Tuesday, December 29

A House of Hopes



“Brick, cement and wood, can only be a piece of art but never called a home until we don’t dress it with emotions and love” said my grandmother, the time when I was about to start my new life. My wedding is an arrange type. I have to fly from Pakistan to London, a whole new world. I had been advised from the every member of my family what to do and what not to do.



It took about 8 hours to reach London airport, and an hour more to reach my new home. During the journey I had been thinking, thinking and thinking about a fairy life like in novels and stories. A perfect happy family tied in a bond of Love and togetherness. I know nothing but flooded my mind with random thoughts. I was so confused and perplexed about the new beginning.


During the whole journey my eyes were kept gazing my hands. And I heard a voice in car “only 15 min and we will be in home”. My breath turns so fast even I can hear the sound of my pulse. And few minutes later car stop. My door was open and I stepped out from the car. The grand, impressive and a luxurious wooden house in front of my eyes___ my house or a home, nothing, it’s my dream. I took a step towards the welcome door; no one was present there to welcome me. The very first time my heart shattered. My mother-in-law and everyone was in their room, only a house maid was there to guide me. I came into my room, and change my dress. I came out in the balcony and saw new crack of dawn, with the emptiness of warmth. This is only a building with DO NOT DISTURB broad. Everyone have their own life and set of rules. My big home turns into a hollow, empty vessel in which I can only hear my own voice.

6 comments:

myrealmofimagination said...

Hello Sheeza!
Welcome aboard! Its great to have you write here! Nice post! Looking forward to read more of your posts soon.

Judy Harper said...

I am impressed! You did good! I hope you will expand on the story next week? Such as what is her new husband like? How many are in the family? What will it be like for a Pakistan couple to live in London? You have a good story here! Sorry about having to wait until today to post! I am so glad you joined us! Very good!

gaelikaa said...

Very nice story. I love when stories are short and still give me a lot to think about. I can't seem to write anything shorter than 1000 words.

I am very happy that you have joined our group. I look forward to reading more of your stories in future. I have linked my story to yours.

MelRoXx said...

Incredibly good story! loved it! I think you should join our Page on hair nails blogs now.. find it in the group section on hairnailsblogs.ning.com

sheeza said...

@myrealmofimagination:

thank u . bcoz its my very 1st attempt to write a story.

@Judy Harper:

you give me nice ways to think more about the stuff i wrote. thanks :-)

@gaelikaa:

thank u . well all your apreciation counts alot to me. i am not a story witer but i just tried after rg all of your stories.
you can say its my maiden story.

@melroxx:

thank u dear and i am on your nail and hair blog board.

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