Door to Jannah

Chapter 38

"Don't think that someone else is more blessed than you are because we are all blessed in different ways."

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Ayesha's POV

"Actually we are revert." He said and our mouth was drop open.

"Yooo oouu aaarree a reeveerrtt? Why was I not informed?" I asked him and Ahmish Bhai seemed to be shocked as equal as me.

"It's just I don't like to show off and stuff. Umm or I don't even know myself." He said with a sigh.

"Hey you won't be showing off by telling us your story. Reverts inspire us, they show us that they are the real warriors. We have been gifted islam in a decorated plate and still we don't practise much but look at the reverts, they have been given an empty plate and they decorate it so beautifully. They are so attached to islam, even more than us. In fact we should be ashamed." Ahmish Bhai said giving courage to Ahmad.

"I am not able to digest that you are a revert. When did you revert to islam? When we met were you revert already?" I bombarded him with question when I shouldn't do that.

"Umm where do I start with?" He asked in confusion.

"Ayesha stop confusing him, let him give his details." Ahmish Bhai said to me and turned to Ahmad.

"So Ahmad when did you get revert? Did your family objected when you decided to be revert? How did Shirana revert?" Ahmish Bhai said in a go.

"Shush Ahmish bhai you are confusing him too." I said and Ahmad was looking between us with a confused look.

"When did you revert." We both said in unison and looked at each other after speaking. I would have laughed hard if I wasn't in hospital.

"Okay let me start from the starting." The poor soul said.

"Umm so I was born in a hospital and cried when I came out of the womb. Then the doctors said a boy is born to my mother and showed my face to her and then after few minutes later my dad was infor..."

"Ahmad." We shouted in unison and we laughed.

"The atmosphere was so sad, so I thought to lighten up. I don't like when people whom I love are sad." He said fixing his gaze on me which I actually liked. He tried to make us laugh but his eyes spoke millions of emotions hidden in his heart.

"Umm so Shirana is the daughter of my dad's elder sister, and when she was born my aunt was serious at hospital and eventually she died. She was born when my younger brother Rehan was of few months, so my mother feeded her and took care of her. Shirana has two elder brothers too. So Shirana was always brought up in our family and she was close to us than her real family as there were no female in her house. She just went to her home during holidays and her brothers really admire her a lot. So this is the history of Shirana as my foster sister." Ahmad said looking at us.

"I didn't know that Shirana was not your real sister." Ahmish bhai said with a frown.

"Neither did I." I said with a pace.

"So my dad always admired the religion Islam and we were actually a hindu. He always had a thought that what media portrays about islam, is not true. You know he had a type of gut feeling. We have always been brought up in the surrounding of Hindu society. Ayesha remember I told you that we met in the park where you used to come with your dada and me with my Abbu?" He asked me and Ahmish Bhai was looking between us.

"Yes." I said plainly looking at the reaction of confused Ahmish Bhai.

"Well so my dad came to know about islam through your dada." He said and then I and Ahmish Bhai just looked each other in astonishment.