She is pure chaos!'''
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"Yeh Jo halka halka suroor Hai by Farhan Saeed Listen to it at the end when you’re done reading! (:"
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A hiss escaped his lips as the freezing water ran down the back of his hands and arm.
"You alright, man?" Kabir's concerned voice asked.
A smile was stretched wide on Abraham's lips. Kabir probably thought he had gone mad. He was in pain but was smiling so heartily. Kabir was staring at him.
"What happened to your hand? You got in an accident?" He asked worriedly, seeing trails of water dripping from his hand that was scratched brutally.
"Tigress' paws!" Abraham muttered under his breath with a smile.
Kabir was sure his friend had hit his head hard.
After cleaning his hands and arms, he wrapped a handkerchief around it and turned towards Kabir.
"Yaar, she was engaged in a death race with some idiotic fucker. When I saw her, I asked her to back off but she refused so I had to take control of the car."
Kabir's face changed color.
"She began scratching my arms and hands. We were almost about to fall in a ditch if I hadn't thrown her in the passenger seat."
"You two were on the same seat?" Kabir's eyes widened to such an extent that it seemed they might pop out.
Abraham grinned proudly.
"In my lap. She was sitting in my lap."
"It's called true friendship." Kabir grinned haughtily.
Abraham raised an eyebrow at him.
"I was the one who challenged her." He claimed with pride. And before Abraham could process his words thoroughly, he was running towards the camps.
"You fucking bastard. How dare you?" Abraham ran after him.
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Minahil was setting up her camp angrily. She was angry at Yara for not being with her. Even though she herself hadn't brought her along but still it was Yara's fault that she had gone to Abraham's party and had angered Minahil. Second, she was angry at Kabir who had challenged her and then hadn't participated himself. He just wanted to laugh at her for her knack of accepting challenges. She could’ve killed herself, and he was there enjoying himself! Third, she was angry at Abraham, the dumb Gora, for intervening in her matter and on top of that for scolding her and manhandling her.
How dare he! Minahil thought bitterly.
They were on the top of the mountains. At the back side there were dense trees and the front was vacant. The whole city was visible from there. The freezing cold wind was blowing. There were no predictions of snowfall for which they were grateful for it would have been difficult if it had snowed.
After setting up her camp, she went towards her car and saw Kabir was leaning on it and Abraham had both of his palms placed on either side of his head.
They looked to be engaged in a special moment.
Minahil wanted to laugh out loud but refrained herself.
She cleared her throat to gain their attention.
Seeing Minahil, Abraham immediately backed away. Kabir was still glued to the passenger door.
She went to the back of the car and began taking out her stuff.
"Let me help!" Kabir reached forwarded to take the bag from her hands.
Now Abraham had taken Kabir's place and was watching her actions the way a hawk watches its prey.
"Stay the fuck away from me!" She yelled at Kabir's face and kicked his knees with her muddy boots.
"Ahhhh.." he bent forward groaning with pain.
"And you too, Mister. Get away from my car." She said whilst looking at Abraham and walked away.
"Let me help!" Abraham mimicked Kabir and then punched him in the gut.
"Ahh.." Kabir screamed once again. "Bastard, I'll beat you to death," he cried loudly.
"This was for challenging her for that fucking race." Abraham pointed to him who was clutching his abdomen.
"This is for acting over smart." Before Kabir could understand he felt his head being whipped to the other direction. A sharp pain erupted in his jaw.
Abraham had punched him. In the jaw now.
Kabir was bent over, whilst clutching his abdomen and jaw.
"Bloody hell, Abraham," he yelled and wiped his bloody mouth.
Abraham lent Kabir a hand.
"Let's go," he said.
"Where to?"
"To retrieve my car. It’s not even locked."
Kabir got up and sat in the passenger seat. Abraham settled in the driving seat of Kabir's car and they reversed.
Abraham's Lamborghini was still parked at the place where he had left it.
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All the students were scattered on the mountain peak in the form of small groups. The night had prevailed with all its darkness and cold. The teachers had scolded the students who hadn't followed the rules but there was nothing much they could do about it because no one was willing to listen to them.
