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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Family & Friends
- Subject: Friends / Friendship
- Published: 01/10/2021
metanoia of perceptions
Born 2000, F, from Bahria town, Lahore, PakistanStory title: Metanoia of perceptions
With the passage of time everything seems to be fine, just fine like nothing happened. Time gave you the opportunity to move on in your life to get busy-so busy that you forget yourself. Time will heal everything whether it’s a wound or heartbreak. Everything was covered under the phrase “everything will be okay with the passage of time”. It’s just the vulnerable thought that refrain everyone to carry the weight of their deeds.
It’s a typical sun rise with usual warmth of greeting early in the morning but sunlight seemed to be very generous and throwing very calming rays from the silk curtain passing soothing beam on my face from the window above my head besides that the sweet morning breeze strengthened the arrival of new beginning. I gather my strength to wake up and look outside the window to examine the weather. I put my chin on the edge of the sill and observe that the weather is so calming but I didn’t want to go to company today. I was always a procrastinator in School, college and University but I did not want to be in my practical life. I decided to leave my bed and get ready to fulfill my responsibility related to my job. I looked like a normal office worker but my look was always a hotshot for everyone. I was independent and meet my ends by my paycheck. A twenty six years old, young lady named Fay who recently got job in a multinational company with a reasonable salary. Who wants to be on a recognizable position in a company but she always believe on hard work rather than dependent on someone because she never had anyone in her life whom she depend on. On her way toward subway she heard a shrieking, screaming sound from far away. She turns around and she saw her best friend running and jumping toward her. She was not only my best friend but also my listener, my family, my mentor because she was the only one who was beside me when I was on the verge to collapse. We took bus together and she started to talk about her new friends that she made while on her trip to California. She never shut her mouth even for a second till we arrive to our destination. I said,” Kethna! We are arrived” and she was astonished by the speed of the bus because she never realized about the time when she started her story of her tours. We enter through the huge glass door that was as sparkling as a crystal and got a morning greeting from receptionist with the great smile on her wrinkled face. By the help of elevator we reached on the floor where our desk was placed. I knew that a lot of work was pending and she rushed to finish her given task with full contemplation.
At five, we were done with our work and extremely exhausted. We clear our tables and hold our bags like we are soldiers on a secret mission. On our way back to our home, we saw our favorite restaurant and eager to move in. we ate and talk a lot. For us only eating and talking is the last thing to do before sleeping. We were in the middle of our meal when she told me that she was going to shift in California because she got a good job there. I was thunderstruck by her statement because my only friend who was my family also was going to leave me. I will be left alone. But still I summon up my courage and congratulate her on her success. My heart was bleeding with the sorrow that she was going far away from me. I never met her family or her friends but she was my only hope that could count my existence in the world. I did not ask her anything, I just pretend to be happy in her happiness. Suddenly she swings her hand in the air and the waiter appears in front of her. She ordered Champaign to celebrate her success. We both enjoy in our own gardens to be happy. Just for that moment I want to be happy her but my in my conscious the orison was growing that she should be by my side, she should not leave me. I was in a state of rame and was not able to understand that whether I was happy or sad. All my emotions peak out and I suddenly standup and hold my bag with all my might and wanted to fight with her but instead to say something to her I said, “Buddy, we have a busy schedule tomorrow so let’s go”. She look up and stare me for a second and nodded her head and say,” why! Why! Why we have such a robotic schedule. We can’t even celebrate. Is this the life for what we are suffering?” And bang her head on the table and join me to leave restaurant. We were standing on the verge on main road where everyone was busy with numerous customers, vendors were moving here and there to do business. A taxi stopped in front of us and we zoned out in order to make decision that whether we were going to grab it or not. But Kethna open the door and we entered in it. As we started our ride, driver asked about our address and we just yell our address like high school students. The driver drop Kethna first and then me. After leaving taxi I saw a tall building and the mixture of emotion just arise from somewhere in my body, instead to go home I just went to a park and sat there for some time. While sitting there I thought that I don’t even have a family, how lonely I am after Kethna I don’t even have someone whom I share my thoughts. Just these types of notions cross my mind and I arose and went home.
