Chapter 1

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People change with time but their essence doesn't .Sometimes even you know the fact that your entire life has been changed but something still holds you strong, you don't want to die and don't want to live like this either .You can't resist yourself from being loving and kind to others and specially to those who hurt you and it's obvious,isn't? That kind people suffers the most. People who disguise their existence

are either magicians or dreamers and when they stop dreaming then boom! welcome to the reality, the worst reality,Which may not kill on the spot but gradually,they might crave for death. Probably the situation could be different in some cases but mostly it turns out heart-wrenching and creates disasters, beautiful and ugly. All these things and much more but what's new? It's common everywhere we "born, live, learn and die". What is the meaning of life? when we know one day we'll shut our eyes forever! then why we even open them? Which thing made us live in this never lasting world? Questions without answers or we are just tangled on the other side of coin.

I should leave this bed now - I Giggled

"Sarah, Sarah – I heard a voice from downstairs

Yes, mother. I replied

"Don't you think you're getting late for university" - she said while coming upstairs

I stood and ran towards the bathroom

Yes mum I'll be there soon - I replied

"I made you a breakfast" She finally approached the room

"Thank you but I'll be late then" - I said while coming out of the bathroom

"You're not excited it's your first day in university" – my mother gave me a worried look

I wrap her shoulders with my arms

"Everything is fine mum and I am happy" – I lied

Then hurry up – she instructed

Well it doesn't matter how sad I am, it never stopped me to eat

I came downstairs

My mum served me one egg and tea

I thanked her left home in a run

It was such a shining day I was feeling cheered up after so long not because I was willing to get into this but living the moment after all it was my first day

I was looking at the sky like I am just about to chase it '

After having 20 minutes on the bus I saw my university meanwhile I plugged my handsfree in, it was playing "Daylight by a singer don't know his name "

' oh I love it and hate it at the same time , hiding all our sins from the daylight'

I was experiencing a whole new feeling being a young and mentally broke person was seeing new faces, new personalities, new stories were giving me goosebumps.As that day was only my first day I joined university about 2 months later. I was feeling awkward like a bird wandering in another city, lost, hopeless, clueless he only wishes to go back, where he belongs. Yes ! this is the perfect metaphor.

As that day was very new to me, I headed towards the classroom which was being guided by the administration of the Department of English. Yes, I was doing bachelors in English and literature,with zero knowledge about rules in English , irony.When I entered in classroom nobody was familiar to me.

" boys were sitting on front chairs " and " girls were sitting on backseats"

" Asslam o Alikum " - I Greeted one of my fellows

" Wa Alikum Salam " she replied with a smile

I was a new mate so everyone was in wonder " who I am"?

We talked for a while, she was so sweet we exchanged phone numbers.

Why we open our heart for new people knowing one day they'll just ,change and turn your life into living hell or maybe I am being a pessimist, people do deserve a chance,another one to prove a pessimist wrong.

Sarah, you are worthy to talk - Alia ( my fellow ) complimented me.

haha thank you - I saw her with wide eyes.

At this point of my life I am a very changed person, anyone could see a deep-sea in my eyes, full of sadness, regret, emptiness, loneliness, or any word that belong to a person who lost his all energy to survive. But these people are being manipulated by the smiley face ofn mine.

" What happened ?" - Alia finally broke a long silence between us by touching my arm.

"Nothing, how much time is in the next class ?" - I Covered my tears and asked

" Well, we have 10 minutes " she replied and turned to other fellows

How strange, there were 20 people around me, and there were 20 stories around me like this. Everyone in this world has his own story,some sweet and bitter memories. Some memories die with them but some are connected with others.

While thinking I grabbed my bag and pulled out my mobile phone from it.

I started reading in PDF reader

"The way to happiness: Keep your heart free from hate, your mind from worry. Live simply, expect little, give much. Scatter sunshine, forget self, think of others.

~ POWER OF POSITIVE THINKING BY NORMAN VINCENT


"I smiled" as I read this line. This was really good, then I hung up the phone and started getting acquainted with the rest of the fellows .

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