"59 minutes past three, and with this track, our show "Midnite Karachi" ends...Fee AmaanAllah"... Nadya switched off her FM radio, tucked the mobile in her purse..yeah purse.. Usually she kept it on her side table after setting the alarm, but today she tucked it in her purse. She slid her feet in to the slippers she just bought last week with Mama. Slow and steady she took the steps, towards the door.. Each step reminded her of the those past steps.. Steps she took when she was three, running all round this very room, steps when she had no place to go but Mama's room.
She peeped in the corridor, hm..lights off..she moved faster, thoughts swirling in mind. If only Mama could've convinced Baba, would she be running away. She got admission in that high tech uni, she studied all those years for this.. no job, no freedom, noown feeling of work!! she moves faster, she already packed her suitcase. The bag Baba kept in the hallway after summer trip.. No one knew and she had it packed.. she moved, almost ran, but something slowed her.. there it was, she finally reached the door, put her hand on the lock, and suddenly she tripped over.. and that too on the suitcase, which fell over the floor...now a fully packed suitcase would be going real BANG!!! She hears steps, running, closing in...
"Dya, What are you doing, bag se kuch chahiye tha tou subhe nikaal leyti, itnee raat gaye.."
"Beta, You arent hurt, are you??"
"Bajjo, what happened??"
Mama, Baba, Ahmar were all around her.. How full her life was, everyone cared about her, no one even assumed she was running away, somehow her purse was misplaced..luckily.. she was off to Lahore for a black mail.. but now she felt that all you needed to enjoy life was love and care, which would be scarce in Lahore, she'd miss Ahmars mischeifs, Mama's love and Baba's care!! Could she sacrifice all that for a job, jsut a job??/ Never, she smiled, "Mama, I am fine, I'll be fine as long as I have you guys.."
Ahmar, the lil brat flung his arms round her, and she thought she was happiest person in the world!!!
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Another story!! I have taken a liking to write stories..
She peeped in the corridor, hm..lights off..she moved faster, thoughts swirling in mind. If only Mama could've convinced Baba, would she be running away. She got admission in that high tech uni, she studied all those years for this.. no job, no freedom, noown feeling of work!! she moves faster, she already packed her suitcase. The bag Baba kept in the hallway after summer trip.. No one knew and she had it packed.. she moved, almost ran, but something slowed her.. there it was, she finally reached the door, put her hand on the lock, and suddenly she tripped over.. and that too on the suitcase, which fell over the floor...now a fully packed suitcase would be going real BANG!!! She hears steps, running, closing in...
"Dya, What are you doing, bag se kuch chahiye tha tou subhe nikaal leyti, itnee raat gaye.."
"Beta, You arent hurt, are you??"
"Bajjo, what happened??"
Mama, Baba, Ahmar were all around her.. How full her life was, everyone cared about her, no one even assumed she was running away, somehow her purse was misplaced..luckily.. she was off to Lahore for a black mail.. but now she felt that all you needed to enjoy life was love and care, which would be scarce in Lahore, she'd miss Ahmars mischeifs, Mama's love and Baba's care!! Could she sacrifice all that for a job, jsut a job??/ Never, she smiled, "Mama, I am fine, I'll be fine as long as I have you guys.."
Ahmar, the lil brat flung his arms round her, and she thought she was happiest person in the world!!!
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Another story!! I have taken a liking to write stories..
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Technically however your work is classed as Flash Fiction as it's less than 1,000 words. Between 1,000 - 20,000 words is a short story and beyond that comes novelettes and novels.
ok, so Flash Fiction it is..
Faiz's almost all poems and ghazals rock..
Its always been my dream to write a novel, but I will start with short stories. I'm still working on my first one.
Good luck to you, I wanna read your short/flash fiction soon :)
cya
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Nah, Aby, none.. just some weird thoughts that come out of the blue to me..
Well, should I say how I came up with this one..
Bhai's suitcase was lying in the lounge when he returned and I had a glimpse of it pretty late at night,and somehow I came up with this!!