It was getting dark and the cafe was about to close.

And it's been about a month Mrs. Malik (the owner of the cafe) was noticing hania lost in thoughts.

She sensed something was not right and walked in hania's direction.

Mrs. Malik knocked her table which made her realise where she was now. She tried to smile looking how bothered Mrs. Malik is from her behaviour.

"Hania my dear, all good? You look a bit pale and your behaviour is pretty strange lately. Is something bothering you? You know you can share anything with me, right?

She puts her hands on Mrs. Malik's hands in an assuring manner. Comes a little closer to her and says;

"You know how grateful i am for everything i have ever received in life. Whether it be my family or friends. Though my grades were never so good but no one ever belittled me... I keep going ignoring my grades school and then college. I even passed the entrance test to Med school. Which kind of build my hopes high. I always knew that I'm not good enough to be a doctor. So i first thought that no matter how hard I try I'll fail the entrance exam. But that didn't happen so....

Tears started rolling out of her eyes. Mrs. Malik was getting up to get her some water when hania stops her. "Keep listening Mrs. Malik I'm keeping it to myself for quite long. I don't think I'll be able to bear it anymore."

Mrs.Malik sits back and nods signaling hania to continue.

"My mother wanted me to be a doctor so i tried, despite knowing my strength. When i passed the entrance i was more than happy seeing my mom proud. But little did i know that my exams result will come out so bad. Only if i would've known i would've never applied for med school. The overall aggregate didn't sum up in my favour. Not only this but i was so busy with just medical that i didn't applied elsewhere.

Now admissions all over the country are closed and my grades aren't enough for me to apply even in private sector. I'm doomed Mrs.Malik! It's all over! Even if i repeat i know it won't change anything. I don't know what to do and where to go. All my friends know their goals. And look at me i have no goals. Why am I like this? Or should I say why me God why me? Why you gave me false hope? Why? Why? I have never felt so useless before never!"

Mrs.Malik stands and approaches hania. She hugged her tightly and patted her head. She tried her best to console hania but found her eyes wet with tears.

Meanwhile;

Asim:

Why me? Why only me? Don't you have any else to torture God! Why do you made me this way? Why my mind lacks creativity? Why in these whole 2 years i have come up with no inspiration, why? Is my career going to end even before starting seriously! God!

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"Keep listening Mrs.Malik..."

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umm who's that? Is someone crying?

There's someone sitting with Mrs. Malik what is she saying?

After hearing hania's problems asim seems to forget that he was busy blaming God as well. After knowing what she was going through he seems satisfied. Satisfied? Well...

He thinks;

"I hope she will be okay! And God she needs you more than me I guess. So help her out first."

Asim says.

This was the first time he was like this. Putting someone first before him.

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Author's note:

hey everyone I'm new here. i hope you like the starting. share with me your views please.

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Hania:

It was good talking to Mrs.Malik. I feel light. She's not just a successful businesswoman but also a good human being. I have always seen a reserve side of her but last night she was both like a mother and friend to me. I heard from people that she don't have kids that's why she is rude to others having kids. And sometimes vent out her anger on Students of my age. But i don't think so. Then obviously rumours are rumours and we should rely on facts and our experience.

Depression:

Whenever my friends invite me to hangout with them i always make the dumbest of excuses. From which they might have guessed that I'm avoiding them. Well that's right I'm avoiding them because I'm not really interested in knowing that what they're doing, in which university they'll start studying in and other details. I know they don't have the habit of bragging about stuff but it's just that I'm hypersensitive these days. I just don't want to lose confidence in front of them. They are the people who have seen me in my proudest moments, so i can't let them see me in this state.

And sometimes when i can't come up with some excuse and my mom just want me to go and have some fresh air, i always end up sitting somewhere alone not bothered by the people around me.

You know the feeling when you don't want to wakeup early in the morning and your mom drag you out of your warm, cozy bed half awake half asleep.

So today is one of those days. My friend's brought me to some movie release where others went out with picking their snacks and i found myself sitting on a couch. Staring at people in front of me. Some happy some putting a show.

Asim:

My friend suggested me to meet someone at a movie release today. I pull myself together and get ready. Until last night i was a big mess in chaos of my friend anxiety. But today i have to put a big show.

