Sara Writes

Sharukop was a country inside Hanjarjah. For hundred years now Hanjarjah had been ruling over Sharukop, it has taken over the crops and mines of Sharukop too. A strange rule at Sharukop was that every boy who was born in Sharukop had to be registered so that when he reaches the age of fifteen the people in charge take him to Hanjarjah as a slave.   Cuda was a girl of Sharukop, her biggest dream was to see her father. Her father had last came to Sharukop fifteen years earlier, married her mother, and got her as their only child. Since then he had never returned to Sharukop.  This month Cuda's mother had got a letter from Hanjarjah by Cuda's father saying that he was coming to Sharukop. All of her family members were preparing for his arrival, cleaning the house, putting new tiles at the entrance, flowering the small block that was near their house.   But the family considered that the main purpose of his arrival was to get Cuda married. The highest post of a man in Sharukop was

It's "The Kite Runner's " review!!!! So this book is the first book of Khaled Hossein, a writer from San Francisco and famous for his second book "A Thousand Splendid Suns"  Well, if you have read about me in my profile you would know it's one of my favourites.                            "For you, a thousand times over"  This book starts with the main character Amir narrating the story of his life. And chapter 2 onwards he tells about his childhood in Afghanistan with his friend Hassan, his father, Ali Hassan's father and Rahim Khan his father's friend. Hassan was a Hazara, a lower caste in Afghanistan and Amir was a Pashtun a higher one.                   "I Hope you discover many tales on these keys" In the year 1975, something happened that laid the base of the whole story, of regret, of hope, of redemption, of reunion... If I tell you what happened in the year 1975, it would be a major spoiler so better I keep

                                           Simran's Diary Saturday, January 2020 2:00 a.m. Sup Diary? Today was a different day...huh...not like yesterday when I said it was a different day because mum didn't talk about my marriage, anyway she talked double about my marriage today... It was just a different type of different day today...okay?? So I was really tired of making my dinner myself and I landed in a  restaurant near my house, which I have not seen before. It was a dark one with little compartment-like structures for each table and as I passed them I found the place more like a depression release salon. IT WAS NOT A BAR.  I took a whole round of the restaurant which was like all the tables stuck to the four walls leaving spaces for the exit, cook's room (yeah I tried to peek in, as always) and the waiters in insane red clothes were moving everywhere.  The tables were all occupied so I was going to exit but a waiter came to me and said: "Ma'am c

Shimmer and shine, All of them go in a line, Toffees and chocolates,  I wish you and your mates. Cakes and balloons, Let's get rid of all the fools. Faults and mistakes, Let's leave them on fates. Ham and burger, We'll be better in the future...

I know, love is only what I want, maybe just because I have never got. And if you can't love me, Okay, it's not my job. Cause I'm who I am. I know, I love my parents the most, And that's all I have got. And if you can't love me, Well, just don't call me a crybaby, when my parents are not close. Cause I'm who I am.

If I had a bubble life, as a bubble does, Of a second or so. I'd like to be part of the biggest river, which rises in high spirits, and ends up giving all its wealth. If I had a bubble life, Of a second or so... If I had a bubble life, I'd like to surround myself with well-wishers, and tell those who don't like me, "Back off" If I had a bubble life, Of a second or so... If I had a bubble life, I'd like to do the most courageous thing, Cause I've gotta die in a second or so. If I had a bubble life, Of a second or so... If I had a bubble life, I'd like to make people around me love me, Cause happiness increase by sharing or so. If I had a bubble life, as a bubble does, Of a second or so...

A week had passed and Shrishti had been ignoring Zara. Hasn't Zara been her best and only friend in school, yes, but not just a friend, also her own, self-created enemy? Zara was a really good friend but also a really bright student, and Shrishti had failed to be like her.  After ten years of passing school, she had barely talked to Zara, blocked her phone number, and avoided physical meetings like reunions. Why? because of the extreme jealousy, the way people think she is invisible when Zara is around.  But now she has escaped all of it. There was nothing in which she had to show her down.  A familiar voice behind her asked "Hey, is that Shrishti...I'm sorry if you are not Shrishti" Shrishti turned back, okay so now she needs to confront Zara. Why was she so lost in her thoughts that she didn't even realize that Zara had seen her and now she was here! Zara waved her hand in front of Shrishti's face "hello"  "Hi, I'm Shrishti...but sorry I f