For any reason I woke up next morning, dressed up nicely for the office and had a suitable breakfast that perfectly suits my taste. I was having my breakfast when my phone rang; I slackly grab my phone from the pocket of my jacket. That was my old friend who went abroad for studies. In the beginning when I saw her I really wanted to ignore her but I still attend her call and listen that what she wanted to say after a lot of time. At first I only hear some noise but then she spoke over the phone and said, “Hey Fay, how are you and what you do now a days?”
I speak causally and told her that I am fine and I have a good job. Then she told me in an excited tone that she was getting married and wanted to invite me but she didn’t have my address so she was inviting me over the phone. My mind was jumbled up at that moment and I wanted to tell her to “shut her mouth and go where you came from but I congratulated her on her wedding. In a mean while, the door bell rang and I opened the door and saw that Kethna was standing there like a model. I saw her and my smile came back to me when I saw her in that weird pose. She asked me to grab my bag in a dramatic voice because we were habitual to go office together. This is something that I will miss when she go to California. Her morning greeting and her dramatic craziness fills color in my life. We were on our way to our company when I saw a mother and her child who was in their own world singing and nodding their heads enjoying rhymes on the android phone. That scene crave in my mind that force me to think about how much I didn’t get in my life and how much god differ me from other kids. I am twenty six years old but I got jealous from a small kid because I never get that feeling that scene just muddle the state of my mind.
That was a beautiful scene but the whole scene was a torture for me for whole day. I went home, put my head on the back of couch and unintentionally a lot of concepts and mishaps were going through my mind. Unconsciously tears start dropping from eyes and I wipe my face in dismay that why I was crying. I was trying to find the reason of my consternation.
The next forenoon was horrible because my whole body was in agony. My sleeping posture was pathetic including that I sleep whole night without any blanket that gives me a mental breakdown again that what will happen if I die here and no one will come to find me. This ridiculous thought affect my mood so much that I wanted to scream and tell the whole world that I am alone in this world. I don’t have a family; my friend was also going to leave me. But suddenly I remember that Kethna must be packing her stuff because she only has three or four days. I decided to visit her and help her in her packing as she has a lot of stuff to handle. I decided to call her before going to her house to check either she was home or not but I was undoubtedly ignored by her.
I cook her favorite egg pie as her gift. I abruptly lock the door and started my journey to meet my best friend whom I know for nine years. I was going toward subway to catch a bus. On my way I saw more people than usual on the road. That was weekend when everyone has the chance to polish their hobbies and to wander around to get observing some nature. I saw people of every age. They all were wandering around, some came for shopping, some came for grocery, few old ladies were negotiating with vendors to accommodate price according to them. The small kids were playing there in the corner of the park. After watching that I came to know that how much I am lacking, I never had any experience of being loved by family because I don’t know my past; I don’t know my origin; I don’t know that from where I belong to, whether my parents love me or not, whether I was abundant by them or any mishap occurs to me. These were the questions that always haunt me but it’s hard to face them. I only had my childhood picture with me but now I don’t even have that picture. I throw that picture with my own sinful hands because that picture was always a bed evil for me. I was crossing the road when I heard the trumpet horn from my left side and that give the shock that I was not in a position to move my feet even an inch. In the very next moment, I was bathed in my own blood; people around me were also in shock that what had happened just now. I was just lying there like a corpse. I could hear easily the noise and hustle of crowd in order to examine the accident. Mean while, the siren of ambulance starts teetering from somewhere. Then, I went into the awakened sleep; the only thing I remember was the tube light in the ambulance.
At that particular moment, I was just thinking that how short the life is for everyone. I was scared with the fact that I was all alone in this world. Even if I die at the moment no one cares about me; no one is going to remember me. I was completely in a deep sleep when doctor gave me the shot of anesthesia.
