Her eyes fluttered open as the sound of someone shouted loudly fell in her ears...the shooting pain made her close them once again sighing heavily as she catch the attention of other people in the room...
"Oo here the princess is awake..."someone said sarcastically making her gulp knowing that a long lecture was waiting for her...
"Hamain jeena kyun nahi deti Ross...har dusra din ya tamasha zaroori hota hai..."her father shouted loudly making her whimper as she tried to find comfort but alas she was alone like always her eyes roamed around trying to control her racing heart...
"Kya chahiya tumha jis sa tum ya sab tamasha karna band kar do...jo kaho gi la kar dun ga...bus ab ya sab aur nahi..."he pleaded sitting in front of her and her heart melted a little bit but again she was not what every body See's her as...
"Mujha..."she whispered staring at him her eyes trailing towards her mother who was sitting on the sofa away from them...
"Han tumha..."he encourage holding her hand patting it lightly...
"Mujha... Zarkhan chahiya...la dain ga na..."she whispered as she lost herself again somewhere looking into space as her eyes shined with unknown adoration...
8 months ago
It was almost 2 PM in the afternoon when the whole Manchester was either busy in their school, colleges offices and other works there was someone still under the warms sheets of their bed hiding away from everything...
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Alhambra(الحمرا)
Short StoryA book dedicated to short stories. Pictures and poetry used in this book is not mine credit goes to the rightful owner