Author's preface
I didn’t plan to write this book.
Honestly, it started with a few scattered thoughts, some memories I couldn’t let go of, and that one constant feeling: "Kya sab kuch waqai Qadr ka hissa tha?"
Written in Qadr is a fictional story, yes — but it carries pieces of real emotions, real fears, real glances, and very real heartbreak. It’s a story born out of moments that stayed with me... long after they were over. Moments where silence said more than words. Where a glance across the classroom felt like a confession. Where friendships became lifelines, and heartbreak felt like a private war.
I wrote this for every overthinker who replays conversations.
For the one who loved quietly.
For the girl who never said it out loud, but made du’a anyway.
For the boy who chose dreams over feelings and cried in private.
For anyone who believes that destiny isn’t random, it’s divine.
This book is filled with chaos, laughter, awkward project pairings, inside jokes, and friends that feel like soulmates. But beneath all the fun is a quiet thread of something bigger Qadr. The idea that every person, every delay, every heartbreak... is written. Not as a punishment, but as a part of something far more beautiful than we can ever imagine.
I’m not a perfect writer. But I’ve poured my heart here.
And if even one scene feels like it was about you then maybe, just maybe, it was meant to reach you too.
Because nothing reaches us without being written first.
-Alira
