Hey there guys, well I am new to this forum, and I have introduced myself in the writers area and many people may not know me but hey *waves* I am aashifa it is very nice to meet all you lovely people on this forum.
When I was little I had a baby brother and a new born baby sister....My mother used to tell me that God gives us children and some sort of karishma happens for them to be born and I can still recall the day:
-flash back-
Mama mama yeh kon hai???...............I asked
Arre pagli yeh teri choti behen hai!......Ma said
Par..pehle Nihaal aur aab yeh??.............I was confused..hey don't blame me I was just a kid!
Ha..jab upar-wale humme bach de na chate hai tho woh koi karishma karte hai to issliye baache aate hai................Ma ended and suddenly the little member starting wailing
Yeh lo....puttar zara idher ho mujhe upar jaane hai!......Ma said trying to keep that annoying loud wailer's mouth shut!
When ma left the only thing I could think of was when I get married will I ever have a karishma..will I get a wailer like my ma has..but most of all I would have a person that loves me alot and will always
-Present-
Tears blindened my eyes as I tried to stop them falling but all was useless as they fell of their own accord as another painfull day awaited me here in this place a karishma will never occur....it will never make me feel loved but feel disgusted of my shadow let alone my body..marks covered me from head to toe....I looked on out to the window wondering when this pain will end and the sun will shine on my head
If you guys do want me to continue then I will post a character sketch and all....
Looking forward to your comments
-aashifa-
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