Chapter 1

Anam's POV

I woke up with the sound of loud music and my sister's horrible voice singing along, I am not being rude here, just stating the truth. Unable to take more of it, I got up from the bed. I dropped the duvet on the floor and made my way out of my room. Actually, a shared room.

Let me introduce myself. I am Anam Khan, a software designer. I work at AMT  software and I love my job. I live with my three sisters in Pune city.  I am 22 the second oldest in the house and the loveliest girl. Well according to me at least.  Surprisingly I am an Indian blonde with hazel eyes.

The four of us have been living in Pune for the last four, five years.

"will you stop that torture you call singing and let me sleep, my ears can't handle such a sweet voice you know "Noori stopped spinning around and made an innocent face? Sometimes I think she could get a degree in drama.

Well, time for the second introduction. Noori the youngest. She is still a high school student with an attitude and figure of a model. She is a little taller than me which is 5'4 and has silky long jet-black hair.  We share a room and the same level of sarcasm.

" Thanks for the compliment Annu, I was just trying to wake up a sleeping monster" she gave me a mock bow and started dancing again. You see what I was talking about. Can someone explain to her that it's a sin to disturb people's sleep especially on SATURDAY? The smell of delicious breakfast reached my nose following it I entered the kitchen. Hayat my elder sister was making her world-famous breakfast.

Hayat is two years older than me.  She is a real sweetheart and being the oldest she is the second mother to all of us. Hayat and I are the complete replicas of each other. She is a successful lawyer.  She mostly works from home; she takes care of us supports us all the time.

I got comfortable in one of the dining chairs.  Hayat saw me and came with a plate of pancakes and placed them in front of me.

" Asalamualiykum Hayat, that brat ruined my sleep" I whined to her, she smiled and kissed my forehead

"  Waliykum Asalaam honey. Don't worry you can sleep later on" Hayat said and went back to her cooking.

"Where's Zyana I didn't see her " oh sorry I forget to tell you about Zyana she is younger than me she is 18. A fresh graduate, she is planning to do major in Education. She loves to teach kids and wants to be a teacher like my mom.

" She is doing yoga as usual; you should also join her Anam, it's good for you "she always gives me some advice.  Hayat got her plate and sat beside me.

"Asalamualiykum girls, Anam you really woke up before 11 on Saturday, I can't believe this. Hayat we should note the date right " Zyana greeted me with a fake shock look as she entered the kitchen ending her daily yoga session which runs a little late on weekends.

" Waliykum Asalaam, I didn't wake up early, Noori ruined my precious sleep"

Zyana joined us getting food for herself, this is my life. I have the best sisters anyone could ask for, a job which I dearly enjoy, and a bunch of friends to complete the package.

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