..A Promise un kept
Door bell rangedThe doorbell rang. I looked at the clock, and it showed 4 p.m. When I looked through the peephole, Aliya was standing on the other side of the door. I opened the door and she wildly jumped over me, and I hugged her warmly. I was feeling so happy to see her, as always she promises me, she would come to our house for some vacations. Her cute smiling face, tall height and with a good physical feature, where so changed evenbeyond recognition. She went to theLahore three years ago, to study MBBS in the Lumhs.
Once inside, she went directly to the sitting room. I closed the door and followed her. She was not only my sister but my very good friend. We had struggled hard in life together and come up the hard way. I was still confused by her unexpected presence. In hindsight, I know it was obvious the she had never intended to keep her promises.
I moved aside she entered inside home in the direction of the sitting room. I closed the door and followed her. She went to the washroom to refresh herself.
Aliya sat down on the/a sofa, and I brought coffee for her. She was very happy; she told me about her college and the exam she took last month. I listened with great enthusiasm. She looked up at me from the coffee she was sipping, smiled at me and adjusted to get more comfortable position. Before she can say anything her mobile started ringing! We say each other, but neither of us picked up the phone so it kept on ringing.
I awakened by restless ringing of the mobile alarm. I struggled hard to sit up bleary –eyed. The Clock on the corner table showed it was eight o’clock in the morning. I sat up in a daze and drowsily moved my eyes to search for Aliya, and thought of another broken promise. After a while I remembered I had set the alarm to get up early so I can pick up Aliya from the station as she was coming from Lahore. I jumped out of bed to get ready.
After ten minutes I came out of my room, hastily dressed, and picked up all my personal belonging. As soon I opened the main door, oh! My God
what I could see,Aliya was already standing there about to knock on the door. I was frozen for a while. She hugged me and I could see tears coming out from her eyes. I picked up all her luggage and followed her to sitting room..
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