"Minahil," Yara was calling her from outside who had zipped up herself in her tent and hadn't come out once since they had come here. Yara was unaware of her racing and her encounter with Abraham.
"Minahil please let me in or come outside. I'm sorry." She pleaded once again.
"I don't want to talk right now, Yara. Please leave me alone."
"What's going on?" It was Kabir.
Before Yara could reply, Minahil screeched from the inside.
"Keep this dickhead ten miles away from my camp."
Yara looked at Kabir with wonder and asked what was the matter.
"Eh... Actually!" Kabir started rambling. "I challenged her to a race, but didn't participate in it myself and then- her rival stepped in and things happened between them." He scratched the back of his head.
"Things? Like what things?" A huge grin was slowly breaking on Yara's lips.
"I don't know man." Kabir glared at Yara to shut her enthusiasm.
"Yara shut him off," Minahil barked.
Yara winked at Kabir and said, "On one condition. If you come out."
"If I come out, I'll beat this pussy to death," Minahil said again.
"Minahil!" Both Yara and Kabir called her name, extremely shocked.
Slowly a smirk overtook Kabir's physiognomy. "See you guys around," saying this, he went away.
"Minahil, since when have you become so vulgar," Yara commented.
"Since always," Minahil's sharp voice served her another electric bolt.
"Will you please come-" before she could complete her sentence, Minahil unzipped her tent and stepped out.
"Thank God," Yara exclaimed and crushed her in a hug.
"I'm sorry, Minnie," she said and was going to pinch her cheeks when Minahil slapped her hand away.
"Now don't be so formal. I don't want you to apologise to me Yara," she sighed loudly. "You know you are the only friend I ever had. You are the one whom I can bear. All others are just- just a headache."
"I know darling," Yara said with a grin and put an arm around Minahil's shoulder.
"Let me zip up the camp."
After closing the tent, both of them walked towards the group of their class fellows.
"Hey, Minahil." Zaviar waved her over to the other side where he was sitting and where a small bonfire was lit.
Majority of the students were now gathered there. Minahil reluctantly stood in the middle.
Yara pushed her from behind to walk. "C'mon, Saad is going to sing, let's go."
Saad was their senior who had a super melodic voice and whom everyone was pestering to sing a song.
Minahil had seen Abraham, Kabir and their group there due to which she didn't want to go there. But for Yara she dragged herself to them.
When they approached, Zaviar made place for them beside himself. Minahil sat down and began enjoying the warmth of the fire and Saad's lovely voice.
"Yeh Jo halka halka saroor hai,
Ye teri nazar ka kasoor hai,Ke sharaab peena,Sikha diya,Ke sharaab peena,Sikha diya,"(This light-sweet intoxication
Is the crime of your eyesThat has taught me drinking wineThat has taught me drinking wine)With each verse, silence began to descend upon them.
Saad is blessed to have such a good voice, Minahil recalled to herself and she too began to hum along with him. Someone began to play a guitar as well.
The night was becoming simply beautiful.
"Tere pyaar ne
Teri chah ne,Teri ...Bahki bahki nigaah neMujhe.... Ek sharabi bana diya,Ke sharaab peena,Sikha diya,"(Your love, your desire
Your intoxicating eyesHas made me a drunkard)She looked behind Saad, and saw a very familiar face and all of a sudden, her hidden anger resurfaced. She wanted to wipe that satisfiying, sophisticated smile off his face. All of a sudden, their eyes locked and Saad began again.
"Sharaab kaisi, khumaar kaisa,
Ye sab tumhari,Navaazishen hey,Pilaayi hay,Kis nazar se tunne,Ke mujhko apni,Khabar nahi hai..!"(What is wine, what is intoxication
These all are your blessingsBy what eyes have you made me drinkThat I don't even know about myself now)As their eyes gazed into each other's depths, Abraham felt as if this song was written solely for them. He wasn't sure about his own feelings but he knew there was something inexplicably strong between them.He felt his heart beat accelerate when she whipped her head away, her nostrils flaring.
He walked towards Kabir who was playing the guitar, and reached over to take it. When the crowd saw him with the guitar, they began cheering loudly.
Minahil looked at him again, who was still smiling.
