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TIME WILL NEVER WAIT (BOOK 1)
CHAPTER 1: THE SANDS OF TIME
Faheem sat by the window, gazing out at the bustling city below. The world moved at a frenetic pace, but inside his small apartment, time seemed to stand still. Faheem was a watchmaker by trade, a profession that required patience, precision, and an intimate understanding of the passage of time. Yet, despite his daily interactions with clocks and timepieces, Faheem often felt that time was slipping away from him.
As the sun set over the city, casting a warm golden glow over the rooftops, Faheem’s thoughts drifted back to his childhood. He remembered the days spent in his grandfather's workshop, watching in awe as the old man meticulously crafted beautiful timepieces. His grandfather had always emphasized the importance of time, often saying, "Time will never wait, Faheem. Use it wisely."
Those words echoed in Faheem’s mind as he carefully assembled a new watch. The workshop was filled with the soft ticking of clocks, creating a symphony of time that was both comforting and relentless. Faheem's hands moved deftly, but his mind was preoccupied with the events of the past year.
A year ago, Faheem’s life had taken an unexpected turn. He had been diagnosed with a rare illness, one that made him acutely aware of the limited time he had left. The diagnosis had shaken him to his core, forcing him to confront his mortality and reevaluate his life's purpose. In the face of uncertainty, Faheem had thrown himself into his work, hoping to create something that would outlast him.
As he finished assembling the watch, Faheem set it aside and reached for a small wooden box. Inside was a collection of letters and photographs, mementos of a time when he had been carefree and full of dreams. He picked up a photograph of himself and his childhood friend, Aisha. They had been inseparable growing up, sharing dreams of adventure and exploration. But as they grew older, life had taken them on different paths, and they had lost touch.
Faheem sighed, feeling a pang of regret. He had always meant to reach out to Aisha, to reconnect and rekindle their friendship, but he had been consumed by his work and the demands of daily life. Now, with the ticking of time growing louder in his ears, he realized that he couldn't afford to wait any longer.
Determined to make the most of the time he...
Faheem sat by the window, gazing out at the bustling city below. The world moved at a frenetic pace, but inside his small apartment, time seemed to stand still. Faheem was a watchmaker by trade, a profession that required patience, precision, and an intimate understanding of the passage of time. Yet, despite his daily interactions with clocks and timepieces, Faheem often felt that time was slipping away from him.
As the sun set over the city, casting a warm golden glow over the rooftops, Faheem’s thoughts drifted back to his childhood. He remembered the days spent in his grandfather's workshop, watching in awe as the old man meticulously crafted beautiful timepieces. His grandfather had always emphasized the importance of time, often saying, "Time will never wait, Faheem. Use it wisely."
Those words echoed in Faheem’s mind as he carefully assembled a new watch. The workshop was filled with the soft ticking of clocks, creating a symphony of time that was both comforting and relentless. Faheem's hands moved deftly, but his mind was preoccupied with the events of the past year.
A year ago, Faheem’s life had taken an unexpected turn. He had been diagnosed with a rare illness, one that made him acutely aware of the limited time he had left. The diagnosis had shaken him to his core, forcing him to confront his mortality and reevaluate his life's purpose. In the face of uncertainty, Faheem had thrown himself into his work, hoping to create something that would outlast him.
As he finished assembling the watch, Faheem set it aside and reached for a small wooden box. Inside was a collection of letters and photographs, mementos of a time when he had been carefree and full of dreams. He picked up a photograph of himself and his childhood friend, Aisha. They had been inseparable growing up, sharing dreams of adventure and exploration. But as they grew older, life had taken them on different paths, and they had lost touch.
Faheem sighed, feeling a pang of regret. He had always meant to reach out to Aisha, to reconnect and rekindle their friendship, but he had been consumed by his work and the demands of daily life. Now, with the ticking of time growing louder in his ears, he realized that he couldn't afford to wait any longer.
Determined to make the most of the time he...