When I only gain my conscious I heard the chatting of Kethna with me, when I was just lying like a dead person but she was continuously talking to me that makes me feel like I have the most beautiful destiny that I met with her in college. That day and now I always want her by my side, I gradually and slowly move my fingers to indicate her that I am awake but she was still ignoring me while sitting on a bench near my bed. In short span I woke up and she was filled with tears when she saw me. She immediately calls the doctor and there was nothing serious just a lot of injury. With the passage of time I realize that those who care about you will always remain with you whether you are happy or sad; they will always be there for you. I realize that why I should feel sad and stressed out over those whom you don’t even know. What if I don’t have a family, I survived till now. I was happy that my whole department came to see me. I was not alone, I have people around me who care about me and love me. Kethna was always by my side and I perceive the concept that distance didn’t matter if you are sincere with someone. Those people are not important in my life whom I didn’t even meet. So after that moment I vow with myself that I will never be sad and live every moment of my life with full pleasure and excitement.
That accident or I should say that miracle changed my life completely; all my worries and stress vanish away when I saw the affection and caring sentiments toward me was full of fancy I always have in my mind.
Writer: Arooj Fatima Tarar
metanoia of perceptions(Arooj Fatima Tarar)
Story title: Metanoia of perceptions
With the passage of time everything seems to be fine, just fine like nothing happened. Time gave you the opportunity to move on in your life to get busy-so busy that you forget yourself. Time will heal everything whether it’s a wound or heartbreak. Everything was covered under the phrase “everything will be okay with the passage of time”. It’s just the vulnerable thought that refrain everyone to carry the weight of their deeds.
It’s a typical sun rise with usual warmth of greeting early in the morning but sunlight seemed to be very generous and throwing very calming rays from the silk curtain passing soothing beam on my face from the window above my head besides that the sweet morning breeze strengthened the arrival of new beginning. I gather my strength to wake up and look outside the window to examine the weather. I put my chin on the edge of the sill and observe that the weather is so calming but I didn’t want to go to company today. I was always a procrastinator in School, college and University but I did not want to be in my practical life. I decided to leave my bed and get ready to fulfill my responsibility related to my job. I looked like a normal office worker but my look was always a hotshot for everyone. I was independent and meet my ends by my paycheck. A twenty six years old, young lady named Fay who recently got job in a multinational company with a reasonable salary. Who wants to be on a recognizable position in a company but she always believe on hard work rather than dependent on someone because she never had anyone in her life whom she depend on. On her way toward subway she heard a shrieking, screaming sound from far away. She turns around and she saw her best friend running and jumping toward her. She was not only my best friend but also my listener, my family, my mentor because she was the only one who was beside me when I was on the verge to collapse. We took bus together and she started to talk about her new friends that she made while on her trip to California. She never shut her mouth even for a second till we arrive to our destination. I said,” Kethna! We are arrived” and she was astonished by the speed of the bus because she never realized about the time when she started her story of her tours. We enter through the huge glass door that was as sparkling as a crystal and got a morning greeting from receptionist with the great smile on her wrinkled face. By the help of elevator we reached on the floor where our desk was placed. I knew that a lot of work was pending and she rushed to finish her given task with full contemplation.