He first produced a blissful note by playing with strings on the guitar, then he walked around and sang:
"Tere pyaar ne,
Teri chah ne,Teri ...Bahki bahki nigaah neMujhe.... Ek sharabi bana diya,Ke sharaab peena,Sikha diyaa..!"(Your love, your desire
Your intoxicating eyesHas made me a drunkardThat has taught me drinking wine)‘”Abraham's voice is even more beautiful than Saad's,” someone said behind her and she was not ready to agree."Tera pyaar hai meri zindagi,
Tera pyaar hai meri zindagi,Bus meri zindagi,Tera pyaar, bus meri zindagi,Tera pyaar,"(Your love is my life 4X)
The whole crowd was now singing with Abraham and Saad. Kabir and another boy got up and began doing a couple dance.
Abraham walked towards them and sat beside Yara such that Yara was between him and Minahil.
He glanced at her again, who was now clenching and unclenching her jaw, her gaze steady on the bonfire.
He smiled before beginning to sing again while producing a different note this time.
"Mere baad kisko sataoge,
Mere baad kisko sataoge,Mujhe kis trah mitaoge,Mujhko toh barbaad kiya hai,Aur kise barbaad kroge,Ro-ro ke faryaad kroge,Aur kise barbaad kroge,"(Who will you agrieve after me
How will you remove me from your memoryYou have destroyed meWho else will you destroyYou will cry and beg for me)Yara playfully hit her shoulder and whispered, "What's cooking, girl?"
She glanced up to glare at Yara but instead came across his heated eyes. When she glared at him, he resumed while shaking his head.
"Teri yeh adda ye behrukhi,
Keh rahi hai humse aur pee,Ke sharaab peena seekha diyaMujhe.... Ek sharabi bana diya,"(This apathy of yours is forcing me
to drink moreHas made me a drunkardThat has taught me drinking wine)His bright smile wasn’t faltering. Whenever he would swerve his head to the beat, his blonde hair would set differently on his forehead.He got up from the ground and began circling the bonfire with Saad. Except Minahil and Zaviar, the whole crowd was chanting along with them.
"Mast mast mast
Sara jahaan mastMast mast mastPoori kainaat mastMast mast mastSara jahaan mastMast mast mastPoori kainaat mast"(I'm absorbed in you
The whole universe is captivated by your beauty)The night had simply become beautiful now.
All the boys and girls got up and began dancing and singing in their own weird ways. Minahil too stood up and began making her way out of there.
"Where you going?" Yara asked her loudly over the noise.
"I'm going back to my camp, will see you tomorrow," Minahil muttered, and left.
Two pairs of eyes followed her until she disappeared altogether.
"Heya!" After half an hour someone began calling everyone to attention.
All faces turned towards the source and Kabir grinned at the attention he was suddenly given.
"Tonight's dinner is from us. Your seniors!" He said and then tried to bow in a dramatic fashion, placing his hand on her heart.
"Thank you!" The whole crowd yelled. From seniors, only Abraham, Kabir and some ten other girls and boys had come. And this treat was exclusively being given by Abraham.
There were different suggestions from different people. Some wanted to have Barbeque, while others wanted to order something else. At last it was settled that they would go to the main city and eat in a restaurant. It was almost 1 am, but fun was at its peak.
Abraham looked around but she was nowhere to be seen. He sighed loudly and walked towards the camps. Only one camp was lit from the inside. He knew it was her.
"Minahil." He stood outside and called to her. He usually called her Miss Khan, but tonight was a night of miracles.
She probably had recognized his voice and therefore did not reply. She did not want to talk to him.
"We are going down to a restaurant. Come with us," he stated.
"I'm not interested in going anywhere. You can leave," her sharp voice resounded in an instant.
"You'll be alone here," he claimed.
"So what?" Her outrageous tone perfectly implied that she won't be coming out anytime soon.
Before he could reply, Yara arrived. She had a suspicious look on her face.
"Abraham, what are you doing here?" She asked.
"I saw this camp was lit so I came to inform the person that we were going down to a restuarant." He didn't wait for her answer and stormed away.
"Minahil, come with us, we are going downtown."
"You go, I'm fine here."
"You won't be coming?"
"No!" After a few moments, she snapped, as if fed up.
"Okay, fine. At least let me in!"
