Ch:1 "Some changes""Neelam's pov"
I woke up by sunlight seeping through curtains lightening my room.I inhaled deeply and looked at wall clock.
8:24am
I have finished my Masters in English literature.I love poems and writing.
I went to restroom for shower.I took a cold shower and walked to the mirror.I looked at myself.
I was good looking you can say.I had dark black hair with brown eyes.
My height was 5'3.I was just like how others girls should look.
I wore a black shirt with black jeans.I pinned my usal black hijan around my head.
I went downstairs.My father Hameed Zaidi and mother Hareem Zaidi and me,that is my family.
I know it looks like we live alone or in some cave but we have devloped a sweet,comforting silence in our home.
Thoughtful people.
"Asslam o Alikum"I greeted my parents entering kitchen.My mom and dad were seated on dining table.
"Walikum Aslaam"Mom kissed my cheek and I sat on my chair.
Dad looked at me with adoration.His brown eyes held softness for me.
I ate my toast and my phone pinged.I looked at it.
OLIVIA:Good Morning princess;)
I shook my head and smiled.Olivia and I met few years back randomly on internet.Instantly we became friends.
She gave me her skype and we just became besties.She calls me princess because for her my hijab is my crown.
ME:Bonjour Olii....
My head snapped at mom and dad when they stopped whispering about me.
I ate my breakfast and went to my room.I read some books and chatted with Olivia.
A sudden knock on my door and mom came in.
She sat on bed and kissed my head."Neelam a few guests are coming today.Be ready."I nodded but felt they are not just some guests.
Are they??
I decided to chose a dress and opened my wardrobe.After a long time I came up with white frock that has red flower embroided on it and white matching scarf.
I was still suspicious so texted Olivia.After all she is my only friend.
ME:We will have guests today.
OLIVIA:Do you know who they are?
ME:No.......
OLIVIA:Fishy..
I didn't texted her.At evening I changed into the choosen dress.I did light makeup consisting of eyeliner and pink lipgloss.
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Heartless Billionaire[A Muslim tale]
EspiritualI stood there.All dressed up as a bride with heavy lehenga and jewellery.All people were whispering until I heard one clear voice. "We are sorry the groom left the hall." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Nelaam Zaidi is simple hijabi.She lives in her sweet buble wit...