Chapter 1 Its a new day i feel
Zoya's POV:
I felt the morning sun rays hit me through the slightly parted window curtain. I took in a sharp breath and suddenly my head felt ver light. I felt an new tug of feelings engulf me.'what happened so suddenly ?' . before i could process anything those feelings just rushed throught my whole body and i could feel it running in my viens and then my whole body got swiped by those feelings and i felt myself floating in the air. Then i shook my head and blinked my eyes a few times.Then it became normal 'what just happened? what was that?' ' uff! zoya you're a weirdo' i thought
but then what did that feelings mean? i just felt like i was totally complete which was not a common thing and then i felt accepted in someone's life... SOMEONE!!!! ' what zoya are you in love???' ' stupido! how could you be in love when you dont even know to person??? you're incredible' i mentally scolded myself. I got up with a smile to face my new day and i did my prayer- praying to allah to give me the strength to face this new day of challenges-and i took in my surroundings.it never fails to marvel me each time i look at it 'wow'. Eventhough it was my own room and i have been residing in it for nearly a year i can never fail to get dumbstruck by it.
A mild lavender coloured walls 'mmm my favourite colour'
My house was HUGE victorian house with four storeys and with the famous victorian gravel touch on the outside but the insides just had normal paints and wallpapers.it had spacious and big rooms.it was me who gave this weird idea and my miey and pops readily agreed to do so because they can never deny me anything.the guests who used to come occassionally to our house were also marvelled by my weird idea. i felt a little sad that my weird idea got a thumbs up from everyone. even my friends to were amused by this idea. It has been nearly one year since we build this house and i loved it to the core.
I climbed out of the bed to do my daily routine that is to look around my room and get amazed by it. as i kept my foot on the carpet which was also a victorian model and i could feel the soft yet rough texture of it. it was violet coloured carpet. i first turned to look at my bed which was also a victorian model. it was also a weird combination of silver and black sheets with a baby lavander duvet and night blue pillows, but still everyone were amazed by the combination.
i went to the window . it was a big window which nearly covered half the wall but had easy use slides fixed in the window doors so that i dont have to open the big door. it had creepers running all along the door which had beautiful violet and purple flowers. i inhaled the fresh air. i could see the lawn which was maintained well. we had some teaks and orchid trees grow in our lawn.
I moved from there to there to my bookshelf which had many books of different topics.I loved philosophy so i had one whole rack of philosophy books and that too most of them were of Rene Descarates, my favourite french author.From here i could look at the nook and corner of my whole room and that is why i loved this place so much.
I then looked at the walls which were covered with many portraits and paintings.I had big portrait of MonaLisa in the middle of the wall just opposite to my bed. My room had many flower vases with flowers and i had a tiger-like table near by bedside but it was just wood.i had huge tiger painted on the wall above the bed. eventhough my bed was victorian it dint hide the painting. The painting was just above the headboard.
My room gaveway to six doors- one was my study which had my computer and laptop and my I-PAD- ...'what? where is my i-pad? where did i leave it?' 'whatever i do i can never get over my forgetfulness and clumsiness' thinking this i rushed over to my study and opened the door 'AAah! there it is my darling!' i kissed and came back.
" now it is time to get ready" saying this out loud, i passed my room door to go to the other door which was my closet' door. I had a walk in closet with attached bathroom and dressing room. while i passing the room door, i heard some noises.I slightly peeked out to find out about that noise.'omg!! its my miey and pops'. my room was in the second floor and theirs was in the first. They both came out arguing with each other, well, mostly its my miey who shouted and my pops just listened and giggled.
I call my big sis 'miey' short form of mommy because i think of her as a mother and my bro in law as 'pops' means father because i think of him a father.
i hurriedly bathed and quickly got dressed in a baby blue salwar with white combination and wrapped a new towel around my wet hair. I rushed down the flight of stairs to the kitchen eager to listen to their arguement. i settled myself on a chair before the counter, if i do my daily thing of sitting on the counter then miey would say' zoya what is this??? sitting on the counter. go sit on a chair of better stand'. we never had our breakfast in the dining table, we just had in the kitchen. before i could get a cup of coffee for me, my miey had already got it for me. i
Me: thanks miey
Z: its ok beta
A : hi deadly beauty goood mornnning
Me: hi poppy pops goood mornnning
Me: salam miey
Z: salam zoe
H : salam everyone...chirped humeira and joined us.
I heard the main door open and four beautiful female voices greeted us
TripleN's and tanveer: HI good morning everyone.
Then came a childish male voice
Voice: Asalamwalaikkum
'who was that?' anyways i put on a smile and turned around and got the shock of my life...it was...
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Okay guys that's for now and sorry no asad in this and also wont be next i gues because i myself hadnt deceided the next part sorry...
And gues who it was that gave a shock to zoya...!!???
I just gave this description about her room because you would get good idea about her lifestyle. i even left out some points because you would feel bored but i cover it up in the upcoming chapters.
Till then byeee