Prologue

[NOCOPY]

[MEMBERSONLY]

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Prologue

1st Jan 2021

11.32 a.m.

Delhi

In these whole twenty-four years of my life, I'm writing a diary on this date of every year and then leave it. So, dear reader, you might be struggling with a question mark over your face, that why it is? Ha-Ha!, very simple I've never fond of these, the typically girl shits, you know!

But today is a so called special day again, so as my birthday as well, it doesn't sound cheesy to you? Haha! But it is like that. My birthday, the worst day in the history of our politics. The day, when my well-focused father martyr, for this state and on the very same day, my mother sat on the throne, rejecting me from feeding, just to save the political life of this state.

Phew! Every year the day used to be celebrated in the state not as my birthday, but the martyr day of my father, Late. Mr Mamoon Farooqui and acceptance of throne by my mother, Mrs. Zainab Farroqui.

I used to emote my emotions and feelings via this diary and celebrate my birthday.

Emotions and feelings? Do I've them? Should I be owing them? The answer is No!

Politics!, the holy shit of this universe, has snatched away everything from me. My older brother brought me up in his arms when I was some hours old and crying to feel the touch of mother, which wasn't with me, but with the politics.

I felt my brother, being my mother, and ten years back he too walked on my mother's footstep and sat over that thorny throne, and left me back. 

Sometimes, I think, Is it so welcoming for them to leave their family and accept that crap!

Well! My brother is dealing with a crucial disease, since 6 months called blood cancer, he might be not getting to leave his life in more than 2 months. So, this is the time for me to sit on that thorny throne.

I'm nervous, very much and I do hate it, being nervous as well as the imagination to sitting over it. That enchanting throne snatched away my love one's from me. I don't want to sit over it. What I do is to become an artist! 

But this enchanting throne was snatching away this from me too. I have to live this laugh for my brother's child, who deserved what she wanted to do unlike me.

But is life works with our plans? No! Universe has its own plans, at least for me.

He has chosen someone more enchanting than that thorny throne, to whom I, Zoya Farrooqui has named, Enchanter!

Who is he?

Yours Zoya!

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Index

Prologue - Above

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