Dandelions

By Jehan zain Bano

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First time I saw you at the edge of the Golden gate bridge playing rocks in the ocean and moving her long fingers inside her blonde hair.She is hopping ,her hair loose in the wind ,smiling like a flutter,happy go lucky.The pain she is hiding within her is in the shadow of her smile took people in a nutshell.No pain no gain…

A French muslim woman, Hana, 24 years old baking muffins ,taking out from hot oven flipping out in a tray putting mittens aside while rhyming under the breath glorifying her creator.An architect and singing living in modern time France with 3dimensional simulation and cameras to limit checking frequently outside her barn of sheep and cattle. Low beats echoed across the barn field.The chirping of birds and smell of hay and dust floated in golden streaks of sunlight through a cracked window. Rain from last night dampened the wool of sheep and made them curl around their rounded backs .

The faceted Diamond keeps her strong to her deen and that is the focus of her everyday life. As she walks in the sparkling streets of Paris in her long coat, embroidered mittens, and scarf wrapped along her blond hair with her arm linked to her husband. Mahdi, a tall brunette male, with spiky hair, who resembles a movie actor that you would see from films in the 1990s, is kicking away the leaves that fell from the coming of fall to clear the way for his wife. Mahdi and she are lovebirds,he feels her as if she is a blossom flower,like a poet’s dream,as if a cool breeze on the face,as if deer in heart,as if evaporated soot from running train but at the same time he says to her “take my wife”, making her flinched.They are making their way to their usual

bakery where they eat their breakfast every Saturday. As they are eating they plan on where to go for their winter break together.

Excited for the time they will spend with one another, Hana is planning all sorts of activities. “ What if we stay in a resort in the mountains, and we would hike in the snow and ski? I think it would be fun and we could really take advantage of this beautiful weather.”

Taking her idea into consideration, Mahdi takes a bite into his croissant. “ I think it is a wonderful idea, I can't wait.”

On the trip they stopped at a Disney concert ,while she was taking her photo in front of the Eiffel Tower he suddenly grabs her from the back in public and kissed her, a coy maiden. She turned bright pink.

As the couple make their way to the mountain in the French icy glitter frost mountains, Mahdi in his long trench coat, hand steering the car in the slippery ice coated roads, conversing with Hana, the air is filled with love and hope.

After checking into the resort the two decide to take a stroll outside. Hana walking a few steps behind admires as Mahdi is walking with his loyal husky by his side. The husky barked at the bird flying above for migration. Mahdi bends down and finds a stick on the ground and throws it far and watches his loyal buddy start running to go retrieve it.

After years of investing in his farm he had secured a deal, letting hims start a major restaurant chain, shortly after he made his big break, giving him the freedom to travel with his wife. This puts a lot of stress on their flux capacitor, but luckily there is a soft drink and a subway everywhere in the exotic farm, so they never need to worry about running out of gas.

Harry Potter appears in tens of publications,depending on what the advertisment is Not to be coy,but are they even reading and if they are,I triple dog dare to cluck like a chicken aloud.

He got up and made himself a pot of coffee.Once he was done with breakfast he walked downstairs in the motel with a noticeable swing in his step but when he turn the center of his barn to gaze outside,he came to a terrific scene of crouching fire after the lightening.Mahdi stared at his sheep pen to see a barren and empty kind ,chaos made him a bolt from the blue ,about them.

They sheep ran out of the barn hearing thunder and watching burning fields, to look for their sheep anxiously and in their misery they discovered the fence was broken so they followed on the winding trail their footsteps.

Hunger and thirst quenched after they found sourdough and stakes in away to search of lost flock of sheep The eukaryotes and ganglions,tethered ropes of intestine,bulging sphincters pulped in slimes of biles rich with crime from overeating grabbing overheated piles of bacterial rank and flies at the croissant buffet,San Jose ,where digestion goes to delay itself another day

Arriving at a nearby villager, the view of their possession in the hands of villagers stumbled and raced chilled down their spine despite the warm sun.

Meanwhile the husband tripped and fell into a nearby lake and he blinked,certain his eyes were playing tricks on him.The villagers laughter Under the belt of achievement of free sheep caused his voice lingered like the last glow of dusk before night swallowed.

Hanna had a hard knot rose in her throat, losing both barn and her husband. Survival without them like she stood like a small island in a vast restless sea.Omen she called but since she is a devoted worship of Lord Allah kept her pessimistic in the midst of the irony of her life.

She faced a loss of hope as she had to deal with her bills, payment of house, food, as well as her health support, while she was without any relatives or friends she lived in a nearby village and her barn.

She posted about her lost sheep in the newspaper and hired a lawyer to get them back from the greedy and cruel villagers at full price.The lawyers replied he can't get into case with full refund instead can have a deal in the middle that settles both of the parties and negotiated with villagers with seventy percent back. While villagers demanded thirsty percent On this table both agreed.

Getting 70 percent back she invested her in a stock business which gives her seven hundred profit.Then she invests that seven hundred in four different businesses that eventually settles her down her financial stability.

Hannah celebrates peace when explores life's journey alone after her husband drowned in lake of france.

While everything around her fell apart she stood strong.

Resilience can't come without pain.

“It’s only after we have lost everything that we are free to do anything”.