𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒

“Yes, Mom, I’ve been doing some serious soul-searching and I’ve come to realize that I really want to quit this job,” Talifa confided in her mother over the phone, her voice laced with a mix of determination and frustration. As she walked towards her car, the warm sunlight casting a gentle glow on her face, she continued, “They’re trying to persuade me to stay, but to be honest, Mom, I’m just not feeling it anymore. The stress and pressure are taking a toll on me, and I think it’s time for me to move on.” Talifa’s words spilled out in a rush, as if she’d been holding them back for too long. She reached her car, unlocked the door, and slid into the driver’s seat, feeling a sense of liberation wash over her.

“Yes, Mom, don’t worry, I’ll take care of myself and not overexert,” Talifa reassured her mother over the phone, a hint of warmth and affection in her voice. “And yes, I’ve already had my breakfast, so you can stop worrying about that too.” She smiled to herself, accustomed to her mother’s loving but persistent concerns. “Now, I really need to hang up, Mom - I’m about to head out and drive to the office. I’ll talk to you later, okay? Love you.” With a final promise to check in soon, Talifa ended the call, slipped her phone into her bag, and focused on the road ahead as she pulled out of her driveway and headed to Elektra Records.

She arrived at the prestigious Elektra Records, a renowned name in the music industry, and parked her car in the designated lot. With a sense of purpose, she stepped out of the vehicle and headed straight towards Mr. Mike’s office, situated on the top floor of the sleek, modern building. She had already scheduled an appointment with his secretary, and was expected. As she walked, the soft click of her heels on the polished marble floor echoed through the lobby, a subtle announcement of her arrival.

She arrived at the 10th floor and stood before Mr. Mike’s office, taking a deep breath to compose herself. With a sense of determination, she grasped the door knob, swung the door open, and stepped inside. Her eyes met those of Mr. Mike, who was seated in the high-backed executive chair behind his expansive desk.

“Hello, sir,” Talifa said, as Mr. Mike looked up and smiled warmly.

“Hello, Miss Pasha,” he replied. “How are you?”

“I’m good, sir. I hope you’re fine as well,” Talifa responded politely.

Mr. Mike smiled warmly and gestured towards the chair, indicating for Talifa to take a seat.

As she took her seat, Talifa handed Mr. Mike the envelope she had been holding, its contents clearly labeled: “Resignation”.

Mr. Mike’s eyes scanned the heading, and his expression shifted to one of surprise and concern. He looked up at Talifa, a deep frown etched on his forehead. “Miss Pasha, what is this?” he asked, his tone a mix of curiosity and dismay.

“This is my formal resignation, sir,” Talifa declared, her voice steady and confident. “As my contract is set to expire next week, I have decided not to renew it and am therefore resigning from my position, effective immediately.”

“Okay, but why?” Mr. Mike asked, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment and curiosity. “I’m sure you didn’t face any insurmountable problems or difficulties while working here, did you? You’ve been a valued member of our team, and I’d hate to think that we’ve lost you due to some unresolved issue.” He paused, leaning forward slightly, his eyes locked intently on Talifa’s. “And did you have a chance to inform Christina, the artist you’ve been managing, about your resignation? How do you think this will affect her work and our upcoming projects?”

“Sir, she was actually the first person I informed about my decision,” Talifa replied, her voice confident and respectful. “And I have no doubt that you’ll find an even more efficient and capable manager to oversee Miss Christina Perri’s career. She’s an incredibly talented artist, and I’m sure she’ll continue to thrive under new management.” Talifa’s expression remained professional, but a hint of warmth and appreciation for Christina Perri’s talent flickered in her eyes.

“So, you’ve already made up your mind to leave our company?” Mr. Mike asked, a hint of surprise and nostalgia in his voice. “I still vividly remember the day you first walked in here, bursting with determination and enthusiasm to work with us. And I must say, you’ve truly proven yourself in this short period. Your dedication, work ethic, and passion for the music industry have been truly commendable. You’ve been an invaluable asset to our team, and your departure will be deeply felt.”

“Thank you so much, Mr. Mike, for your incredibly kind words,” Talifa replied, her voice filled with genuine gratitude and emotion. “They truly mean a lot to me, and I’m touched by your recognition of my efforts. Your acknowledgement is a wonderful validation of my hard work and dedication, and I’ll always cherish your appreciation.”

She stood up, her movements graceful and deliberate, and Mr. Mike followed suit, rising from his chair with a respectful smile. He instinctively extended his hand to shake hers, a habitual gesture of farewell, but then suddenly recalled that Talifa was Muslim and observed the practice of not shaking hands with the opposite sex. His face flushed slightly with embarrassment, Mr. Mike quickly withdrew his hand, replacing the intended handshake with a respectful bow of his head, a gracious acknowledgment of her cultural traditions.

Talifa’s face lit up with a warm smile as she observed Mr. Mike’s thoughtful gesture, appreciating his respect for her cultural traditions. She, too, bowed her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with gratitude, as she reciprocated his courteous acknowledgment. The brief, wordless exchange spoke volumes about the mutual respect and understanding that had developed between them during her time at the company.

With a final, gracious nod, Talifa turned and took her leave, her heels clicking softly on the polished floor as she made her way out of Mr. Mike’s office. As she emerged into the bustling hallway, she was met with a chorus of warm farewells and well-wishes from her colleagues, including production teams, makeup artists, and other singer-songwriters who had grown to admire and respect her during her tenure at Elektra Records. The atmosphere was bittersweet, with a palpable sense of loss and appreciation for the contributions she had made to the company. She felt a deep sense of gratitude for the experiences and connections she had made .

