THE BARRIER MY VEIL
PROLOGUE & CHARACTER SKETCH :
She feels : My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind. She was an Orthodox on her religious values.
He feels: It is a fine thing to establish one’s own religion in one’s heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing. He was an Atheist.
all of us are advised to stick to our religions and go to Mosques and temples pray to to shower Happinesss and piece to all man kindss.
He Feels : Religion has convinced people that there’s an invisible man … living in the sky. Who watches everything you do every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a list of ten specific things he doesn’t want you to do. And if you do any of these things, he will send you to a special place, of burning and fire and smoke and torture and anguish for you to live forever, and suffer, and suffer, and burn, and scream, until the end of time.
MAAN SINGH KHURANA : A 28 year old Principal, who loved students and derived pleasure in teaching , of the vast Empire of Khurana’s he chose to work as Principal, One who help his students in all respects. He makes his students able to live better life. He teaches students to take decisions in all the conditions. Excellence par himself.
GEET ALI KHAN : A 25 year old Masters in Maths, who immensely loved social service, was member of many organizations, born and brought up in a upper middle class Muslim family, very reserved and valued her traditions and customs.
Will spun more characters as the story revolves around! Dnt want to over load the character sketch!
It was a perfect morning at Delhi High School, she walked past like a snail, swift and brisk, her footsteps repelled the sand in a way that noise threatened to vogue. She streamed around and took a vacant seat, multiple pair of eyes were gazing at her direction but all that appeared for their retina were her hazel eyes.
Ms Geet Ali Khan , the peon almost squeaked in his most monotonous voice, after a wait of an hour, which she spent reading the Holy verses which she knew by heart and glancing her FaceBook Messenger often, her heart leaped and she got up with the chirp of a butterfly, her walk like an elephant majestic and triumphatic, thoroughly the manners that only elite family would posses.
She stormed into for the interview, as elegantly and composed one could imagine and sat infront of Him, the great MSK, he noticed she the first girl who didn’t shiver at his gaze, his lips curled at a mockful smile. She extended her file, he started at those Hazel Eyes, he spoke
“What is the color of the chair you are seated”
She retorted back
“Same as the one you are seated on”
OH! That attitude bowled him and more than that the Nightingale voice made him lose ,
“So Ms.Geet Ali Khan Where have your honours from”
“Sir, I am a graduate from DU”
“Why is it you’d taken Mathematics”
“Because I love to solve problems! I have a magnetic attraction towards them”
“why do you think you will work here?”
“Because you seemed to have already decided” she leant back on her chair, he stared, she chuckled and spoke again,
“Cos, you didn’t ask why I want to work here, but instead said will ‘ future tense! Your assertive pronoun Sir!”
OMG! His slip of Grammar , and she caught him offguard, was there anyone who could overtake him, well there wasn’t a single soul he met in the last 28 years of his existence, but today was a different date. Yes indeed it was.
PRECAP : More of Character Sketches and family Background! Nd yes Muskaan Handa coming up! Stay tuned.
Will give d family circle in Part 1 and after tat story will begin !