Tahreem Fatima Novels & Stories

’’ He said giving an old trick to her. ‘’Josef. Sir is calling for you.’’ A boy of the senior year said and Josef followed him after waving his hand to Fariha. Soon Fariha started counting till she reached three hundred seventeen when she heard her name on stage. ‘’Fariha Kamal. Scoring the highest in the whole college with 98% marks and first position in the whole science section. Please welcome her to attend her reward.’’ She was lost there but her body moved slowly.

Signing off. ~Zaveria akhtar 

I know he doesn't buy what I just said thank God I don't care. ******* As I make my way to the throne, a lady hold my hand. Her hand is warm and she gives a welcoming smile. "Hi, I am Tareem's wife, Tasha Darc. We met at your wedding" Tareem's wife? Oh! He left me at the altar to meet HER at the altar. I am not mad, I am just disappointed he made me make a fool of myself. "Oh hi. Sasha Vahemir" "Sasha Bahedia, you mean", she gives a silkily smile that washes away any anger I had from her earlier remark.

She smiled and stood up. "I am waiting for you in the kitchen, okay?" Raheem said and left her alone. She quickly went into the bathroom, took a quick shower, brushed her teeth. She wore her bathrobe and stepped out of the bathroom. She went to her closet and chose a pink t-shirt and paired it with blue jeans. She wore her slippers, dried her hair and stepped out of her bedroom. She went straight to the kitchen where she found Raheem telling everything to his wife. Fatima shook her head and stood up. She walked towards Neha and pulled her in a bear hug.

I said to her. "Thank you wifey". She said teasingly while I rolled my eyes in return. "Oh and by the way, this is my sister zainab, zainab meet Aryan senior sister, Fatima" "It was so good to finally meet you". Fatima said. "Same here, too". ***

Timtim Aariz Sheikh Pataudi, crowned in sindoor and mangalsutra, Ishtiyaq Khan realized he had lost a war he hadn’t even prepared for. A war against his own heart.

Fatima said in a whisper-yell tone. Sabeerah had no answer for her so she simply shook off Fatima and walked away, her heart was pounding harder as she made her way back to her office with the incident replaying in her head. She didn't regret hitting Islam but Fatima's caution was ringing in her head, what had happened to her? It was as if her lifelong ambition suddenly didn't matter anymore and she was content with being nothing. In her office, she packed up her things and left the building. She drove off to the new site at Glaze plaza.

If only she knew. She was the same age as Uzair when she was brought up here with Neelam as her guardian, who adopted Fatima as her little sister from the orphaned house where they used to live as orphans along with other kids. After Neelam was wed to a billionaire husband—Shreyaaz. She came to live with them.

Farah's companion interrupted with a groan. “You know her; she prefers attractive men like you!" He laughed loudly before covering his mouth shyly. "Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot to introduce myself, my gosh. I'm Katy Pee, and P stands for Purita Kalaw Ledesma. I’m Farah's Manager." "Thank you very much, Ms Farah, for agreeing to sign the contract. It is a tremendous honour for my son.” Mother Nena gasped as she held Farah's hand.

Yet she had developed an understanding with the inhabitants of the haveli. Zahra- whom Sheharzaad met at the dinner that night; rather the night which turned her life upside down; she was a sweet, jolly girl. Twenty two years of age and was pregnant. Pursuing to become a pharmacist. She was happily married with Irtaza, who was Shehryaar's elder brother. The tension Sheharzaad had felt between them both and the vibes of intense fear that came off of Zahra, when she first met her, was not there anymore.