As she stepped out of the office building, Talifa paused for a moment, gazing up at the sleek, modern facade of Elektra Records one last time. She felt a pang of nostalgia wash over her, as memories of late-night recording sessions, creative brainstorming meetings, and triumphant milestones flooded her mind. With a gentle smile, she bid a silent farewell to the building, acknowledging the significant role it had played in her life and career. Taking a deep breath, she turned and began walking towards her car.

As she settled into the driver’s seat of her car, a wave of melancholy washed over Talifa, catching her off guard. She felt a pang of sadness as she contemplated the significant change that lay ahead, one that would disrupt the familiar rhythm of her daily routine, which had remained largely unchanged over the past 2.5 years. She had relocated to New York from Turkey to take on this role, and the memories, experiences, and connections she had made during that time were now bittersweet reminders of what she was leaving behind.

Yet, as she sat there, lost in thought, a spark of excitement began to flicker within her. She couldn’t wait to reunite with her family, to share stories and laughter with them, and to rediscover the comforts of home. Moreover, the prospect of starting anew, of exploring fresh opportunities and pursuing her passions, filled her with a sense of hope and anticipation. As she took a deep breath, the conflicting emotions began to settle, and a sense of clarity emerged, reminding her that sometimes, change can be a beautiful thing.

With a renewed sense of calm, Talifa put the car in gear and drove to her apartment, nestled in the heart of downtown New York. She expertly maneuvered the vehicle into her designated parking spot within the building, before stepping out into the crisp air. As she made her way to the elevator, she pressed the button for the 6th floor, where her cozy apartment awaited.

The doors slid open, and Talifa stepped into the serene oasis she called home. The interior was a masterclass in understated elegance, with a predominantly white color scheme, accented by minimal yet thoughtful lighting. Every element, from the sleek furniture to the carefully curated artwork, reflected Talifa’s impeccable taste and flair for design. The result was a space that exuded warmth, comfort, and a deep sense of tranquility.

As she slipped off her shoes and settled into the peaceful atmosphere, Talifa felt a sense of gratitude for this little slice of heaven she had created for herself. It was a refuge from the hustle and bustle of the city, a place where she could retreat, recharge, and let her true self shine. And as she looked around at the familiar, comforting surroundings, Talifa knew that she would miss this apartment, this sanctuary, when she will left New York behind.

Talifa settled into her plush living room sofa, taking a moment to appreciate the warm, inviting atmosphere she had so carefully cultivated. She gazed around the room, her eyes lingering on the thoughtful touches that made this space truly hers. The soft glow of the table lamps, the vibrant colors of the artwork, and the plush textures of the throw blankets all combined to create a sense of comfort and tranquility.

After a while, Talifa rose from the sofa, feeling refreshed and ready to unwind. She made her way to her bedroom, dropping her bag onto its designated spot beside the dresser. Next, she walked over to her spacious walk-in closet, sliding open the door to reveal a neatly organized array of clothes, shoes, and accessories. She reached for a cozy pair of sweatpants and a matching shirt, the soft fabrics and relaxed fit promising a welcome respite from the stresses of the day.

Talifa decided to treat herself to a warm, relaxing bath, the perfect antidote to the chilly winter evening. As she soaked in the soothing water, she gazed out the window, mesmerized by the snowflakes gently falling onto the bustling streets of New York. The scene was nothing short of magical, the soft glow of the city lights casting a warm ambiance over the winter wonderland.

After her rejuvenating bath, Talifa emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in the cozy sweatpants and shirt she had chosen earlier. As she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, a bright smile spread across her face. Indeed, she was a vision of beauty, her radiant skin glowing with a warm, golden light. Her dark brown hair cascaded down her back in soft, loose waves, framing her heart-shaped face and accentuating her striking features. Talifa’s eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, and her full lips curved upwards in a gentle, self-assured smile. She felt confident, relaxed, and utterly at peace, her beauty shining from within like a warm, golden light.

After admiring her reflection, Talifa decided to pamper herself with a thorough skin care routine. She carefully cleansed, toned, and moisturized her skin, feeling the stress and fatigue of the day melt away. With her skin feeling refreshed and revitalized, she slipped out of her bedroom and made her way straight to the kitchen, her stomach growling with anticipation.

As she entered the kitchen, Talifa’s eyes landed on the sleek, modern appliances and the warm, inviting atmosphere she had created. She quickly set about preparing her favorite pasta dish, the aroma of sizzling garlic and olive oil filling the air and teasing her taste buds. As the pasta cooked to perfection, Talifa’s hunger grew, and she couldn’t wait to indulge in the satisfying, comforting meal.

Finally, the pasta was ready, and Talifa sat down at the kitchen table, feeling grateful for this quiet, peaceful moment to herself. She took her first bite, closing her eyes in rapture as the flavors danced on her tongue. The creamy sauce, the al dente pasta, and the sprinkle of parmesan cheese all combined to create a truly satisfying culinary experience.

As she savored her meal, Talifa reached for the remote control and turned on the TV, settling in for a relaxing evening of entertainment. The soft glow of the screen and the comforting sounds of her favorite show provided the perfect accompaniment to her delicious pasta dinner, and Talifa felt her heart and soul nourished by this simple yet satisfying pleasures.

As she watched TV and enjoyed her pasta, Talifa’s mind began to wander, reflecting on the countless memories she had created within these walls. From lazy Sunday mornings to lively dinners , this apartment had been her haven, her sanctuary, and her home. She thought about the friends she had made, the laughter they had shared, and the experiences they had created together.

