Of Love and Faith

“I’m Zaki. ” Strange, but his voice echoed inside me in a similar fashionwhen one struck the bell in the church, the sound of it travelled through thewalls of my ears and cascaded to my throat, then hit my rib cages and causedan unexpected jolt in my heart. If love’s a destination, then the heart wouldknow when one had finally arrived. In his arms I found home. But it’s hard tounderstand the ways of fate. In the fantasy world of Disney, love is enough. In the real world of men and women, and at the time when people differ fromeach other, not just by races but also by beliefs, there are age-oldtraditions that cannot be bypassed by means of love. There are no fairy tales,there are few love stories and this one far from ordinary. At the core of thisstory are two hearts with differing faiths. The divide is as old as time, andthe differences as complex as history itself.