"Back in 80's, there lived a man. Named 'Hamid'. Eldest of the family. And being eldest he had the responsibility of the whole family. But his brothers were young and living all by themselves so he didn't had that much responsibility nor he was responsible. Instead he was kinda rude and illogical and never liked reasoning and listening to advices.
Being the eldest he was the first one to get married. So he got married to 'Azra' a very intelligent, young and ambitious girl who used to be the Head Mistress of a school before getting married.
Like every other human being they too - changed a bit after marriage, adopted each other's habbits and stuff like that. They made a happy couple, nor very rich neither poor but a middle class couple.
After an year a son was born to them. First grandson of the family. Everyone was very happy and parents were on cloud nine. He was named 'Asad'."
-"Same name?" I asked interrupting the story.
-"Yeah, same name" he replied smiling.
'Asad Bukhari was his own name'
And he continued,
"The whole family was happy and everyone had different plans for him that when he'll grow up he'll be this and that and that.
-"He'll be a buissnessman" said aunt
-"No a pilot" said uncle
-"My son will be a doctor" said his father
"In Sha Allah" said everyone.
Who knew what he'll be? They were all thinking that it's that easy to be something like just saying it.
-Interrupting the story he asked if my family had plans for me and i told him with a mild laugh:
"Yeah my mom wanted to be a doctor"
-"And you're here sitting with me" he said smiling.
I smiled back and he continued.
"You see every parents have plans for their child, everyone wants them to be good in their life. But nobody knows that while thinking their good, they kill their best.
Experiments on a child start as he take his first step. So Asad grew up and hopefully grew up being very intelligent and pretty much talented.
He was that kind of child who made everyone jealous by securing 1st position every year and could make his relatives beat their kids by participating and winning the extra curricular competitions."
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Experimental Life
Short StoryThis is the fable of a person who left his family and followed his dreams. Because he knew that a which thing he i best at. Rather than following everything his parents would say, he choosed his own path to fulfil his dreams.