Talifa thoroughly relished every moment of her second-to-last day in the apartment, savoring the familiar comforts and warm memories that filled every corner of the space. As she settled into the cozy routine of her evening, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of bittersweet nostalgia wash over her. Tomorrow would be her last full day in this apartment, and the day after, she would bid farewell to New York and embark on the long journey back to Turkey.

Despite the fond memories and the comfort of her life in New York, Talifa couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was missing. She had experienced unparalleled success in her career, working with renowned artists and managing the careers of several high-profile actresses. However, the fast-paced and competitive nature of the industry had taken its toll on her. The constant pressure to stay ahead, the cutthroat competition, and the relentless pursuit of perfection had left her feeling drained and unfulfilled.

Talifa’s experiences working in Turkey had been vastly different. She had found the culture to be warm and welcoming, with a strong emphasis on community and relationships. Her colleagues had been supportive and collaborative, and she had felt a sense of belonging and purpose. As she reflected on her time in Turkey, Talifa realized that she was craving a similar sense of connection and meaning in her life.

Talifa’s decision to leave New York wasn’t a impulsive one, nor was it a sign of her giving up or running away from challenges. On the contrary, she was a driven and hardworking individual who had always been proactive about her career and personal growth. In fact, she had already taken concrete steps towards her next chapter, having applied to several prominent labels and lining up interviews with potential employers.

Talifa’s desire for change was rooted in her innate curiosity and love for exploration. She had always been fascinated by different cultures, languages, and ways of life. Her passion for learning and growth had driven her to pursue opportunities in various parts of the world, including Turkey, where she had worked as a manager for several actresses.

For Talifa, the idea of starting anew wasn’t daunting; it was exhilarating. She thrived on the prospect of immersing herself in unfamiliar surroundings, meeting new people, and discovering fresh perspectives. Her adventurous spirit, combined with her strong work ethic and determination, made her confident that she would succeed in whatever path she chose to pursue.

The day of Talifa’s departure finally arrived, and she felt a mix of emotions as she prepared to leave the apartment she had called home for so long. She carefully packed her remaining belongings, making sure not to forget anything important. With her suitcase and hand carry in tow, she took one last look around the apartment, committing every detail to memory.

As she closed the door behind her, Talifa felt a pang of nostalgia wash over her. She made her way to the landlord’s office, where she handed over the keys and bid him farewell. With a final glance at the building, she slipped into the waiting cab, feeling a sense of relief that she had returned the company car the day before.

The drive to the airport was smooth and uneventful, giving Talifa time to collect her thoughts and reflect on the journey ahead. As she arrived at the airport, she quickly made her way to the check-in counter, where she completed the boarding formalities.

With her boarding pass in hand, Talifa proceeded to the gate, where she was greeted by the friendly flight attendants. She settled into her comfortable seat in business class, feeling grateful for the luxury and convenience. As she fastened her seatbelt and prepared for takeoff,

Talifa Pasha, a stunning young Muslim woman of Turkish and Pakistani descent, embodied the perfect blend of intellect, beauty, and resilience. Her sharp mind and quick wit had enabled her to navigate life’s challenges with determination and grit, forging a strong and confident individual.

Her piercing dark green eyes sparkled with an inner fire that hinted at a deep well of strength and character. Her long, dark brown hair always be trapped in Turkish style hijab beautifully framing a heart-shaped face that was both exquisite and resilient. Talifa’s beauty was truly ethereal, leaving a lasting impression on all who laid eyes on her. It was not uncommon for strangers to turn back for a second glance, mesmerized by her stunning features.Despite being mistaken for a actress on several occasions, Talifa remained humble and grounded, she was deeply committed to her Muslim faith and values. Her sense of style was modest yet elegant, reflecting her perfect blend of beauty and brains. Talifa Pasha was a true gem, a shining example of a modern Muslim woman who embodied confidence, intelligence, and loveliness

As the plane touched down on Turkish soil, Talifa felt a rush of excitement and nostalgia. She gathered her belongings and made her way through the airport, her eyes scanning the crowded arrivals hall for familiar faces. And then, suddenly, she saw them - her father and brother, standing and smiling warmly.

Her father, still devilishly handsome in his 50s, beamed with pride as he caught sight of his daughter. His eyes crinkled at the corners, and his silver hair seemed to gleam in the fluorescent lighting. Talifa’s heart swelled with love and affection as she hurried towards him, feeling like a little girl again.

Standing beside her father was her brother, two years her junior, but already towering over her with his lanky frame. His bright smile and sparkling eyes were identical to their father’s, and Talifa couldn’t help but feel a pang of sibling love and protectiveness.

“Assalam o alaikum” dad, she said as she reached to them and side hugged them.

“Wa alaikum assalam, my dear,” her father replied, his voice warm and gentle, as he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. “It’s so wonderful to see you, Talifa. Looking more beautiful than ever.”

Her brother, not to be left out, chimed in with a cheerful “Assalamu alaikum, abi!” and enveloped her in a bear hug, lifting her off the ground in his enthusiasm. Talifa laughed and hugged him back, feeling a deep sense of joy and contentment at being reunited with her loved ones.

“Thanks, Dad,” she answered, smiling warmly at her father’s praise.

“Wa alaikum assalam, Burhan,” she said, turning to her brother. “How are you?

“Alhamdulillah, I’m doing great, abi,” Burhan replied, grinning from ear to ear. “Just missing my big sister, but now that you’re back, everything is perfect!” He teased, nudging her playfully with his elbow.

