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Hey all you lovely peopleš¤
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I am back from the BREAK, it's been a crazy break (phew thank Lord i decided to cut it short)
Anyways I have brought another SS with me, keeping my bakwas short - scroll down n read.
I LOVE MY READERS, it's because of you all that I have come back.
Short Story : Azal se Abad tak
His insistent eyes peered through the glass, he smiled watching the small babies twitch and curl their toes. But one baby held his gaze longer than others, he tried to see more of that angel but the glass barred his way into that room. He tried to see the name card dangling by the side of her cot and could only read Z and O, in process of figuring out more words he toppled off from the bench he was standing on. Zahoor ran to catch him, and nursed his scratch "are you alright Asad?, he inquired.
"Yes mamu i am totally fine"
"How many times have I told you to keep away from children ward, why do you always end up here?", zahoor questioned him for the umpteenth time.
"But the babies are so cute", Asad retorted with a pout.
"Come on run along, I have to drop you home, it's getting late" zahoor mamu said, tugging his hand. But Asad eyes were stuck to the ward in which babies were kept. His mind only registered the Z and O. On his next visit he will find more about her, and he smiled at his thought.
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"But she was right here last week"Asad was harassing his mamu.
"She has gone home, she can't live here forever", zahoor scratched his head, because a little boy of seven was throwing tantrums because his angel was no longer in hospital. He was quite surprised how vividly Asad had described the baby girl, black eyes which twinkled, cute and chubby face with sprinkled black hair. Asad called that baby His Angel. Zahoor didn't pay much attention to his tantrums and tried to divert his mind from the baby named Zo... Well he could have found all info about Zo in a moment but he didnt want Asad obsessed with something like that. He bribed Asad with ice cream and chocolate but Asad sulked and cribbed only.
To be continued...
Azal se abad tak means from beginning till the end. This for those who don't know it's meaning.
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Ps - it's a work of fiction, and I guess that allows me some creative liberty.
Anyways this part is dedicated to ankiewaa, my little Ayaan because she turned pink and I got to know it last night, although I should be Naraz, but keeping away the nautanki, this is her surprise.
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