Asya story-The Diary

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sahashrabdi

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Posted: 11 years ago

The Diary

Part 1

A lively girl ran in a white top and jeans across the house.She was not a teenager but a young girl.She held a pink diary in her hand and was running to find where her best friend was as if she had found the most wonderful thing in the world and by running she dashed into some one and both of them fell.

Muskan got up still holding the diary in her hand and rubbed her shoulders.On the other side Zoya got up wondering what had made her friend so excited.

Zoya-"Huh!Muskan kya hua...itna excited kyun ho?Kahin koi purana crush ka photo toh nahi mil gaya" She asked with a naughty smile.

Muskan-"Oho...mera nahi...balki tumhari"

Zoya-"What?C'mon tum jaanti ho...mera koi crush nahi tha"

Muskan smirked-"Ohh really!Chalo confirm karte hain...ye diary yaad hai"

Zoya-"Hoga koi diary tumhari...mujhe kaise yaad rahega"

Muskan-"Well ye tumhari diary hai...dont remember...tumhari 13 years hone ke baad har din raat ko isme kuch likhe bina tum so hi nahi sakti thi"

Zoya-"Schooldays ke?"

Muskan gave a bright smile and nodded in a yes.

Zoya then immediately ran after her to get it.A lot of personal things were written in it.Muskan was her best friend though and she was the only one friend and her ammi whom she had in the whole world but still she didn't want to get teased by her best friend on some long bag topics.She had been crazier that time and she herself didn't know what she thought and so she was afraid that she might have written some faltu' things.And how could she forget,the face of whom she stole glances!

Muskan couldn't let Zoya win too.She too wanted to read her best friend's mind when she was a child.She so ran faster but bad luck,Zoya caught up wth her and snatched the diary from her hand.Witthout wasting any time she ran back to her room and quickly closed the door.She leaned on to it and then shouted from inside-"You loose!"

She heard Muskan's reply coming back-"Don't worry,I'll get it"

Zoya laughed at her and then went to her bed.She slowly opened the dairy and on the first page ahe found a big heart drwn in which it was written-

"Zoya Farooqui"

She smiled and turned on to the next page of the diary and started reading.Her heart wanted to go back to the meories of those days,those friends and him too!Words in plain handwriting with lots of smileys were on the page.She started reading.

April 01

09:45 pm

Hello!

From today I'll starting writing all my feelings within you.I have Muskan with me to share my feelings but still I don't know if she'll my secrets or not but tum par I can have blind trust. :D.So, aaj se we two are friends.Ok par mujhe tumhe kuch bulaani bhi hai na.So,Tweety kaisa rahega?Achaa hai na?I knew it...tumhe acha hi lagega. :D.Hello Tweetu!I'm Zoya.Acha I had a great day today.You know today was the first day at school in Class 8^th.Class was fun,with friends.Hamesha ki tarah.:) First day mein kuch padhai-wadhai nahi hua.So today no homework!Yayy!Well,ek saal aur chala gaya par ye Hitler nahi badla.

Reading these words a smile curved on her face.She remembered how she had been calling him Hitler.She read on further.

Sorry sorry,tumhe toh pata hi nahi hai na mere bare mein kuch.Acha toh phir suno.Mere story ke main characters hain Ammi jo muje aur Muskan,hum dono ko bahot pyaar karti hai aur Muskan jo meri sister se jyada hai.I love them more than myself.<3These two people are the most important people in my life.:) Main inke sahare hi jee hun thouh I don't know how they found me but still they are my only family.

Aur baaki sab school ke friends hai jinhe tum dheere dheere jaan jaoge. :P Well jis Hitler ke baat main kar rahi thi,he is our class monitor.Bas wahi nahi,he also tops the class every year.Aur sad to say,mein hameha second pe. :( Mujhe who bilkul bhi acha nahi lagta.Kyunki who pure Hitler hai.Sabhi se baat karta hai par very rare with girls.Aur hamesha apna face book se chupa rakhta hai.Challo uska intro bahot ho gaya.Ab bas uska naam sunlo-Asad Ahmed Khan.Kitna boring naam hai.Right?I'll tell you about him later ok.Coz mujhe ab neend aa rahi hai.Good night!

Zoya laughed as she read the whole page.It seemed like a story to her but it had been real,in her life.And she wondered how that Hitler,whom she hated that days had not still left her thoughts till now,after so long!

A/N-Hello my dear ppl.Well I don't know if its good but wanted to post it.Well its somehow a part of my life,I mean only the character types.Muskan is actually my best friend and well we both study in the same class,watch qubool hai,laugh and talk too much and the most weirdest thing we hate our Monitor!The character here of Asad is totally based on his character like he's is like that and not only us infact everyone in class calls him Hitler,he tops the class every year and so on 😛 ... and it was Muskan's idea to write such a thing though the character to display Zoya in my life is undiscovered. 😆 .She suggested me to do that and then I thought that indeed this will be a good story and so penned it down.I even don't know if it'l be a OS or SS.Just felt that I should write it. 😊