Talifa chuckled and playfully rolled her eyes, “Oh, Burhan, you’re such a charmer!” She smiled warmly at her brother .feeling grateful for the strong bond they shared.

Their father, watching the exchange between his children, smiling ,his eyes shining with happiness. “Let’s get going, shall we?” he suggested, gesturing towards the exit. “Your mother is waiting for us at home, and she’s prepared a special welcome dinner just for you, Talifa.”

“Oh, yes dad, you have no idea how much I’ve missed the taste of Mom’s cooking,” Talifa exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I’m going to eat so much, I just know it! Mom’s food is the best in the world, and I’ve been craving it for so long.”

“Eat as much as you want, my girl,” her father said, his face breaking into a warm, affectionate smile.

“Aren’t you getting a bit chubby, abi?” Burhan teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief, as he affectionately used the Turkish term for “older sister”.

Talifa shot her brother a withering glance, her eyes flashing with mock indignation. “Excuse me? Chubby? Me? Don’t be ridiculous, Burhan!” she retorted, her voice dripping with sass. “You know I’m a gym freak! I hit the gym every day, and I’m in better shape than you’ll ever be!”

“Excuse me, sister...don’t you know that I, too, am a gym enthusiast?” Burhan said, his voice dripping with dramatic flair, as he struck a pose, flexing his arms and puffing out his chest. “I mean, have you seen these guns?” he asked, winking at Talifa, who couldn’t help but laugh at her brother’s antics.

Talifa rolled her eyes again, a hint of amusement dancing on her lips as she shook her head at her brother’s theatrics.

Their father, Mr. Talal Pasha, couldn’t help but smile warmly as he watched the playful banter between his two children. He adored Talifa and Burhan, and it was clear that they brought immense joy to his life. As he gazed at them, his eyes shone with pride and affection, his heart filled with gratitude for the precious gift of his children.

Talifa settled comfortably into the frontseat of the car, gazing out the window as the vibrant cityscape of Ankara unfolded before her eyes. She couldn’t help but admire the stunning beauty of the city, with its rich history and cultural heritage evident in its ancient architecture, bustling streets, and picturesque landscapes. As the car wound its way through the city’s winding roads, Talifa felt a sense of peace and tranquility wash over her, grateful to be back in the city she loved.

“Dad, it’s amazing - nothing seems to have changed here in Turkey over the past 2.5 years,” Talifa observed, her eyes scanning the familiar landscape. “Everything still feels just like it did before - the same beautiful scenery, the same vibrant streets...it’s as if time stood still. It’s wonderful to see that some things remain constant, and that the beauty of Turkey is still just as captivating as I remembered it.”

“Yes, my girl, nothing has changed here,” her father said, his voice filled with warmth and affection. “It’s just that we’ve grown accustomed to missing you so much. Your absence left a void in our lives, and it’s wonderful to have you back home with us again.”

She hesitated, wanting to share her thoughts with her father, but hesitant and being unaware of his reaction when she will tell him that what she is thinking for future ahead.She knew that she cannot stay in Turkey forever ,that she would have to leave again as soon as she secured another job. But she didn’t want to ruin this moment, didn’t want to see the happiness fade from her father’s eyes and this reunion. So she kept her thoughts to herself, letting the warmth of the moment wash over her, and simply smiled, savoring the time she had with her loved ones.

“Oh, my God, Talifa! I missed you so, so much!” It was her mother who exclaimed, her voice trembling with emotion as she flung open her arms and enveloped Talifa in a warm, tight hug. “Thank God you’re back with us now,” she whispered, holding her daughter close, her eyes shining with happy tears. “I’ve missed you every single day, my darling. It’s so wonderful to finally have you home again.” As she spoke, she showered Talifa’s face with kisses, her love and joy palpable in every gesture.

“Aww, Mom, don’t be emotional, yar,” Talifa said, using the affectionate Urdu term for “friend” as she gently stroked her mother’s hair. “Now that I’m back, we’ll spend lots of time together, just like we used to. We’ll have so much fun, shopping, cooking, and laughing together. I promise, I’m not going anywhere for a while, so let’s just enjoy every moment together, okay?” Talifa’s words were like a balm to her mother’s emotional heart, and she smiled, her eyes still shining with happy tears, as she hugged her daughter tightly once again.

As a multicultural family, they had a unique linguistic dynamic at home. Talifa’s father, being of Pakistani descent, had taught her Urdu from a young age, and she would often converse with him in his native language. On the other hand, her mother, who was Turkish, had learned Urdu after marrying Talifa’s father, and although Turkish was her first language, she was fluent in Urdu as well. As a result, Talifa would often switch between Turkish and Urdu when speaking with her parents, depending on the context and the person she was addressing. This bilingual household allowed them to maintain strong connections to both their Turkish and Pakistani heritage.

“Aww, Mommy, I’m soooo hungry!” Talifa exclaimed, pouting her lips and batting her eyelashes like a little girl. “What yummy food have you made for your beautiful daughter?” she asked, her voice dripping with playful innocence.

Her mother chuckled at Talifa’s antics, shaking her head in amusement. “Oh, my little drama queen, I’ve made your favorite dish - kebabs with rice and salad. And for dessert, I’ve prepared some delicious baklava. Come, let’s eat and catch up some more.”

“Okay, Mom, I’m going to go get freshened up, and then I’ll come back and eat !” Talifa exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement at the prospect of devouring her favorite foods. “I’m starving, Mom! See you in a bit!” she called out, already heading towards the stairs to go to her room.

