The Moments I lived

Chapter 1

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                     Peace✌

"Get up sleepy head! Yasmeeeeeen get your ass out of the goddamn bed!" Someone's piecing voice echoed in my beautiful dream with candies, unicorns, chocolate mountains....uuh just kidding. My dream is all about Francisco Lachowski, Zayn Malik, Channing Tatum, Matt Lanter and... ooh I can't take it anymore.

"Oh so you want it the hard way don't you...?"
"Ok ok am up, jeez Yaseen don't act like a caveman I'm only human you know, and by the waaay the princess needs her beauty sleep." I added a dramatic sigh to add more effect to it.
"Then stop acting like a creature if you want to be a princess, anyways your getting late for namaaz."

My brother,Yaseen is my twin, his irritating, annoying, handsome, caring, his got a stupid sense of humor and his got this illusion that he is the best which he is not, and to top it up he is a practicing Muslim MashaAllah. Thats what I love about him.

I sighed hopping off my bed and dragging myself to the en suit, it was a combination of brown and yellow, weird combination huh? Now you might be wondering why the bathroom is brown... well I've got this smart brain who told me to make it brown coz it's the colour of you know... the thing that comes out from the behind...yeh that and yellow... well if it isn't so obvious!! Anyways back to the topic.

I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed, brushed my teeth and made wudhu. I prayed my salaah and started getting ready for work.
I wore my all time favourite clothes; black hoodie with the words 'OBEY ME DOOFUS' engraved in the colour blue, skinny jeans, black and blue toms and to top it all a black hijaab wrapped around my head securely. I did not need makeup apart from my lipbalm coz I had my natural Arabian beauty to show off.

I had brown curly hair that cascaded down my shoulders and landed right above my waist, pale skin that also had a beauty spot in the corner of my pink lips and hazel eyes, which I inherited from my British father. Apparently my grandmother wanted her son to get married to an Arabian which so happened that my dad got married to my mum. Cool story huh?
Moreover, am a bit short compared to an average 21 year old girl. It sucks.... big time.

Yaseen has got the same hazel eyes and pale skin as me, his got straight hair and is a bit lean, overall we look 70% like each other.
He has taken over my dad's business and is now the CEO of the multinational chain of fast food restaurants, and as for me, I am a professional photographer, photography is actually my passion so I decided to take that field and Alhamdulillah I'm happy.

I walked down the stairs and met up with everyone.
"Salaam everyone."
A chorus of 'walikumasalam' went through.

I plopped down on my seat and started devouring my breakfast which consists of bread and nutella. I love, love and love chocolate.

We were four in our family, small simple and sweet. Alhamdulillah I couldn't have asked for more.

Okaaay so that was it...
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