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©2016, December SOHRAB AMAAN                                  Story - "NEIGHBOURS"                              CHAPTER 2 Today I got up late in the morning. I sleep like a labour who use to do hard work all day. It was 10 am. Hayat asked me to get up. "You better get up now, Mom was calling you from last 1 hour.  Get up now before she start yelling" Hayat asked to get up by punching me. I was not is the mood to get up but I had to. I got up and go straight to the bathroom. I took a bath and look at time, It's almost 11 am. ohh God! Not again! I forget that I have to meet Aisha. I took my phone and there was 42 missed call from a same number. That was Aisha. I'll have to go with a better excuse now. I asked Hayat why she skipped the school today. She said "Because it's parents meeting over there at 12 pm. And You have to go with me." ohh shit ! Again I forgot that too and I already asked Aisha to meet me. ughhhh ! My memory.

   ©2016,December SOHRAB AMAAN                             Story - "NEIGHBOURS"                                   CHAPTER 1 TODAY when I came from college. It was a rushed out, exhausted day today. It was my presentation. I did it well but my professor didn't seems happy. So I'm kinda confuse from their reaction. Anyways I complete it for them. Its is also an achievement for me. "Ammi, I'm home" I throw my bag and myself too on the bed. Literally I was so tired so I fell asleep at the moment I hit the bed. According to my mom everytime I came from anywhere , I use to do that. 2 hours later when Mom finished her cooking she woke me up. "How's presentation? Amaan" She asked me while serving food on the dinning table. I took the plate and go into my room. "It was good according to me, But according for my professor it was disaster." I laughed at myself and start eating the best cooking food in the world. I was so so

  ©2016 SOHRAB AMAAN                             Title - "INCOMPLETE LOVE" We are having argument over the child, the only girl we have. We are argumenting about who will take the child custody after the divorce. Both are shouting and Azraa is crying there after seeing us both in that situation. She is 5 years old but she knew that why we are fighting with each other. Yes, we are getting divorce. Because We can't tolerate each other anymore. Its high time, we are having lots of work load and time & mood management isn't so good between us. Actually We don't want to make it good. Her talks irritates me and I hope mine will have irritate her too. Actually I'm sure about it. She want success more than me and Azraa. She want us to moved into  another city. But that's not possible. Azraa have running school schedule and I hv a way better job for securing her future. But Aisha want us to leave everything and go with her. Just because she got the job o

©2016 SOHRAB AMAAN                     Title - "JEALOUSY" I was sitting in canteen at her college. My best friend "Sonal". Sometimes I used to call her "sona" but that was her nick name too. So I used to call her "Gold" instead of "sona" for teasing her.  But She never get offended about it not even a single time. And why she get offended afterall I was her friend, the only person she used to share everything. I knew that but she didn't knew that I knew. Do you know ? about what I'm talking to? you better understand the known character. 😂 So I was clicking selfies into my phone with her , we were eating burger and cold drink and that selfie season I floored the cold drink on her by mistake. "AMAAN ! what is this? , it was my new dress and you spilt the cold drink on it " I shout on me. I feel bad and take her to the washroom gate, "Go wash yourself" And back to our seat and again I was clicking self

©2016 SOHRAB AMAAN Title - "THE IDIOT ONCE I CALLED "GIRLFRIEND" *Single 🙌* I was happy with my single life but than she happened. Actually I also was happy after meeting her but somehow we ended up and turned our love into the breakup. That breakup was enough to put anyone in depression. But I still remember her and I hope She still remember me because I was not that bad in our relationship season. I still remember the evening when I was at a restaurant having party with my friend and suddenly a girl came and slapped me. I was like WTF , who the hell is she and why she slapped me. And look her guts she was going back after slapping me just like she wins an achievement. I hold her wrist and asked "Why the hell you slapped me ?" "My friend asked me to do that. It was a challenge to slap you in front of all your friends" and she leave after giving me the small explanation of putting me down in front of my and her friend. I was sitting like wha

©2016 SOHRAB AMAAN             Title - "THE FULL MOON NIGHT ❤" One day I'm going through the memories into my cell. Damn! this social network .They keep all your memories as long as you want. As I'm seeing and reading all the memories, my face is showing the different type of graph, graph of happiness , graph of sadness , sometimes excitement. It is like a rainbow's, too deep at one sight and too light at another sight. Suddenly a comment popped up on my status . ❤ Damn! yes ! I still remember her❤ how can anyone forget her? , afterall she was just like a most beautiful butterfly in my garden. I was the cure of her pain that night , I spend a perfect full moon night with her. That time there was no social network, no any other contact support was so famous. It was like a golden old days ❤. I was going home because it's a birthday party and I hv to attend that at any cost. But first I have to buy a gift so I went into the gift shop. I was searching for t

©2016 SOHRAB AMAAN                        Title - SMOKING I was broke, not just because I was a writer. Well, that could be a reason hahaha everyone knows that's how we writers deal with life. My look could give you a instance feeling that I was broke. ummm.. My messy hair, my unbutton shirt, a jacket with lots of dirt deep inside it, a jeans giving you smell. but I wasn't that broke because I had a book contract and no one could tell you that I hv a book contract after seeing me and messy daily routine or my messy room or my messy life.They all looks same at a point of view. I was a cigarette addict too, sometimes I had drugs for sleep. One day I was walking arround the streets smoking cigarettes back to back with messy mind. Got stuck by a girl... "May I know you??" she asked "How do I know? I'm neither a God nor Devil, atleast not yet." I said " Not funny this time, you owe some money from my sister" She said it like a landlord whe

Title - "SUFFOCATION OF LOVE"  Part 4 -  "THE RAIN"  It's been a month since I was working there. So I took a leave and the main isn't my tiredness , the main reason was the "Rain". Sometimes I hate the word rain and that sometimes belongs to every time it happens to us. I hate being stuck in one place because of rain, I mean you can't go out, can't go for work and many more things you just can't do. I was sleeping like a 12th class boy whose exam are near but he don't even give a damn fuck about it and sleep like nothing is most happening thing in this world compare to sleep.  Ammi shouted on me " AMAAN ! WAKE UP BETA , I hv something to make your and your father fav. type biryani, so go out and buy some stuff, here is the list. Now wake up .hurry "  "Ammi ! It's Raining out side , I'm not going anywhere 😔 , you know nah I hate rain "  "So you're rejecting my order ,h

Title - "SUFFOCATION OF LOVE"  Part 3 -  I was coming to my home returning from the excellent interview. Again I took the bus from the stop. The bus was enough empty to adjust me in many manner. I could sit wherever I want to. I choose the seat right in front of the second door. I was thinking about MD of my company. She was hell beautiful. I just can't threw my thoughts out of her. Suddenly the bus stop and the known voice pinched me "Hello Rich boy" And giggled hard.  I look at the door there was same girl from the college , still messy hair with messy tone of speaking loudly. How could a girl like that loud. I mean girls are known for shyness. and here is this girl all loud like she don't even care about anyone.  I waved my hand for a Hi "How's your interview??? Seems like You are coming direct from the heaven , so fresh , so confident. Your eyes are speaking it all. You hv to learn how to hide happiness from behind the eyes&q