Her mother smiled and nodded, “Okay, beta, come fast”. I’ll set the table and get everything ready. Don’t forget to wash your hands before coming to eat!” she reminded Talifa, who just laughed and waved goodbye as she disappeared upstairs.

Talifa came downstairs, feeling cozy and relaxed in her comfy clothes, her hair tied up in a loose ponytail. She settled into her favorite spot at the dining table, where her mother had set out a delicious spread of kebabs, rice, salad, and warm bread. Her father ,mother and brother were already seated, waiting for her to join them.

As they sat down to eat together, the atmosphere was filled with warmth and love. They chatted and laughed, enjoying each other’s company as they savored the tasty meal. Talifa felt grateful to be reunited with her family, and she reveled in the simple joy of sharing a meal together.

Talifa’s family was overjoyed at her arrival especially her burhan and her mother, and they were thrilled to be spending quality time together again. The warmth and love in their home were palpable as they laughed, chatted, and shared stories, making the most of every moment they had together. Talifa’s father would often look at her with tears in his eyes, grateful to have his daughter back home safe and sound. Her mother would shower her with affection, cooking her favorite meals and pampering her with love. The family’s bond grew stronger with each passing day, and they cherished every second they spent together, creating memories that would last a lifetime.

“Yeah, Talifa, Abi, have you double-checked all the arrangements?” Burhan asked, a hint of concern in his voice. “I’m telling you, I don’t want to get scolded by Mom for forgetting anything. You yourself go and check the car to make sure everything is packed and in its place. We don’t want to leave anything behind, and I want to make sure we’re all set for the trip.” Talifa’s brother handed her the car keys, and with a smile, Talifa headed out to the car to ensure everything was in order.

It had been a wonderful week since Talifa’s return, filled with laughter, love, and quality time with her family. Now, they were all excitedly preparing for their annual family camping trip, a tradition they cherished deeply. The car was packed with tents, sleeping bags, and all the essentials for a fun-filled adventure in the great outdoors. Talifa’s parents were busy checking the list one last time, making sure they hadn’t forgotten anything. Talifa, meanwhile, was bubbling with enthusiasm, eager to spend more time with her loved ones in the beautiful Turkish countryside. With everything ready, they set off early in the morning, looking forward to a fantastic family camping trip together.

It was a typical day for Talifa, spent busy on her laptop, sitting comfortably in her room surrounded by the familiar comforts of her own space. She was engrossed in responding to emails, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she typed away, taking notes and making mental reminders. After finishing her tasks, she closed her laptop, stretched her arms, and headed downstairs to join her family.

As she entered the kitchen, she was greeted by the warm aroma of cooking food and the sound of lively chatter. Her mother was busy preparing lunch, expertly chopping vegetables and stirring pots with the help of their household helper, who was busily scrubbing the pots and pans. The kitchen was filled with the warm, comforting atmosphere of a busy household, and Talifa felt a sense of contentment wash over her as she smiled at her mother and the helper, happy to be surrounded by the people and the place she loved.

“Mmm, something smells delicious, Mom!” Talifa exclaimed, wrapping her arms around her mother in a warm hug. As they embraced, she asked, “Mom, where’s Dad and Burhan?”

“Oh, beta, your father and Burhan have left for some site visit, they’ll come in a while” her mother said with a smile, as she continued to prepare lunch” Talifa nodded.

Talifa’s mother glanced at her with a loving yet serious expression, and said, “Now, beta, I want to talk to you about something important. You’re not getting any younger, and I think it’s time for you to settle down. I want you to get married, Talifa.” Talifa’s eyes widened in surprise, and she felt a mix of emotions: shock, curiosity, and a hint of nervousness. She had known this conversation was inevitable, but she hadn’t expected it to come up so suddenly. She looked at her mother, searching for answers, and asked, “Mama, What...? Why all of sudden?” But her mother just smiled and said, “its not sudden i and your father wants you to get married now, this is the perfect time to get married”

Talifa took a deep breath and decided it was time to have an open and honest conversation with her mother. “Mom, please,” she said, her voice filled with conviction, “I’ve told you before that I want to focus on my career right now. I don’t want to get married yet. I need at least two to three more years to establish myself professionally and achieve my goals. Please, Mom, don’t force me into this. I know you want the best for me, but I’m not ready for marriage. Can’t we just wait and see how things go?” Talifa’s mother looked at her with a concerned look, and Talifa could tell that she was weighing her words carefully.

Talifa’s mother smiled knowingly and said, “I knew you would give me this answer, beta. Yet also i want you to start thinking about this also. We just want what’s best for you, She paused and looked at Talifa with a serious expression. I really want you to think about your future and what you want out of life. Marriage and family are important, and I don’t want you to miss out on those experiences. Just promise me you’ll keep an open mind and heart, okay?”

“Yes, yes, Mom, don’t worry,” Talifa said, reassuringly, as she hugged her mother tightly. “I promise I’ll keep an open mind and heart. I just need some more time to focus on my career and myself. I’ll think about my future I promise.” Her mother smiled, looking relieved, and hugged her back. “That’s all I can ask for, beta. I just want you to be happy and fulfilled.

Talifa smiled warmly, feeling grateful for her mother’s understanding and support. She appreciated the fact that her mother was willing to listen to her perspective and respect her decisions, even if they didn’t align with her own expectations. The smile on Talifa’s face reflected her relief and happiness, and her mother smiled back, knowing that they shared a special bond and a deep understanding of each other.

