Sighs assuredly.

      You better be real. I am not one for imaginary friends. That’s just sad.

      He laughs.

      It is. Sadly, pretty.

      They stare at the two peaks. There was something alluring about it. It was as if the peaks were beckoning them to come. It was whispering to them. How the mountains would have a voice they didn’t question. Rather, what did it want to tell them?

      Ready? She tugs at her immaculate white dress.

      He smiles.

      She was definitely a dream come to life.

      Ready, pretty.

      As they head off, it flaps its wings hard once and glides above the pink clouds. If they were to look closely, they would only be able to see the tips of its feathers protruding from the empty sides of the fluffy masses. But it was there.

      Watching.

      ك

      Bismillah. O Allah! I ask Thee for good both when entering and when going out; in the name of Allah we have entered, and in the name of Allah we have gone out, and in Allah do we trust.

      Maryam and Peter-John close the door behind them and walk down the passage to the living room.

      Salaam alaykum, Mê. Maryam gives her aunt a hug.

      Salaam, salaam, says Peter-John with a smile as he tries to establish eye contact with the woman. She says Wa’salaam but does not look Peter-John in the eye.

      Maryam gestures for Peter-John to have a seat.

      Supper will be served soon. Would you like something to drink? She glances through the veranda door, pauses for a second, says something

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