Zoya"Zoya, did you have your medicine?", ammi asked from behind when I had iced my gaze on the busy street from my balcony."I did, ammi", I mumbled without turning back."Let me check. I hope you didn't throw them outside", she gasped."Why would I?", I shrugged."Because—" ammi paused and didn't speak after that. She might want to say that I was again in trauma after abbu told me about Abrar's decision.To be honest, I didn't know how to react. I was somehow expecting this but a part of me had believed that he would be back for me or else for abbu's sake. I didn't react after that and came straight to my room. Should I just leave all the hopes?"Anyway, come. It's time to sleep", ammi said."I'll sleep, ammi. You go and sleep", I said in a low tone."I don't think you're gonna sleep. Come to the bed so that I can be assured", ammi said. I didn't argue with her and turned around. Walking next to the bed, I placed

Abrar"How many cuisines can you cook?", the chief chef inquired."Only Indian, Chef. But I can learn fast", I said confidently. I was not nervous at that time. If I got that job, it was fine. If I didn't, that was also fine. Zoya had taught me something. The more we fear anything, the more the situation will try to haunt us.I rolled my eyes around the kitchen of that restaurant. It was a well-known one, well furnished and expensive. I dropped the hope to get a job in my field. After management and marketing, I was only good at cooking. As Zoya had closed all the doors for me to get a job in multinational companies, I didn't want to waste my time. It had been two days since I talked to Zoya last. She hung up call in anger. After that, I didn't get any calls or messages from her. That meant she was up to something, or she stopped doing something.However, that girl was so unpredictable that I didn't dare to assume anything."Well, we needed a junio

  Nikhat "Stupid", I spat, glaring at the screen and regretting calling him. It was such an embarrassment. Selfish guy! While I was cursing Kaif in my mind, I heard the wires spurring again. It gave chills down to me as I twisted my head back. My heart was beating faster in fear and I attempted to call Abrar. It didn't seem to be good to me to nag him every time, especially when he was not in a very good mood. He had done enough for me. I passed the phone aside, dumping the thought of calling him. My tiny apartment had a small room and undoubtedly I would never be able to escape if a fire breaks down. Heck! I was already having negative thoughts. The landlord was good for nothing. When I went to him, he told me it was normal and the wires would be okay automatically. How? How could it get fixed automatically? I didn't stay there longer and came back. Now, I was scared, I had the number of an electrician from the landlord b

  Kaif I swivelled on my bed while going to take another long session of sleep when my eyes shot up. I hurriedly jumped off the bed and tried to find the alarm clock. It was laying on the floor. "Shit", I cursed under my breath, grabbing it from the floor and looking at the time. I pushed myself up from the bed in no time as it was 10. Heck! It was 10. I had to be in the office sharp at 9 and here I was still rolling on my bed. Grabbing my clothes, I rushed out of the room and banged into the washroom as Ammi's voice came. "I thought you're not gonna go to the office", she yelled from the breakfast table. However, I didn't even have the time to respond to her. It was all because of that useless girl. She didn't let me sleep properly last night and I was late. I took a shower hurriedly, brushed my teeth and came out. Ammi had already served the breakfast. I started to go get ready, buttoning my shirt in front of the mirror

Nikhat "Can I sit here?", Kaif asked when I was having my lunch in the canteen. I rolled my eyes at him. His face was curled up. I looked around and found a few tables empty. "Sure", I said, knowing that his actual motive was not only to have lunch with me. He would have sat anywhere in this canteen. Why did he choose this place to sit? He sat in front of me and quietly opened his lunchbox. I munched the food while scanning him properly. "You want something?", I asked, frowning at him as he looked up, making a blank face. "Huh! Why did you feel like this?", he asked. "No, actually" "Well, I want you. I mean I want you for urgent work", he mumbled without looking at me and started to fill his mouth again. I pressed my lips, trying my best not to laugh at him. I didn't know why he needed me but the fact that he was here to request made me feel like dancing. He was acting so mean to me from the last night and here the time