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Timeless Truths and Transparent Souls (English and Farsi) حقیقت‌های بی‌زمان و ارواح شفاف (1168 words)

Sarah sat on the couch by the window, her feet tucked beneath her as sunlight streamed through the glass. A soft breeze stirred the curtains, and in her hands was a slim, leather-bound book. Her lips moved silently as she read, absorbed in the sacred words. The Nahjul Balagha , with its weight of timeless wisdom, felt like a lifeline in her hands. Mark entered the room, his suit jacket casually draped over one shoulder. He paused for a moment, watching her with quiet admiration. The serenity on her face, framed by the golden afternoon light, was almost tangible. “What are you reading?” he asked gently, his voice curious but careful not to interrupt her train of thought. Sarah looked up, a serene smile gracing her lips. “It’s Nahjul Balagha ,” she said, her fingers tracing the edge of the page. “A collection of sermons, letters, and sayings from Imam Ali, the first Imam for us Shias.” Mark raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What’s it about?” Instead of answering directly, Sarah glanced down...

Unveiling Strength

Sara sat quietly, her hands wrapped around the warm ceramic mug of tea, its steam curling upward before dissolving into the soft glow of the evening sun filtering through the window. The silence between them was thick, but not uncomfortable—more reflective, like the pause between breaths in a deep conversation. Since Lily had asked about the hijab, Sara had been lost in thought, her gaze fixed outward as if the answer she sought could be found somewhere beyond the horizon. Lily shifted in her seat, her eyes flickering between Sara and the mug in her own hands. A flicker of doubt crossed her mind. Had she been too forward? Yet, there was something about Sara’s demeanor—a quiet strength woven with vulnerability, as though she were sifting through the layers of her own story to offer an answer that wasn’t rehearsed but authentic. Finally, Sara turned her gaze back to Lily, her lips curving into a faint, almost wistful smile. “It’s not an easy question to answer,” she said softly. “Not bec...

Short Sightedness of a Publisher

Scene: The Publisher’s Offer Sara sits at her desk, the late afternoon sunlight, muted by the blinds she usually kept drawn, tries to seep through the slats, like the oppressive thoughts of the toxic people from her past—always pushing at the edges of her peace, never quite able to enter fully but always lingering. The light, however, feels too warm, almost suffocating, as if it, too, is pressing in on her, unwilling to let go. The room, usually a haven of calm, now feels as though it’s closing in on her. Beneath her feet, the rich, intricately woven Persian rug—a piece she’d painstakingly chosen for its natural materials and detailed patterns—usually grounds her, but today, even the rug, with its vibrant colors and intricate designs, feels distant.  The rug’s rich, earthy hues of moss green, terracotta, and warm browns—colors that evoke the tranquility of nature—usually offer a sense of grounding, but today, even the rug, with its organic tones and intricate patterns, feels distan...
Upcoming Novel  'Shifting Worlds' is a story about Sara, a young Muslim idealist escaping her toxic narcissistic family's grasp, and Mark, Whose open-minded and supportive family offers her a glimpse of the love she has never known. The story explores resilience, identity, betrayal and healing, weaving together themes of faith, emotional growth and the transformative power of genuine relationships.'