“After lunch, Talifa told her mother, “Mom, I have two online interviews in an hour, and I really need to focus. Could you please let everyone know not to disturb me during that time? I’ll be in my room, and I want to make sure I’m fully prepared and won’t be interrupted.” Her mother nodded understandingly and replied, “Of course, beta. I’ll make sure to let the household help know, and I’ll keep an eye on things downstairs. You go ahead and get ready for your interviews.

Talifa smiled and said “thnak you mom you’re the best!!”

Talifa walked into her room, closed the door behind her, and began to prepare for her online interviews. She took a few deep breaths to calm her nerves and then started to get dressed in a professional attire. She chose a crisp white blouse, a tailored black blazer, and a pair of elegant trousers that made her feel confident and poised. She wore her hijab neatly yet stylishly and finish off by applying a subtle makeup look, As she looked at herself in the mirror, she felt a sense of professionalism and readiness, knowing that she was presenting herself in the best possible way for her interviews.

Talifa glanced at her computer screen, where the video conferencing platform was open, and saw that the representative from the Korean company , was already online, waiting for her. She took a deep breath, smiled, and joined the call. The representative, a friendly-looking woman named Ms. Kim, greeted Talifa warmly and introduced herself. Talifa remembered that she had dropped her CV at the company’s booth during a job fair a few months ago, and she was thrilled to have been shortlisted for an interview. As the conversation began, Talifa felt a mix of excitement and nervousness, but she was determined to showcase her skills and experience, and make a good impression on the Korean company.

Talifa’s felt excitement as she recalled that the music label she was interviewing with was none other than HYBE Labels, the parent company of BIGHIT Entertainment, the powerhouse many K-pop groups. She couldn’t believe her luck, and her passion for K-pop and Korean culture only added to her enthusiasm. As she began the interview, she was asked about her background and experience, and she proudly shared her story of learning Korean as a hobby years ago. The interviewer, impressed by her language skills, smiled and said, “We’re glad to have you on board, and your knowledge of Korean will definitely be an asset in this role. As you know, BIGHIT Entertainment is a leading player in the K-pop industry, and we’re always looking for talented individuals who share our passion for music and culture.” Talifa’s heart skipped a beat as she realized that she was one step closer to joining the team behind this established label .

As the online interview came to a close, Talifa felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. She had answered all the questions confidently and had shared her passion for the music industry and K-pop. The interviewer, a representative from HYBE Labels, smiled warmly and said, “Thank you, Talifa, for taking the time to speak with us today. We were impressed by your language skills, your knowledge of the music industry, and your enthusiasm for K-pop. We would like to invite you to an in-person interview at our office in Seoul.” Talifa’s heart skipped a beat as she processed the news. An in-person interview in Seoul? This was a dream come true! She eagerly accepted the invitation and began to make plans for her trip to Seoul. The thought of meeting the team at HYBE Labels and BIGHIT Entertainment in person was exhilarating.

The interviewer, with a warm and welcoming smile, continued to explain the next steps in the process. “We will be sponsoring your trip to Seoul for the in-person interview, and we will provide you with a visa for Korea. We want to make sure that you have a smooth and hassle-free experience. If, after the interview, we decide to move forward with your application, we will also provide you with other facilities, such as accommodation, relocation assistance, and a competitive salary package. We believe in taking care of our employees and providing them with the best possible support to help them succeed in their roles.” Talifa’s eyes widened with excitement as she listened to the interviewer’s words. She couldn’t believe the generosity and support that HYBE Labels and BIGHIT Entertainment were offering.

Talifa composed herself, trying to contain her excitement and gratitude. She took a deep breath and smiled professionally, saying, “Thank you so much for this opportunity, and for sponsoring my trip to Seoul. I really appreciate your support and generosity.” The interviewer smiled back and nodded, saying, “You’re welcome, Talifa. We’re looking forward to meeting you in person. Please keep an eye on your email, as we’ll be sending you more information about the interview, including the date, time, and location. We’ll also be sharing some additional details about the role and what to expect during the interview process.” Talifa nodded, taking mental notes, and replied, “Thank you, I’ll make sure to check my email regularly. Goodbye, and I’ll talk to you soon.” With that, the interview came to a close, and Talifa bid the interviewer farewell, feeling hopeful and optimistic .

As soon as the call ended, Talifa closed her laptop and let out a squeal of excitement. She jumped up from her chair and practically danced her way downstairs, her heart racing with anticipation. She couldn’t wait to share the news with her mother and brother, and she felt like she was walking on air.

As she entered the living room, both of them looked up at her with curiosity, sensing that something was amiss. Talifa’s face was beaming with excitement, and she couldn’t contain her grin.

“Guess what?” she exclaimed, hardly able to get the words out. “I got shortlisted for an in-person interview with HYBE Labels and BIGHIT Entertainment in Seoul! They’re going to sponsor my trip and provide me with a visa!”

Her brother’s face lit up with surprise and delight, but her mother’s expression was momentarily tinged with worry. However, she quickly composed herself, and the fleeting concern went unnoticed by Talifa.

As the evening sun cast a warm glow over the house, Talifa was summoned to her father’s room. She had been expecting this moment, and she was mentally prepared for the conversation that was about to unfold. With a sense of trepidation, she made her way to his room, knowing that her father was likely to have some reservations about her upcoming interview in Seoul. She took a deep breath, steeled herself, and pushed open the door to his room, ready to face whatever concerns or questions he might have.

Talifa gently pushed open the door to her father’s room and stepped inside. With respect and affection, she greeted him, saying, “Assalamualaikum, Dad.”

