Today was his first day in college... She was very happy... This morning she got out of the routine. Pulled out her clothes from the fitfit and rammed into the washroom to freshen up...
"Saharsh son, get up. Your father is late for office. They'll drop you to college on the go," his mother called out to him and came into the room. But she was already up...
"Yes, Mama, I'm Reddy... Breakfast is ready what"
He answered as well as brushed off a question
"Yes, yes, ready... You come down quickly, your father is yours waiting. His mother crossed the limits of the room saying to him... Back and forth, she also picked up her handbag and came to the breakfast table...
"Good morning, Abu ji," he said, loving his father...
"Good daughter in the morning, stay winning," said her father, kissing her forehead...
Then they all started having breakfast and quickly finished breakfast and she took her handbag and followed in her father's footsteps... Hania belonged to a middle-class family... He was two sisters and a brother. Haniya's father had died... She was the youngest of the siblings...
She was a dream girl... Balkal is like a little doll who cries when she doesn't find the toys she likes.
That was the only difference between her and the little doll that she didn't cry... Whether small or big, no matter what the matter, she drank.
It was nine o'clock... She came to her class asking the students sitting there and sat in the front seat.
It was nine o'clock... She came to her class asking the students sitting there and sat in the front seat....
There were other students who were intermediate los like him.... Some of them came to fulfill their parents' dreams....
All the girls were busy chatting among themselves.
We were also busy acting to be happy to see them...
"Islam wa Alikum". When suddenly someone broke the continuity of her thoughts and she returned from the world of stuttering thoughts.
"Yes, Waalikum Salam".
He replied... "How are you," the girl asked.
"Yes, okay in Al-Hamdullah, how are you"
"Thank Allah, all right"... The girl also replied
"I can know your name"... The girl asked hesitantly.
"Why not, what is the permission in this... I'm called Aaniya... And your name" He answered as well as brushed the question
"Yes, my name is Saika," said the girl...
She was listening to Sa'ika's words, but the center of her eyes, she was an attractive girl... She was also from the general public, but why did she feel special? She didn't even know that. Well some teachers came to class everyone told about their respective subjects and so the first day of college came to an end with a smile... "How did your day go"
Saharsh's elder sister asked him.
"Well passed. Neither good nor bad, nor bad, he replied.
"I'm very tired, so I want to do a little aam," she said. As soon as he lay on the bed, his eyes closed, the same face came in front of his eyes...
(idea)
"How do I look?" She had been asking her cousin, while the center of her eyes was someone else who was unaware or he knew it and ignored her...
"Look so cute... That suit is very interesting to you..." Cousin replied...
"It was a very special marriage, so it was not possible to be well prepared," he said with a smile and his cheeks were doing a lot of glue...
"I know what special you're talking about... Look, Anabia, I don't want to hurt you, but I know Hadi better than you... He's interested in someone else... He doesn't think you're more than a friend.... Don't throw himself into this fire, he doesn't even hate you, what'
His cousin once again opened the bridges of advice on him... Just do it, man, you always speak against him. Somewhere you don't even give him a heart who repeatedly tells me to get away from him"...
Saharsh scolded his cousin as well as asked the question in a curious tone...
"Repent, man, what things do you say, if I explain to you, it doesn't mean i have such a relationship with him." His cousin replied. " Well come on, let me go from the front," saharsh said and walked ahead.
"Yaallah, keep this girl in your care" He raised his hand to pray.
Saharsh deliberately got into it to get his attention."Oh, man, there are eyes, your touch button, can't walk carefully," Hadi said to him arrogantly.
When she heard the matter, she opened her mouth and forgot to close it for a moment.
He said nothing and walked back
"Saharsh, Saharsh" his sister was making noises to him.
"Saharshshishashash" now his sister almost shouted at him "What's the problem with you," Saharsh ran to bite him.
"I don't even let you lie down peacefully for two minutes.
All these sisters had a lot of love and they fought among themselves. Wearing white sneakers, blue jeans, a jacket over a red shirt, he looked prince....
"Ok mama, Allaah Hafiz," Hasana said as she landed on the stairs in a hurry.
"Hey son, go have breakfast," his mother said.
"No mama, I'll just drink juice, it's late for me," he quickly kissed his mother on the forehead, emptying a glass of juice and crossing the doorstep of his house... "Good morning sir," said Aaki sectarary as he entered the office.
"Sam to you," Hasanat replied...
And went and got into his chair... Today was his second day of college. She was getting ready... As soon as he saw himself in the glass, he saw Hasanat's face in his place... She wanted him a lot but she thinks this love was just one-sided... And even if he knew it, he would listen to them... He considered himself to be the most beautiful shakhas in the world who had wealth and a good house. And Hania had none of all these things... .. Even didn't even have good branded clothes... But his love for him was everything no one knew... Even many times she had denied it, but what would she do to her heart who was not ready to accept anything... He didn't know how long it was going to be for college.
And out of bad attention, it was not known that his tears had broken the fence of his eyelids and came to his cheeks...
It was only when his mother put his hand on his shoulder and asked him if he had
"What happened, Haniya son, why are you crying"
"Hey, Mummy, when did you come, and when should I cry... Stay... I am" She herself was upset as soon as she saw herself in the glass, responding.
"I know, son, what makes you cry..." Her mother spoke helplessly and she looked at her mother in shock and shock...
You had to take admission in good university. You had to read a lot and get a good job... You have many dreams that have remained unfulfilled... But son, you can understand the conditions of the house, you won't think of your brother, so who else will... He's also a living man. He too has given up his desires... Boys his age go around doing a walk... Everyone is free, but my son has lost the responsibility of home... If he's not afraid, son, you should think too," his mother said, explaining affectionately.
"No, Mummy, that's not the case... Just I miss Baba a lot... Today, if she were, I would have joined a good university and fought the world for all the things that have always become a route in my way because I am poor." She wiped her tears. Don't worry, Amma, I approve of every decision you make and I'll read it all here and get it. Just pray for me that Allah fulfills one of my wishes. And she couldn't tell what she wanted... He just thought in his heart. "Why not, son, May Allah fulfill all your legitimate desires. Amen"
His mother said
In such a long time, horn sounded outside, her college van had come, she crossed the door calling her mother God-like.