You can tell by the way she walks and talks, she has moved on and become a lady of class!
~Queen
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Ruqayyah
i was freaking out the moment i stepped foot in Bloemfontein
Zahi clenched my hands tightly and Zaik held her hand as we walked out of the airport into the humid air
Bloemfontein was known for its historic ideas, the museums and all- and i was never a history girl- sorry to say this but they are all gone- dead- past- i am not really into History-
art is my thing-
any kind of art is
at one point i wanted to be an aspiring writer, at another i wanted to be a art designer and one high peak i wanted to be an interior designer
but as usual, none came true
We stood there waiting for my older brother to pick us up
a minute later, a tall figure, walked to us and grinned at me and the kids seemed frightened of him
"Riyad!!!" i said as i waved to my brother and his face lit up
smiling, he walked to me and following him was another lady
Uzma?
She has grown up so much!!!
"Didi!!!" she said as she hugged me
"As salaam!" said Riyad bhai and i greeted him back
"So how are you?" he asked me as he hugged me too
"Alhamdulillah, never been better!" I replied and Zahi shielded herself from my siblings by scooting behind me and using Zaik as her protective shield
"Aww this must be Zaik!!" said Uzma as she pulled Zaik's cheeks and i chuckled
Zaik, however, did not find this amusing at all!
"Yes, thats Zaik and this-" i said pulling Zahi from the back "-Is Zahi"
Riyad bhai looked at her as if she was foreign
"I remember you having one child...." he muttered and i sighed
Guess mothers effects are rubbing off on him
"Aww aren't you cute- Zahi!!" said Uzma kneeling down to Zahi's level and Zahi studied her closely
"Do yoh lwike spiderman?" she asked Uzma and Uzma seemed confused
"Whos spiderman?" she asked me and i chuckled
"No Zahi, she doesn't know who spiderman is!" i replied and Zahi took a step back and hid behind Zaik
oh great
"Shall we head home?" asked Riyad bhai and i nodded
"Umm we had no idea about Zahi so we don't exactly have child seats........" said Uzma and i nodded
guess we will live without it for now
we got in and Riyad bhai stared off for home
the alley seemed the same except more trees were here and the people seemed the same too
"nothing has changed" i muttered and Uzma laughed
"Yes- nothing at all" she said as Bhai parked the car and we got off
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