I thought that i was supposed to meet that person in the hallway, waiting room or somewhere outside the theater area so i didn't purchase the movie ticket.

When i reach the cinema i received a text from him.

It says;

"I'll head straight into the theatre after arriving so meet me there in the interval break."

I got worried and hurried to the ticket station but the person there showed me the full house board. This all annoyed the hell out of me. I was disappointed i didn't know what to do. So i sat at a couch nearby.

And then again, I started my blame game;

"Don't do this with me please! It's probably my last chance if i won't get this opportunity I'm going to quit singing then. It's all over for me! All over!"

"Do you want some water?"

I looked up and saw a girl offering me a water bottle.

Her gaze look worried so i took her offer. She smiled and sat beside me.

"Now i think you've cooled down!"

I nodded.

She took something out of her pocket and placed it on my lap. I take that in my hand to see and then after watching I shift my gaze to her asking "What and Why?"

She said;" Just take it. I saw how worried you were after knowing that it's a full house. The movie is about to start so just go. Or else you'll miss your date".

"No... it's not.. like that...let me.."

"It's ok i can understand!"

She smiled at me again and then ran off to the exit gate without looking back at me for once.

Asim:

Last night was unlike the other nights of my life. It was special. I met the consultant at the theatre and got the chance to perform live at the country's (Pakistan) biggest platform "coke studio". So I'm on cloud nine. Thanks to that lovely stranger who helped me right on time. Just like God has sent her for me. For the first time in life I'm this much grateful of God. It felt like i am blessed. :')

The only problem now is to come up with the song before the end of this month and I still have no inspiration. Just when i was busy thinking about what to write Mrs. Malik's smiling face pop up in my mind.

And i realized that i haven't told her about this big news yet. So i grab my coat and take my laptop in case i get some inspiration and drive straight to the cafe.

Mrs.Malik;

It's been a while i haven't heard anything from hania or asim. God please help those two in the best way possible. I can't see them suffering.

"Mrs.Malik guess who?"

Asima asks closing Mrs.Malik's eyes with his hands.

"Asim, how childish! Grow up a little dear."

Asim comes in front of her and hugged her tightly.

"Mrs.Malik i made it! I made it! Coke studio wants me to perform live. I'm so happy i can't even tell. I'm just so happy!"

Mrs.Malik takes asim's face in her hands and said;

"See i knew it from the start! Didn't I tell you trust God? So now can i have a selfie with the future rockstar? And an autograph as well I'll frame it on my living room's wall."

"Oh come on Mrs.Malik you are exaggerating everything!I just got an offer, i haven't written a song yet or who knows whether I'll be successful or not!

She smiled on him underestimating his capabilities again.

"I'll go and bring you your favourite coffee. No sugar and a whip of cream on strong Americano just the way you like it. You just don't drink coffee for all nighters and for releasing stress but also in happy moments. It's bitter taste keep you close to reality. And yes it's on me, my treat!"

Asim nods and opens his laptop. He look outside the window to come up with something and....

"Mrs.Malik can i have one Americano please, the regular one!"

Hania's eyes meet asim's eyes and they both smiled.

Mrs.Malik notices the exchange of smiles and approaches hania.

"Hania my dear! Long time no see, where were you?

All good?"

"Let's sit there with asim."

They both sits opposite to asim.

"Asim she's hania one of my closest regular costumer just like you and hania he's the one i mentioned last time the amazing singer!"

Hania smiles remembering;

Last meeting with Mrs.Malik;

Mrs.Malik speaks hugging hania;

"Everything is going to be fine my dear, with pain comes ease. He(God) tests his closest with such wordly exams. Don't lose hope. Be faithful, to then he'll guide you the path of inner peace and satisfaction. You are not the only one going through this so never ask why me. You are unaware how others in this world are surviving. You know what there's another customer of mine ummm 2 or 3 years older than you. He's done with his graduation but music keeps him stressed all the time. He have no inspiration these days and you know how Industry works. You have to keep releasing new songs to become famous. He's talented but scared to try anything new. Because at this stage of life just like you he can't afford any risk either."