Her father looked up at her, and Talifa felt the atmosphere in the room become serious. His expression was solemn, and his eyes seemed to bore into hers. He replied to her greeting, his voice low and measured, “Wa alaikum assalam.” The room fell silent, and Talifa could feel the weight of her father’s gaze upon her. She sensed that he was about to discuss something important.

Talifa’s father gestured to a chair in front of him, his eyes never leaving hers. “Sit down, Talifa,” he said, his voice firm but gentle. Talifa obeyed, taking a seat in the chair and meeting her father’s gaze. She could sense a mix of concern and seriousness in his expression, and she wondered what was on his mind.

Talifa and her father, Mr. Talal, shared a loving and close relationship, like many fathers and daughters. However, her father’s mindset was somewhat conservative, especially when it came to matters like his daughter working abroad. Talifa recalled the difficulty she had faced when she was offered a job in New York. Her father had initially refused to let her move to New York alone.

Mr. Talal’s concerns about Talifa working abroad were not only about her safety and well-being but also about the cultural and religious environment of the country. As a devout Muslim, he had always been particular about his daughter being in an environment that respected and allowed her to practice her faith. The fact that South Korea was a non-Muslim country, with a vastly different culture and way of life, worried him. He feared that Talifa might face challenges in maintaining her faith and values in a foreign land, and this concern had been a major factor in his initial hesitation when she was offered the job in New York. Now, as Talifa prepared to potentially move to Seoul, her father’s concerns were likely to resurface.

Seated across from him, Talifa’s father looked at her with a serious expression and asked, “I’ve heard you recently had an interview, is that true?”

Talifa nodded, knowing that her father had already been informed about the interview. “Yes, Dad,” she replied, trying to sound calm and composed. “I had an online interview with HYBE Labels and BIGHIT Entertainment in Seoul. They’re a leading entertainment company in South Korea, and I’m being considered for a role as a manager of one of their group” She paused, watching her father’s expression carefully, before adding, “And... they’ve shortlisted me for an in-person interview in Seoul.”

His voice tinged with a hint of frustration, Talifa’s father said, “Okay, so you’ve already created all these plans without even asking for my permission?”

“I thought you were aware that I didn’t want you to work in another country. Didn’t you understand my concerns?”

“Since you’ve been back, I assumed you wouldn’t rejoin without sharing your future plans with us. But it seems that’s exactly what’s happening. Is this how you show respect to us?”

Mr talal said in dissapointment.

“Don’t your mother discussed something with you?. She understood his point about what he was asking regarding the marriage. Her mother had asked about it.”

“She raised her head, meeting his gaze.”

“Dad, Mom asked me, and I gave her my answer. She said hesitantly, ‘I need some more time. I don’t want to get married right now. I want to focus on my career and build a stable future for myself.’”

“Don’t you think you’ve worked enough, considering your experiences in Turkey and New York? How much more do you want to work? Isn’t it time to say enough is enough?”

Talifa looked at him, her eyes filled with a sincere pleading. “Dad, please consider this. Accepting this offer would be a dream come true. It’s a renowned company, and having them on my resume would open doors to endless opportunities. I’d be able to work anywhere I want. Please, just this once, let me take this chance.”

Talifa’s father remained silent for a moment, his expression unreadable. Finally, he spoke in a firm but controlled tone, “Talifa, go to your room.”

She tried to speak up again, but he raised his hand, palm outward, signaling that the conversation was over and he wouldn’t entertain any further discussion.

Talifa stood up, her eyes cast downward, and quietly retreated to her room.

As Talifa entered her room, she closed the door behind her, and tears began to well up in her eyes. It wasn’t that she was a fragile girl, but she didn’t know how to express her emotions in front of her father, out of respect and the understanding that their relationship was built on tradition and reverence, unlike the easy bond she shared with her brother and mother.

Overwhelmed by the challenge of convincing her father, Talifa felt at a loss. She wiped away her tears and headed to the bathroom to perform her ablutions, seeking a moment of solace and clarity.

*As the author, it’s worth noting that Talifa’s faith is an integral part of her daily life. Although I may not explicitly mention her performing Salah in every scene, it’s implied that she consistently practices her prayers, reflecting her devotion and spiritual commitment*

She unfolded her prayer mat and began her Isha salah, her voice whispering the familiar words. After completing her isha prayers, she offered two rakats of Nafil, seeking a deeper connection with the Divine. With her hands clasped together, she poured her heart out in supplication, asking for countless blessings and guidance.

As she concluded her prayers, a soothing sense of tranquility washed over her, filling her heart and soul with a deep and abiding peace.

Two days had passed since Talifa had last approached her father. Now, with a deep breath and a surge of determination, she gathered her courage and made her way to his room, ready to try again and make her voice heard.

Talifa knocked gently on the door, and a moment later, her father’s voice called out from within, granting her permission to enter.

She stepped inside and spoke in a soft, respectful tone, “Dad, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Despite being aware of the topic she wished to discuss, Talifa’s father remained silent, giving his daughter the opportunity to express herself and exercise her right to be heared .Beneath his conservative demeanor, Talifa’s father harbored a deep trust in his daughter. He recognized the fiery spirit and persuasive nature that ran through her veins, traits that reminded him of himself. Though he rarely showed it openly, he cared deeply for his only daughter and was constantly concerned for her well-being.

“Dad, I’ve received an email from the company where I had an interview. Before I take any further steps, I wanted to get your permission and blessing.”

“We’ve already discussed this, Talifa,” her father said, his tone gentle but inquiring, as if leaving space for her to share something new.

