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Chapter 6 - The flashback (Characteristics of Jinn) (Ghost)

The next morning we headed back to the home as everyone decided to travel in the daylight only. Having the uncanny experience, mother and Laila were way too terrified to travel at night or after the sunset. All packed up, we left the hotel and stopped by the restaurant for breakfast.

I could see the entire family enjoying themselves and discussing each other's adventures from the trip. Where I sat quietly, lost and confused, suffering from depression. I was longing for him. I was hoping he'd show up so I could at least talk to him.

Laila approached me and showed me the photos on her digital camera. I snubbed her, being impolite. Look at this amazing shot Haya, it's from right beside the tree where you got the rose and we witnessed the magical bird, said, Laila. I got goosebumps and grabbed her camera, please show me! Inquisitively, I replied! Nothing was visible when I zoomed in on the tree. No one, not even the bird. Are you certain you took the photograph of the bird? I inquired of Laila. Of course, she replied.

I couldn't help but take a picture of it. Because it was breathtakingly beautiful and seemed out of this world. Nonetheless, it's strange that it's not there, or perhaps it was deleted by mistake, according to Laila. I was convinced that the bird had something to do with the mysterious man (the ghost).

Being aware of their existence. I also observed and read a lot about them. I was always curious to learn more about them. I was the least afraid, and after some investigation, I discovered that they are made of fire and are extraordinary. However, it is also said that their appearance is particularly frightening. Because a human cannot afford to expose their appearance, they are hidden from the human eye and reveal themselves only to those they choose. They can shapeshift and travel at the speed of light.

Because they are living beings, God's creation. They are classified as male or female, either good or bad. They have families, marriages, and children as well.

I became interested in learning more about the magical man (the ghost). Did he change his shape to meet me? Did he feel the same way about me? I couldn't stop thinking about it. I think about him all the time, day and night.

We eventually returned home, and a few days passed. I kept having dreams about him waiting for me under the tree and handing me a rose full of love and charm. I knew I was head over heels in love with him. And it was love at first sight. It's strange because I've never felt this way about a human or anyone else before. As I continued to beg God's forgiveness for crossing the line. I'm aware that I'm not acting appropriately. I kept trying, albeit reluctantly, to forget about it! And as I struggled to do so, I kept seeing him in my dreams, which fueled the fire a little more each day.

With each passing day, I became more depressed and sad. Even with my parents, I didn't speak properly. I only felt as if I had left my heart in the Khyber fort. I didn't give a damn about anything. At the same time, I became despicable and impolite.

Now that I'm talking about it, I'm remembering everything. Strange! Imam, said Haya. Everything seemed to have vanished from my memory.

Good! This is why I've summoned you here to learn everything I can about your past. What caused it to fade from your memory?

Continue speaking, and I hope you are able to evoke everything completely! And don't be concerned, my child; God's grace will protect you! Continue speaking! Imam, you said it. (From the Religious Scholar.)

Concerned about my depression and the change in regime, my parents and friends decided to send me on another trip to the beach resort with my friends. A slight I became distracted from my strange impending, one-sided love story. Because I adore beaches and the powerful sound of the waves. When I go to the beach, I have a habit of sitting by the water's edge and listening to the waves for hours. I was in a state of ecstasy.

My friends and cousins joined me the next morning as we drove to the beach resort. On the way to the beach, I passed by a rose garden, which rekindled my depression. As it just reminded me of him. I begged God to make it happen if it was predestined. I'm not concerned with distinctions or boundaries. Laila comforted me by holding my hand tightly as she saw me shed tears. We're here for you, Haya, said my cousin Atif as he drove the car. I implore you to at least try to be cheerful! I kept quiet because I was embarrassed to let everyone down.

As soon as we arrived, I jumped out of the car and ran to the beach. Haya, please wait for me! Laila said, "Let me get the stuff from the car." I ignored her and ran towards the shore, being a little emotional fool. Take care! Atif exclaimed as he noticed me running! Sure, I said, a little loudly.

As the waves touched my feet on the beach, I felt ecstatic and joyful. I inhaled deeply. The same moment I could smell the scent of roses again. I was choked as the entire scene flashed before my eyes.

I remained speechless as Laila arrived and became concerned when she saw me choked. Haya! Haya! Are you all right? Laila exclaimed repeatedly! It took me a few moments to properly respond to her. Laila, can you smell the roses? I inquired of her. No way, there are no roses on the beach. I can't even find them anywhere? Laila stated. I started crying. Haya, you are so dramatically emotional! What's the matter with you? She hugged and consoled me as she said, "Come here, and don't cry." As Atif stated in the car, we are here for you.

This trip is solely for your mental well-being. Don't sabotage it for yourself. This is the least anyone could do to make you happy. Please share it with me, and let me know what's bothering you. Haya, you haven't been the same since we returned from the fort. You're depressed and bothered. It's heartbreaking for both me and your parents. Let it all out, my darling, it might make you feel better. Trust me, I'm here to listen to what you have to say and will not pass judgement on you. Promise? I begged frantically. Yes, yes, yes! Laila stated. We sat by the water's edge, and I began to confess...