At this Minahil unzipped the flap of her camp and let Yara in.
Abraham saw this proceeding from a distance. When he saw Yara getting into Minahil’s camp, he unlocked his phone and called Kabir.
"I won't be going with you guys. Make sure to bring plenty of food."
"Why ain't you coming?" Kabir asked. His tone was laced with qualm.
Abraham didn't reply and was about to cut the call when Kabir's jolly voice exclaimed. "Or is it because of Miss Khan."
"None of your business!" Abraham said curtly, but a smile began to play on his lips.
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///''she swayedand swayed To the beatStopping never forOnce''///Minahil and Yara kept talking for a long time and whilst that Yara fell asleep. Minahil was tired too but she wanted to go downtown and get something to eat for both of them. She knew Yara would also be hungry. Wearing her jacket and long boots she walked out of the tent and made her way to the place where their cars were parked. She took out the car key from her pants pocket and pressed the button, her car flashed lights with a beep. She was walking towards it when all of a sudden, her upper arm was gripped tightly and she was pressed on the bonnet of a car. "What the hell?" She yelled when she saw Abraham in front of her.
"Yara, what time is it?" She asked."It's almost ten thirty.""We'll leave from here at 11. In half an hour we'll reach his hous. We'll park the car two blocks away." Minahil was informing her when Yara enthusiastically cut her off."How do you know all these details?""Yesterday, I might have got his address and it is highly possible that I have visited his house and did some research. You know." Minahil told while shaking her shoulders in a dance like manner."You mean you telling me that you went to his house." Yara was beyond surprised."I suppose I'm telling you just that.""Oh my Gosh, why did not you tell me before?""Just calm down, now. Otherwise mom will come again.""I still can't believe it." Yara sat on the chair and began drinking water.Minah
She woke up with a bright smile on her face, sitting in her bed, clad in red silk night suit, she stretched her arms out, the perfectly silky skin of her abdomen showed. She ran a hand through her curly locks and stood on the ground. Slipping her feet in the slipper shoes, she grabbed her phone from the side table. Sliding the lock she checked notifications, she had got a few replies on her Instagram story. Checking the time, she saw it was 9:05 am. She was going to place her phone back, when it began to vibrate.Yara was calling her, she attended the call."Hey, how are you?""I'm fine. How are you?" She asked back."Alhamdulilah (Praise be to God), aren't you going to college today?""Yeah, I'm thinking something like that." She walked to the floor sized window of her room and slided it open. She walked into the little balcony attached to it and sat in the resting cha
Abraham had run after her sister and stopped right before her, halting her pace, heaving badly."You had no right to speak to her that way," Abraham accused."C'mon Abraham," Waniya snickered while flipping a lock of her hair. "Stop being a simp."Abraham shook his head."Why did you complained about me to Dad?" Waniya persisted with her question."I didn't complained, alright." Abraham frustratingly ran a hand through his hair. "I asked you to be back at home before 10, that were Dad's orders, and I just told him that you were coming even after 1.""So what?" Waniya's nose inflated. " It's my life Abraham you and Dad can't control it. I haven't allowed any of you to order me around. I'm not some fucking kid who doesn't know her way home after midnight."Both of them were standing at a footpath under a street light.
