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
"And why is that?""Because he is a drug addict," she said with an air of pride. She didn't want to talk about Abraham that way but his father was infuriating her with each passing second."And you leave your boyfriend, whom you had claimed to love, just because he fell for drugs," his voice was poisonous to her ears."And you left your kids far away letting them drown in self pity and misery to end up in drugs. Tch," she hadn't learned to lose yet whether it was to Abraham's father. And she couldn't believe she had told Abraham that his father was nice.Before Aban Chaudhary could retort back they were interrupted by a beautiful woman entering the room. She looked a lot like Abraham with green eyes.Liam didn't even matched her in appearance. She concluded Liam was not Mr. And Mrs. Chaudhary's son."Hello!" The woman greeted with a subtle smile.
"I will not shut up unless you tell me why are you so cruel towards Liam?" At her statement Aban turned his head sharply towards her, his eyes glaring daggers at her. "And what will you do? For Liam?" He inquired tauntingly. "I would help him," she replied making him scoff. "Help him how? Help him wear his clothes, help him eat? He has servants to help him 24/7." "A human needs more than that to survive. Clothes and best foods of the world can't heal wounds of souls. Love does, care does." "I never pegged you for the love type," he commented as if he were surprised by Minahil talking about love. "So you thought I was with your son because of?" She let her sentence hang in the air. "I thought you were with my son because of-" he paused, a smirk plastered on his smug face, "his looks and his money." Min
13. Selcouth Night (I)_________"The event had been great," the event manager said to Minahil and Yara.They danced at the opening of a new gym. This was how they earned money and also from youtube.Minahil was wearing a gym outfit and a duffel bag was hanging around her waist. Yara was wearing the same."Yeah. That went great," both of them agreed."Aren't you coming?" Minahil asked when she noticed Yara was not following her outside for they had come together."Nah," Yara shook her head, Minahil looked at her with narrowed eyes. It was almost midnight and Yara was not going back home."Why?" She asked."I'm going to Rafia's place," Yara said. Rafia was her elder sister who was married."I can drop you there,"
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