Time seems to fly as we were engaged in work,playing and sleep.Let me remind you I'm Scorpion. So we love to sleep.It is really our thing.When I'm sleeping anyone could put me in sack and export to hell because I sleep so deep.
My sleep game is really strong,Unlike my brother who wake up even there is a minute sound.Always the curious one,the intelligent one,but I beat him in our studies due to my elegant cramming skills.
Yes ,I could swallow the whole book without changing a little full stop in it.I was also good at picking new concepts.While Urdu and English were on my tongue with fluency.Never I had ever need an effort on those subjects.So ,he must be cool man but I was the nerdy one here.
Me 1,Bro 0
All cocky boys used to put there bad grades in just few words:
"Actually we don't learn these books and are into them 24 hours.Unlike girls ,then we would have definitely topped them all"
Really!!! boys you can't come with something better.So basically in education, the sacrifice matter.What they think?? we love to read and learn sciences and had obsession of boring our eyes in stupid black and white pages.
Ofcourse not.But haven't you heard : No pain no gain....Today was Sunday and we were having breakfast late.Everyone was gathered.My brother and cousins were playing football with Bilal chachu-my all time favourite and Baba's youngest son.
I was rushing towards the door to answer the bell, always walking in air unaware of my surroundings that in a blink of second the ball hit my head and my whole world went upside down.
My surroundings were all revolving like I was on spinning ball.When I gain consiousness, everybody was gaping at me.Seeing the face of intruder, I began to boil in rage.What the hell....
Oh Ammar great....just great.Amusement was blinking in his chocolate ones with a tint of mischief.He was smirking.
In childhood there was no ego and competiton between us.But now it was changing.Succumbing to him means a big jab on my ego.So I have to always put him in his placeGOD idiot...bastard.I want to erase that smug off his face.
I rushed towards him, my hands balled in fists.I cried : "What the hell were you thinking? Do my face is imprinted with kick me on it?"That asshole started laughing and then said : "Never said that"
I retorted : "Do i look like stupid to you?"
I was really hot-headed and furious, because that insolent was laughing.I don't know when I'm angry,I don't know what I'm blabbering.My brain stops functioning when I'm in rage.
He said with that stupid smirk,Idiot :
"Never said you were..."I snapped : "Do I look dumb to you?"
He again made me furious by saying :
"Never said you look!!"Ok I was at the edge of losing my sanity.I cried:
"Don't never me!!!!" "You idiotic explanation of men!!!"And he was laughing like maniac.Ughh this guy get on my nerves.I don't know from the past few days his every action frustrates me so much.I am so controlled and calm all the time but one moment with him,I lost my shitI really hate this guy.Ok ,that was enough.I took the ball and throw it in his chest.The hit was totally unexpected and knock him off a bit.He was staring at me with amusement but I left.
Later, My mood was spoiled due to that Chocolate-eyes-monster.How could some stupid like him look so cute.
I was in kitchen, making tea when he came.Oh MAN why can't Earth swallow him.He must be tasty.
Oh what the hell I'm saying.My brain is freaking out.I damnly need a therapy.
He took a carrot from shelf and start chewing it.He then glanced towards me
"Hayaat you've changed.Where is the little shy girl I knew.You are really fiery cat now jumping on my bones at any opportunity you get!!!.I thought you were willow as feather and harmless kid.But man your heads are on fire"
What the hell....He just called me cat..The idiotic-shitty-spoiled-cocky man, He is so annoying.
I snapped : "That is because you've changed too.You've become complete asshole."
He just chuckled at that."You made me furious with your actions everytime.
You made me furious by blowing my brains out.Football was meant for foot not for crashing innocent souls like me"He blinked sarcastically "You INNOCENT" by making commas in air. "What a joke,that was just in past".He was smirking again.
Why he keep bringing past now.Its not like he is the same humble and helping guy I always loved beside my brother.Who always protect me like a little sister.Now his presence annoys me and his touch gave me tingles.Everything was different now and I hate to admit that I miss the Amaaar who was my companion in my childhood.
Aghh!!! I hate him.Because I was unable to come up with anything.I hate it that he seize my tongue.I'm confused around him.
Staring he cut off:
"What??? Smartpants is short of comebacks.Think kiddo think"Smirking he left.Did I tell you I hate his smirk more that shows that he is superior to all of us and know everything.I was embarassed completely and speechless.My ego which was as giant as Dinosaur was hurt....Really,really hurt.