Talifa got up and sat beside her father, her eyes shining with determination. “Dad, I promise you, I’ll never let you down. I made a promise to you before I went to New York, and I kept it. I’ll do the same this time, I swear.”

“Talifa, my dear, try to understand, this is a completely new place for you. How will you manage living among non-Muslims? We can’t predict what kind of environment you’ll encounter, and that worries me.”

“Dad, I just need you to trust me. Your trust and support mean everything to me. I’ll navigate the new surroundings, meet new people, and face whatever challenges come my way. But I need to know that you believe in me. Don’t you have faith in your daughter? She siad while looking at him”

“I do trust you, beta,” Mr. Talal said, his voice filled with affection and reassurance. “You should know that I’m not your enemy.

“Then let me go, Dad. I promise I’ll never let you down. I’ll make you proud, insha’Allah,” Talifa said, her eyes shining with determination and her voice filled with conviction.

The room fell silent for what felt like an eternity, before Mr. Talal finally spoke up, his voice firm and resolute. “In one condition only...” he said, his words trailing off, leaving Talifa wondering what that condition might be.

Talifa’s eyes narrowed slightly, her mind racing with anticipation. “What condition, Dad?” she asked, her voice laced with a hint of curiosity and a touch of trepidation.

“You’ll return home immediately, whenever I ask you to, leaving everything behind without question or hesitation,” Mr. Talal said, his eyes locked intensely on Talifa’s, his voice firm and unyielding.“I’ll let you go, but only if you agree to this one condition,” Mr. Talal said, his expression unwavering. “Can I trust that you’ll keep your word, Talifa?”

Talifa’s gaze locked onto her father’s, her eyes shining with sincerity. “I’m your daughter, Dad. Of course, you can trust me,” she said, her voice filled with conviction. “I promise, I’ll return whenever you ask me to, no questions asked.”

Mr. Talal’s gaze drifted away, a subtle nod the only indication of his consent. Talifa’s voice broke the silence, her words barely above a whisper. “So, can I proceed further, Dad?”

Mr. Talal nodded his head, a silent affirmation that spoke volumes. Talifa’s heart swelled with gratitude and relief, knowing she had finally gotten her father’s blessing.

Talifa’s face lit up with a bright smile as she stood up, her eyes shining with tears of joy. “Thanks, Dad, thank you so much!” she exclaimed.

Talifa stepped out of her father’s room, a mix of emotions swirling inside her. She walked briskly to her own room, closed the door behind her, and let out a deep sigh. She flopped down on her bed, opened her laptop, and began to scroll through her emails.

She saw the message from the company. She had been accepted for the opportunity she had been waiting for. A smile spread across her face as she read through the details. The company had arranged for her visa and would cover her hotel expenses for the duration of her stay.

Talifa’s eyes scanned the email, taking in every detail. She noted the specific dates she was expected to arrive and realized she had a narrow window to book her flights. She made a mental note to purchase her tickets within the specified timeframe to ensure a smooth journey. With a sense of excitement and responsibility, she began to plan her travel arrangements.

The next morning, Talifa booked her flight tickets from Ankara Esenboğa Airport to Incheon International Airport. With her travel arrangements settled, she turned her attention to the next leg of her journey. She planned to take a taxi from the airport and head straight to Seoul, where the company’s offices were located.

As the day of her departure drew near, Talifa busied herself packing her suitcase. She carefully selected only the essentials, knowing she’d only be away for a week for the interview. Her mind was already racing ahead, thinking about the possibilities. If she landed the job, she had a plan in place - she’d ask her brother to ship her belongings to her new location. With a sense of excitement and anticipation, she zipped up her suitcase, ready to embark on this new journey.

With a mix of emotions, Talifa bid farewell to her loving family. Her brother beamed with pride, cheering her on as she embarked on this new journey. Her mother, overcome with emotion, tears streaming down her face like rivers, hugged her tightly, whispering words of love and encouragement. Meanwhile, her father, ever the practical one, offered her sage advice and instructions, preparing her for every possible scenario, his eyes shining with a mix of concern and pride.

With one last glance at her tearful family, Talifa took a deep breath, shouldered her bag, and walked towards the departure gate. She turned back to wave at her loved ones, her heart swelling with emotion. Then, with a sense of determination and excitement, she boarded the plane, ready to embark on this new chapter of her life. As she settled into her seat and fastened her seatbelt, the plane’s engines roared to life, and Talifa felt a thrill of anticipation for the adventures that lay ahead.

“As the plane vanished into the horizon, Talifa’s fate became intertwined with the whispers of destiny. This journey, etched in the canvas of her soul, would forever be a reminder that life’s most breathtaking moments often lie hidden beyond the horizon of our plans. And as the stars began to twinkle in the evening sky, Talifa’s heart beat with an unspoken promise: that the paths she was about to tread would lead her to secrets, surprises, and a destiny that was waiting to be unraveled.”

“And so, Talifa’s journey began, a path winding into the unknown, fraught with moments she could hardly have imagined, and revelations that would forever alter the course of her life.”

To be continued........

“BECAUSE NO ONE CAN WIN OVER DESTINY, IT TAKES YOU WHERE YOU MEANT TO BE🥀🥀

Author’s Note:

Thank you for joining me at the start of this journey. Every beginning carries a quiet hope a chance to find strength in the unknown and courage in the unexpected. Talifa’s path is just opening, and I’m honored to share it with you. Stay with her as the story unfolds, one step at a time.

Lots of love from the author 🥀