Love is the name of trust A story of love and confidence

A drizzly afternoon. Drops of water are gathering on the window glass. Neela is enjoying a cup of tea while sitting in her small room. She is looking for a little peace in the warmth of the tea cup in her hand. Just as it is raining outside, some invisible rain is also falling in her mind—of love, waiting, and a little disappointment.

Neela is a girl from a small town. Her dreams were very big, but life does not always go according to dreams. She has loved reading books since childhood. She thought she would become a writer, write the stories of people's hearts. However, the realities of her life—society, duty, and reality—have all shaped her life in a particular way. Still, Neela did not give up. Day after day, night after night, she wrote in her diary. She kept her thoughts, feelings, and dreams there. She believed that one day she would find her place. She would convey her words and her love to the world.

One day, Aaraf suddenly came into her life. In the midst of a deep friendship, a small love blossomed. But that love was different. There were no demands, no rights—there was only respect and an attempt to understand each other.

Araf was a silent dreamer like Neela. He believed—love meant being by her side, becoming an inspiration.

— “You write, Neela. Your writing will touch people’s hearts one day.”

The first day she heard these words, Neela learned to believe in herself a little.

They were far apart, but their hearts were close together. They trusted each other. Araf never said “I love you”—but that love would flow out of his every action.

Yet one day their distance became real. Work, family, social pressure—everything came together to separate them. Araf went abroad, and Neela remained in her own world.

But this separation did not break Neela. Rather, that love gave her strength. She returned to writing. She writes stories of faith, stories of courage. She writes stories about love that stay with you even when you lose it. Neela asserts: **“Love does not mean finding, love means understanding yourself.

The love that gives confidence is eternal.” **

Three years later, one day a book of short stories written by her was published. Name—**“The name of trust is love”**.

That book contained their story, their wait, and a woman’s journey of self-confidence.

Aaraf was still far away, but he was the first reader. After receiving the book, he just sent a message—

**“I am proud of you, Neela. You can do it, because you never give up. I am inspired by you. **

Neela’s eyes filled with tears. She knows that love may not appear again, but the love that taught her self-confidence never fades.

Neela now writes regularly and gives lectures on women’s self-confidence. And says—

**“If love gives you confidence, that is your true love. And if it teaches you to trust in Allah, that is the greatest blessing in life.” **

At the end of each of her writings, there is only one sentence—

> **"Trust in yourself, trust in Allah, Love will show the right path.” **

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**Last words:**

This story is not just for Neela, but for all of us. At some point in our lives, some of us fall in love—which may not come close, but changes us from within. It gives us confidence, inspires trust in Allah.

And as a result, a new "me" emerges—strong, composed, and enlightened.