My eyes were busy in analyzing the keywords and brain was trying to figure out how to fit them in without breaking the grammar when my phone started vibrating, indicating new messages.
Brr
Brr
Brr
Brr
I waited for the vibration to stop but when it didn't, I picked up the phone to check who was so active in my DMs.
6 New Messages from the 'Khan Cousins' group on Whatsapp
Sam 🤡
11 pm at terrace y'all.
Irha 🌸
Are we having bonfire for real?
Sam 🤡
yesss
Aleena🐥
yoo new year night. I'm in!
Zooeeee 💅🏻
me too
Ohho.
Tonight's new year eve.
I had totally forgotten!
My eyes went up straight at the clock.
10:02 PM
I quickly typed down my reply.
Me
I may get late
Aleena 🐥
why? :(
Me
got some important work.
Sam 🤡
idc you should be up at 11
Me
XD okay lil bro
Sam 🤡
dont forget im taller than you. im not your little bro anymore.
Me
Yes mr pole XD
I put down the cell phone and looked up at the clock again.
Just 1 hour.
I can't complete this work in 1 hour. But I can't miss out on the bonfire too.
It's once a year moment!
Hmmmm....
Think Hayat think....
How about I make the layouts for the articles to ease up my load? And do all the background work? For an easy and quick writing process for tomorrow!
Yeah good idea. That will balance up my work without missing out on anything!
Hence, without wasting any time further I dived deep into the work.
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Around 11:30 I reached terrace and found my cousins almost done with the preps of bonfire.
"Escaped all the hard labor, huh?" Sameer joked while adjusting the pieces of woods with a thick wooden stick in the high flames. "I wont let you go before you help me in cleaning up the after mess tonight."
"Ji janab, kar dungi help." (Yes sir, I will help) I walked towards the fire pit, entering into the circle of warmness. "It feels so good." I rubbed my hands as fog escaped my mouth. It was a cold foggy night of 31st December and bonfire feels best in this weather.
As I sat beside Irha, my 14-year-old cousin, she inquired, "Done with the work?"
"Yep, done for tonight. Will continue tomorrow."
"Can I help?" she offered.
"Nah its okay. Don't worry I will manage. It's just some writing stuff anyways." I assured her.
"I'm telling you she will become a writer someday," Aleena murmured, my 13 year old cousin sister, who was sketching something on her canvas.
"And you, an artist," I acknowledged with a smile.
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Storie d'amore"Love is the calmest feeling ever. It doesn't makes you restless, instead it gives you peace. As they say, 'aankho ki thandak ban jata hai vo insan'. (that person becomes the coolness of your eyes) The person who truly loves you doesn't give you cl...
