Every truth brings a lot of joy to the heart. It's just like wearing clothes. If you wear a cloth which matches your body properly, your sentiment will certify that it's the cloth for you, proper and perfect. According to her father's opinion, Shana has been following Islam since last six months. Without hiting another religions, she is only trying to get involved in her religion completely. Recently, she realized that Islam has adapted to her rational mentality. Worshiping since last six months, now she has gotten an Eternal peace into her mind.
the sun is rising, the specks of light are glittering on the tip of the grass, Shana is reciting the Quran setting on her balcony. Her father came and set by her side on a chair. Looking at her, sixty years old Abdul Majid is thinking a lot. Shana, my sweet girl, she is passing her age of marriage. She should have to got married a few years ago.
But alas, my poor child, she has lost one of her eyes. She is totally silent. Now she is trying to get something beyond this hopeless half dark life.
Father's eyes filled with tears. Silently, he was growing back. But Shana called him. She came closer.
— What's the matter, dad? Are you crying?
Father controlled himself
–Where's? Not, nothing.
— Don't lie, I know you well. Tell me what's the problem.
— Nothing, my sweet mom, a bit of pain. I will share with you. Now tell me, what have you decided? Won't you get admitted to the M.A.
– No, Dad, what will I do with so much of study? I feel to do something else instead of trying to hold the moonshine of this life.
— O my god! You have gotten older than your dead grandma.
– I have nothing to do dad, a pure religious thought makes you so.
— But maybe you have...