Minahil blocked Abraham everywhere. She thought Abraham didn't had the guts to get her girlfriend the due respect she deserved from his sister. The only reason she was staying quiet in front of Waniya's rudeness was that she was Abraham's sister and Minahil didn't want to have a crude start with his sister but now she couldn't bear mocking anymore.She decided to talk to Waniya straight forwardly. She didn't want to go to Abraham's house but she had asked Liam about Waniya and Liam had told her that Waniya was an Arts student and she studied in the same college as Abraham.Now Minahil was headed towards Arts Department. She was wearing a pink shirt with lining on a blue ripped denim jeans with chunky sole shoes. Her sun glasses were in her hair and she was chewing a bubble with her head erect. Many people were looking at her, some were openly awingand some were trying to be subtle.From a far she saw Wa
The bright sun was hidden behind silvery clouds. Land of Islamabad was about to be blessed with rain in some time in the noon, apparently.The roads were busy. People were going about their businesses and among the mass there was Minahil, walking on foot towards her college.After the incident with Waniya she wasn't allowed to take her car by her father. He told her that he would drop and pick her from college but she refused. Arya also offered to drive her but she didn't accept. She rejected transportation offer of Yara and everyone else also.Sometimes she'd take Uber or taxi and sometimes walk by foot.She reached the college grounds after walk of an hour. Going towards her class, she saw Abraham sitting with Tehreem and her groupies.Her eyes narrowed down to slits and she looked at them with distaste.S
It had been a week since Abraham and Minahil talked. Both of them were avoiding each other.One evening Minahil could not resist anymore and went to Abraham's house saying she wanted to meet Liam.She was escorted inside, Liam had gone to the park, she sat there waiting for him when she saw Abraham entering the hall. He was slurring with every step. She hurriedly got up to support him but he pushed her back."I don't need anyone-" he said, stammering, in an angry voice.His breath smelled like alcohol."You drank?" She was shocked at this discovery. She had stepped back when he had pushed her but when she realized he was drunk she couldn't help but worry for him."That's not your fucking business," he yelled, while trying to support his own body, not being able to, he fell down on the ground and groaned loudly.Minahil was u
Minahil reached the cafeteria where Yara was sitting, a book was opened in front of her and some cookies were placed on the table.She noticed tears in Minahil's eyes which alarmed her."Are you alright?" She asked, worried."I'm fine," Minahil tried preventing her tears from falling."You don't look fine to me. What happened? What did you and Abraham talk about?""Nothing. It's nothing," she tried to shrugg Yara off."Minahil if it'd be nothing you won't be crying. Com'on," Yara coaxed her into telling her the truth."Can we go somewhere else?" Minahil looked up, her eyes were red because of holding back the tears."Sure. I can drive."Both of them left the cafeteria and drove out of college to their favorite spot at the back of Faisal Mosque. That part always used to be secluded and rush
Louisa was lying down with Abraham above her, the room filled with their heavy breathing and grunting. Both of them were naked, Louisa's legs pressed against both sides of Abraham's waist, when he locked the cock inside her and moved relentlessly and smoothly. She raised herself up on her elbows and began kissing Abraham's chest, who in return bit her neck, both of them were lost in euphoria, when Abraham's cellphone began ringing, which he ignored. The phone rang again, he grunted n raised his arm to grab the phone from the side table. It was Muhammad. "Hello, Muhammad," he greeted, in a panting voice. Louisa was kissing his neck down to his chest and v line. Abraham's hand sneaked in her hair to push her face down on his dick when Muhammad's shaking voice broke through the phone's speaker. What Muhammad told him, had him go limp, Louisa noticed the change in his posture. "Are you alright?" She couldn't help but ask him because his face had gotten pale and lifeless. The moment
The sky was dark and darkness was suffocating, cutting off my breathing, there was an unbearable pressure on my ribs, lifelesss legs dangled me to who knows where. The mind ran in circles only, not processing anything. Nowhere seemed like home anymore. The one person I was sure about was my safe heaven had turned out to be a monster in disguise; I fucking didn't know how to breathe. The police constable had dropped her off in front of her house. She came out of the police van, he was speaking to her, telling her something, she could not hear him. After getting off, she walked towards the tall gate of the house she called home at some point and just stood in front of it. The watchman came to her, he was also saying something to her which could not process. Instead of walking inside the house, she turned around. The police van was now at a distance from her. She could see the rear lights flashing and moving far and far away. The watchman followed her, was probably asking her to come i
