The Chronicles Of Aisha

Reflection to Life

All content of the story is true. Its written with complete truthfullness. Its not a fairytale or an imaginary story but an eligible experience i cane through in my very personal life. All rights reserved.

She wakes up with a sensible smile and looks out at the window on the back of her bed. Her hairs are tailed in a braid which deleted its neatness overnight. She gets up with her feet wrapped in socks and Vaseline applied beneath each sock. Her eyes flatter open after the hint of waterdrops, the drops by which she opens her eyes everyday. She urges to the door of the bathroom and brushes her teeth with a sudden feel of disgust, which is felt every single day by her, SHE HATES BRUSHING.
She gets out of the washroom after her wudu and heads towards a frame in which 'nine words' are written. Those 9 words are special to her. She has a strong belief about seeing those nine words and having the day go good ahead. She peeps inside her parents' room and stands there for minute or two before moving towards the kitchen. While moving towards the kitchen, she comes through a drawer of her own which she elegantly opens and looks at a picture of hers and 3 other girls holding a board. It reminds of her something to which she politely smiles. She never discussed about this thus its a hidden secret. She moves towards the kitchen and pretends to be cooking for her husband which still hasn't arrived in her life.

Her life is different than a normal person. She was a girly girl but was a strong believer of 'real beauty' instead of 'makeup beauty'. She wasn't the perfect one with long lashes. She wasnt 36-24-36 but whoever she was, she was amazing. A quality which seriously is a turn off for me is insecurity in girls, it somehow too is a turn on. Her mind revolved around how she looked at the same time she didn't care how she looked. She didnt had couple of people among whom she wanted to look good but her behaviour with everyone was same, she sometimes wanted to look like as if she's going to her own wedding or a funeral, there's no in between.

The first time I saw her she was in green and white dress, eating icecream. She had green lens on, idk those were lens or not but i think those were. She was eating ice cream and letting out cute laughs. I noticed her from very close but escaped her eye ;).

She has a brother, but she doesnt, she has another life, but she doesnt, she.has a husband, but she doesn't. Confused? Ikr!. She has a big..wait no..A HUGE DREAMWORLD. She totally has 40 to 50 lives beside her own life in many of 'em, she has Husband, story is different in every life. She got married to King Akbar in one of her lives, but his name was Yusuf instead of Akbar. She has a serious addiction to the names 'Yusuf' and 'Muhammad'. One of her dreams are to have an elder brother and have alot many imaginary lives with that.

She wants to touch the sky. She wants to be a psychologist. She wants to be in Air Force. She wants to be a lecturer and also she wants to be a writer and poet. She loves her life at the same time things mess up n she hates it. She's a small small girl in a big big world.

Happy Birthday..

~Younus Shehzad Malik