SOMEONE I KNOW

Sana's POV

Sana:

present:2

Its been a week already.Dubai has changed a lot and it no more resembles the place once I grew up.Its a Friday morning and my phone showed its 6 am.It was a bright sunny day.Fridays are usually holidays in Dubai.So my sisters are still in their beds.Dad has already left for his morning jog and mom is busy in the kitchen.I could smell the brewing coffee from my bed which urged me to wakeup.Mom was startled to see me wake up that early;"oh!Up so early today.morning!".I seated myself on the kitchen table."Morning ma.I guess its the coffee that disturbed" and my mom handed me my dark green coffee mug with steaming coffee.I started sipping it and went to have a look at the garden.

I got used to this place very quickly.The porch where dad reads his morning paper,the garden-mom's department,Anuja sharma;talkative punjabi neighbour and her 12 year old daughter who always stare at me as if am a ghost,and all near by shops.

Dubai is famous for its skyscrapers and cars.But dad love calm and rural lifestyle.After spending 11 years in an apartment where everybody stay behind closed doors,we found this beautiful arabian style villa.The interior designing of this place has a french touch in it.

I finished my morning coffee sitting on the swing when dad returned from his jog.We had a small conversation on various subjects and then he asked me the most critical question which I don't even dare to think about now.

"What next?"-I just gave him a nod and left with a null expression.