Driven by the yearning of avenging herself, she lost her sense of conscience or perhaps she never bothered with it. To have someone inside your own head nagging you at every step that you are wrong, what a nuisance. As soon as she saw Ahmed swiveling backwards, a boisterous smile creeped its way onto her lips which she hid immediately. She had mastered acting or what? She thought haughtily. Ahmed stopped in his tracks, bewildered on seeing her. She stood there, posture speaking volumes of her pride and grace. For a 16 years unruly teenager she definitely looked sophisticated. The translucent swan like neck, the sharp cheekbones and jaw with a prominent angle, made her appear heavenly. Someone invincible, someone too out of reach. Someone you could only look upto and desire to touch but can never. Ahmed loved beauty and he loved chasing it. The two qualities of an unmatchable flirt. "Miss Khan?" She heard him speak. She lifted her head, her long neck became visible and looked h
WaniyaSadness does not seem a burden, when you never had the pleasure of being happy. I have always been in a fight and flight mode, struggling to prove that I am worth something, even though nobody cared. The darkness inside my body has deepened itself to the point that I can't breathe without hindrance. If I could show you a visual graphic of how this darkness feels, you will see black thick branches wounded around my heart and lungs like that of an ancient oak tree. And when I start to speak, those branches reach inside my throat and they gag my tongue, breaking my voice. The person I want to be is trapped inside my body which does not feel like my own. I'm familiar with the darkness only for I never have been in the light of love or peace or happiness.Waniya was lying in her bed on her stomach, her diary was opened in front of her and she was reading what she had written three years ago with a smile on her lips and tears in her e
TW there is mention of sex"I don't know what has gotten into her, she was acting really strange. She is a psycho already but last night she was acting hysterically and creepily." Kabir was FaceTiming Abraham."What did she do?" Abraham asked, his face showed surprised."She kept staring at Waniya the whole time she was there and later I caught her looking at Waniya and Ahmed kissing.""What?" Abraham spat water hearing this.Kabir shrugged his shoulders. "She also told me to back off when I talked to her. She is planning something evil.""Why would she do that?" Abraham said thoughtfully. "She seemed done with me when I last spoke to her. Then why would she say such things to you?""She was at the airport the day you left. I and Liam met her." Kabir informed him, he had thought this was suspicious.&nbs
He laughed and laughed hard, many people turned their heads towards their direction to see Kabir laughing with his head hung backwards. The girl who was slinging on his arm uncomfortably looked around and then at Kabir. Minahil gritted her teeth whilst turning away from him."Stop-- stop." He said in between fits of laughters."What?" She yelled furiously.Kabir's eyes watered but his laugh could not be controlled."WTF!""Yes, WTF," Kabir mimicked her. "Why are you so angry at me? I'm not the one who forced Abraham to go in fact I wanted him to stay here." Kabir said seriously now."And why do you think I care about him?" She crossed her arms on her chest."Jeez!" He moved his head away from her posing; his ears were hurt by her loud voice. "Why else would you be so angry at me!"&
Abscond.(n.) To secretly depart and hide oneselfAbraham was still staying at Kabir's house. He was lying awake in the bed when Kabir barged inside the guestroom."Get up, tiger." Kabir said too enthusiastically for Abraham's liking.He splashed himself on Abraham's legs and groaned because Abraham had hit him with his knee before he could fall down on the bed."Bastard," Kabir sworn flinching with pain."Get your fucking ass up and go to the airport. You have a flight in three hours." Kabir told him.Abraham's eyes widened at this news.He immediately sat up. "What do you mean?" He questioned whilst suspiciously looking at Kabir's smiling face.Kabir waved ticket in front of his eyes."Here."
"I was making Dua after offering the prayer when I read your message. I got devasted. You are the only person I talk to. I would die with despair if you stop talking to me."The voice note kept on playing again and again.The heavy rain was pouring outside. The thunder was rumbling. The window of the room was open and curtains were flying back and forth creating a strange sound in the quietness of the room."I was making Dua ---" the voice note started playing once again when Yara angrily threw her phone away and the voice stopped.She was laying on the bed with her head hanging down. Her black hair were touching the ground and angry fat tears were rolling down her cheeks.She frustratingly wiped her eyes, when a knock sounded."Who?" She tried to speak as normally as she could.
15. Philophobia (n.) Fear of being in or falling in love _________ "Why sudden rebellion?" Aban asked, he had come behind them in his car. He was sitting in his car, with the window glass rolled down and looked at the three of them. Waniya looked at him heatedly, "It's not sudden, Dad. This rebellion has been brewing inside us since many years." Aban did not reply to her. "I heard things about you two," he said as an afterthought. "You can hear as much you want but you have lost every right to reprimand us." Replied Waniya. "Don't forget, who you are talking to," Aban snapped. "For fuck's sake, Dad. Let us live in peace." Waniya yelled even louder than him. "Don't create a