Oh you just wait and watch.I'll take my revenge.Lets see who beat whom. I really want to put him in place and bring his head out of his egotistical,self-centered ass.It was afternoon,everyone was busy in usual cores.I was having Winter Vacations.Chachaa and Chachii were meeting some relatives in Murree.Ayesha api was snoring beside me.Bear-bro aka hussni went to meet his one of friends.After waking up,I was using my not-so-smart-brain for taking revenge.Speak of devil and he is here....Chocolate eyes was sleeping with mouth open,little drool was on side of his mouth.He looked like he is dead.I could kill him at the moment andend of game.As I looked at him ,I realized he looks like old Amaar with his smirk off his face.I almost wanted to touch him like the old times that I always used to awake him for breakfast.I immediately jerked that thought out of my mind.He is not the same Amaar and you are not a baby anymore.So seize your stupid acts right now.But then I caught sight of his phone.Wiggling my fingers,I rushed towards it.He didn't budge.What a heavy sleeper.I move out of room towards the sid
I'm just having breakfast in Sunday morning with my parents and bhai(brother).Arshad Chacha had shifted to their own house near our home after spending a month with us.I used to go their frequently.We had a lot of fun.My send-ups are over and now I'm free for 15 days.Afterwards I have to prepare for finals.Don't mistake me for those bookworms who are always studying.I study just one time and when I do,I do it perfectly.Not leave a single line.But exams are headaches.Really, So I study regularly while in exams I chill out.I swallow enough to not tense me.I really watch movies before paper night.It is kind of my habit.I know its weird but who said I'm not.So that's my particular routine.I always survived having good marks till now.Don't have any idea about future.So here I am free and full of entertainment.Let me tell you the good newsThere is WEDDING of my lovey-dovey-bestfriend-Chachu aka Bilal Chachu.So I'm really really happy
As exams drew near, I got busy in studying.You know exams are always a pain in the ass or its what I've thought.Because their is tension squeezing your insides whether you're prepared or not,Its still there.So our mind don't wander anywhere because their is a time bomb ticking in your brain,waiting to explode at anytime.I hate them yet I survived.Now they're over.The best feeling is when they're over.You know like a huge boulder has been removed from my shoulders.So we enjoyed the last day by roaming in college.Roaming is really my thing.I like to be free of bounds.As my lifestyle due to absence of my mother, I'm answerable to none.Baba don't pay much attention to where I'm going,what I'm doing unless I'm not causing trouble.Same goes with my brother.So there are perks of my life.I don't know I would like to have some loving ties than no hindrance.But this what circumstances have made me to.I didn't chose what
That night I broke apart.I don't know why but it hurts, It hurts more than anything.I felt daggers boring through my heart crushing it into pieces.Stupid me..I have not a little idea what I'm getting myself into.I used to tell myself ,its optional. If Allah blessed me with him its well and good.If not I will move on.Silly me had not a bit idea that it would bleed my heart.I would be victim.I didn't realize your feelings are most precious thingYour heart is most sensitive and essential thing in your bodyYou can't give it to anybodyNo nobody deserves your true loveNobody deserves your pure heartI will never ever allow any other man to contaminate my soul and heartMy self-esteem was brutally killed.I HAYAT AHSAN, who taught other girls not to fall for anything as worthless as boys.I who tell them how much naive they are to trust them ,had fallen into trap.How could I? Was my Imaan that weak? Was I only wort
"They say I'm wild, they're right because I possess untamed spirits"Like the summer wind rushing through the beach, my life was going and moving.I was hell busy in my studies.Let me tell you I was always bright student.I took part in every competition.I don't know a part of me craves for attention and affection.Today my sister got 1st position in speech.Everybody was celebrating like we got Ferrari.No offence I just love Ferrari.That red colour is so hotMy mom was gloating like a king who got his throne.Baba made a video of her.I wasn't envious of her.No I was just mad at the irony.When I used to do these things.When I used to come up with medal ,no one bothers except Chachu.He always appreciated me.He was my small beacon of life in my world of darkness.****FLASHBACK*****I won the great competition of quiz in school.I got a big prize.I was so happy.Everyone came even the students other than my class fellows congratulated
I woke up early in the morning and offered Fajjar.Let me get you straight I'm not punctual in Namaz.I don't know but that regularity I never achieved.Is it me or my abnormal life I don't know.But I came to know that I offer prayer when I want to seek peace and once I get it, I stop praying.I know its bad,Ofcourse I know but that pathetic I am.I always thought of becoming punctual but my light again fades and mingles with darknessThere's darkness still inside me and I don't know I will ever get rid of it because it is a part of my soul.You could protect yourself from others but how could you protect yourself from you.What If danger lies inside you!!I haven't found a way to conquer my that part.My faith is still uncomplete.And I knew it but I haven't find my light not yet.I don't know a part of me still wants to ju
I know I have fallen again.Would you rise me now"*****************************When I reached near the tall white building a.k.a Hospital, my face was contorted into fear.ALLAH TALLAH!!! Just save me this time.I promise I would be a good girl!!I thanked young soldier, he smiled and left.Ok Hayaaat! BE CONFIDENT...Show like everything is cool whether you're shivering inside.Actually I was.I introduced myself to lady at the counter and she told me that, I should talk to Dr.Abdullah about my duty who was currently in ward.I went towards the ward,my nose hitting the typical-hospital-scent.I always hated it.But once you spend a while, you get used to it.Entering in, I notice several people in bandages, injured on beds.I just hate those white sheets.I always thought why can't hospital bed be colourful.
Ok I cry very rarely but when I do a whole sea of sorrows,tears,my pain comes into it.When I cry I cry about each bad thing happening in my life, each betrayal, each loss.Its kind of trigger when it is stimulated, my whole emotions are out.I'm really extremist.I do things to an edge otherwise I don't do them.I also get bored easily. Its like switch of passions that kept switching on and off.Sometimes Chachu tell me that:"You have to maintain stability in life.There should be consistency and steadfastness in your actions."He's right.He's always right.He had an huge insight and maturity which is a weapon of few men.He talks wisdom with so much warmth that I melt into it.While My Baba is opposite.He really don't know how to synchronize his words with the situation.He can't put sense into anyone.But he has his own charms.There are few favourite places of mine to cry.One bathroom,other under my covers on pillow.So In today's case I was