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"The Scream of Silence"

A story woven with threads of love, pain, sacrifice, and hope.

By Muhammad WisalPublished 6 months ago 2 min read
"Some stories are written with the heart and stay within the soul forever. This is a tale of those silent loves the world never understood."

🌅 A Silent Beginning.

Noor’s village was a small, quiet place, far from the noise of the cities. Time moved slowly there, and hearts beat a little louder. Noor was a quiet girl, her eyes full of questions and her heart full of secrets.

🕊️ The Stranger.

One day, a stranger arrived in the village. His name was Rohaan. He came only for a few days, but in those days, Noor’s world quietly changed. Rohaan didn’t speak much, but his silence said everything. Noor and Rohaan shared moments, not words. Their hearts conversed in quiet glances and unspoken smiles.

🧡 A Silent Love.

Every evening, Rohaan sat under the old tree by the riverbank. Noor came there with a book in her hand. They didn’t speak. They didn’t promise. But they both knew—something existed between them, something larger than words.

📩 The Last Letter.

One day, Rohaan left, without a word. No goodbye. Just a letter, left for Noor.

"Noor,

Love doesn’t always need words.

Some relationships are like prayers—silent, but always present.

Rohaan"

Noor held that letter close to her chest and locked it away in her soul. She began to wait... without question, without complaint.

🌌 The Test of Time.

Years passed. The village changed. People came and went. But the tree remained, and so did Noor. Some said she had gone mad, waiting for someone who would never return.

But Noor would softly say,

"Love is not about coming or going... it's about staying."

🌠 The Return.

Fifteen years later, a man named Rohaan returned to the village. Now older, frail, and quiet. The villagers were surprised. Noor still sat under that tree. Their eyes met—no words, no movement.

But their eyes spoke:

"You came back?"

"I never really left."

🕯️ The End or The Beginning?

Rohaan took his last breath resting in Noor’s lap. His face calm, his heart at peace. Noor looked up at the sky and smiled gently, saying:

"My wait is over now..."

Even today, villagers say that when you pass by that tree at dusk, you can feel the presence of two souls—silent, but together forever.

📚 Summary:

This is a story about loves that never needed words, about promises made by hearts, and the kind of patience that only true love teaches

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