Marium ,sweet yet bold girl. She was one of a kind. Always in her world minding her own business.Passionaite and determined about her work.
Raheel, business minded,anti social ,has just one best friend, Sohail.
By now you might have a slight hint on how the characters are but I warn you some traits are yet to be disclosed
MARIUM
It was a great morning as always, the moment I wake up I realised I was late for my interview, ya allah
why is it always me, I groaned.
Quickly I jumped off my bed and rushed to my washroom, freshened up and went down stairs for breakfast
Coming downstairs my eyes met another pair of dark black eyes admiring me, don't worry sounds more like a lover but that's my dad!
Yes he always does that and I get shy as if I am an actor, jokes apart he is my hero, be it anything I get things even without asking for it I wonder what super power dads have.
I met another pair of hazel brown eyes but the facial expressions weren't too good to see, there my mom goes with her scolding about how I should manage my time well wake up on time and so on goes her list.
To my rescue ,daddy that's what I like to call my dad, he interrupted with beautifully describing how pretty I looked and gave me lots of duas
Well honestly speaking my mom isn't the bad one here she always says things that are right and the scoldings are pretty much in my schedule now so I enjoy it, what's life without some drama.
While I was having all these thoughts fingers snapped in front of me, though I didn't get scared but, sheezz who does that in the middle of someones thoughts, MY SISTER,yes only she can do such stuff
I came back from my thoughts into the actual world, grabbed a buttered bread, sprinkled with some sugar, hugged both my parents and ran out of the house. Not to forget the slightly hits on the heads of my siblings were too good to do,i heard them run behind me so I ran out and I scream "allah hafiz"
By the way, I have 2 siblings, I am the oldest, then comes my younger sister Iqra, then the adored small boy Ahmed.
Snapping from my thoughts I got into the car and started driving it towards my destination.
Whilst driving, I usually go into deep thoughts specially at traffic lights, so basically my mind aka brain wants to keep processing every minute.
When I saw a poor girl walking to school, i remembered by days of school but even then i used to go in a car, my family isn't the rich kinda one but Alhamdulillah we have that much that fulfils our needs and all desires.
my parents have never let me ask them for anything, i got things which i never even wanted an apple watch, iphone,laptop,almost so many gadgets that i hardly used some.
They thought physical gifts make me happy, but what actually makes me happy is , spending good quality time with the people i love, reading, photography and most important to build a business empire one day!
To be honest my parents never stopped me from doing stuff either, all they knew was i had their trust and i will never break it, In'sha'allah.
I was busy in my thoughts but i quickly snapped out of it when i had to press the brakes immediately.
DAMN,did i just meet an accident?
I came out to see if i had actually bumped into the car but Alhamdulillah the cars didn't touch each other. I thanked Allah for saving me, and went up to the other car's driver.
The windows were rolling down when my eyes met a set of light brown eyes but i focused more on apologising.
"I am sorry for the sudden brake however the car's haven't even touched... as i was speaking
That man, yes him, being so unrealistic, drove the car and whoosh in a minute i could hardly see his car.
what just happened here? i thought to myself.
"how can someone be so arrogant , and btw (by the way) the cars didn't touch each other so why did i even bother to say sorry i was mad i shouldn't have got to such a man to apologise such a waste of time"i said to myself
"Time, shit i am getting late for my interview"
i rushed into the car and drove off to my destination
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