At five, we were done with our work and extremely exhausted. We clear our tables and hold our bags like we are soldiers on a secret mission. On our way back to our home, we saw our favorite restaurant and eager to move in. we ate and talk a lot. For us only eating and talking is the last thing to do before sleeping. We were in the middle of our meal when she told me that she was going to shift in California because she got a good job there. I was thunderstruck by her statement because my only friend who was my family also was going to leave me. I will be left alone. But still I summon up my courage and congratulate her on her success. My heart was bleeding with the sorrow that she was going far away from me. I never met her family or her friends but she was my only hope that could count my existence in the world. I did not ask her anything, I just pretend to be happy in her happiness. Suddenly she swings her hand in the air and the waiter appears in front of her. She ordered Champaign to celebrate her success. We both enjoy in our own gardens to be happy. Just for that moment I want to be happy her but my in my conscious the orison was growing that she should be by my side, she should not leave me. I was in a state of rame and was not able to understand that whether I was happy or sad. All my emotions peak out and I suddenly standup and hold my bag with all my might and wanted to fight with her but instead to say something to her I said, “Buddy, we have a busy schedule tomorrow so let’s go”. She look up and stare me for a second and nodded her head and say,” why! Why! Why we have such a robotic schedule. We can’t even celebrate. Is this the life for what we are suffering?” And bang her head on the table and join me to leave restaurant. We were standing on the verge on main road where everyone was busy with numerous customers, vendors were moving here and there to do business. A taxi stopped in front of us and we zoned out in order to make decision that whether we were going to grab it or not. But Kethna open the door and we entered in it. As we started our ride, driver asked about our address and we just yell our address like high school students. The driver drop Kethna first and then me. After leaving taxi I saw a tall building and the mixture of emotion just arise from somewhere in my body, instead to go home I just went to a park and sat there for some time. While sitting there I thought that I don’t even have a family, how lonely I am after Kethna I don’t even have someone whom I share my thoughts. Just these types of notions cross my mind and I arose and went home.
For any reason I woke up next morning, dressed up nicely for the office and had a suitable breakfast that perfectly suits my taste. I was having my breakfast when my phone rang; I slackly grab my phone from the pocket of my jacket. That was my old friend who went abroad for studies. In the beginning when I saw her I really wanted to ignore her but I still attend her call and listen that what she wanted to say after a lot of time. At first I only hear some noise but then she spoke over the phone and said, “Hey Fay, how are you and what you do now a days?”
I speak causally and told her that I am fine and I have a good job. Then she told me in an excited tone that she was getting married and wanted to invite me but she didn’t have my address so she was inviting me over the phone. My mind was jumbled up at that moment and I wanted to tell her to “shut her mouth and go where you came from but I congratulated her on her wedding. In a mean while, the door bell rang and I opened the door and saw that Kethna was standing there like a model. I saw her and my smile came back to me when I saw her in that weird pose. She asked me to grab my bag in a dramatic voice because we were habitual to go office together. This is something that I will miss when she go to California. Her morning greeting and her dramatic craziness fills color in my life. We were on our way to our company when I saw a mother and her child who was in their own world singing and nodding their heads enjoying rhymes on the android phone. That scene crave in my mind that force me to think about how much I didn’t get in my life and how much god differ me from other kids. I am twenty six years old but I got jealous from a small kid because I never get that feeling that scene just muddle the state of my mind.
That was a beautiful scene but the whole scene was a torture for me for whole day. I went home, put my head on the back of couch and unintentionally a lot of concepts and mishaps were going through my mind. Unconsciously tears start dropping from eyes and I wipe my face in dismay that why I was crying. I was trying to find the reason of my consternation.
The next forenoon was horrible because my whole body was in agony. My sleeping posture was pathetic including that I sleep whole night without any blanket that gives me a mental breakdown again that what will happen if I die here and no one will come to find me. This ridiculous thought affect my mood so much that I wanted to scream and tell the whole world that I am alone in this world. I don’t have a family; my friend was also going to leave me. But suddenly I remember that Kethna must be packing her stuff because she only has three or four days. I decided to visit her and help her in her packing as she has a lot of stuff to handle. I decided to call her before going to her house to check either she was home or not but I was undoubtedly ignored by her.
I cook her favorite egg pie as her gift. I abruptly lock the door and started my journey to meet my best friend whom I know for nine years. I was going toward subway to catch a bus. On my way I saw more people than usual on the road. That was weekend when everyone has the chance to polish their hobbies and to wander around to get observing some nature. I saw people of every age. They all were wandering around, some came for shopping, some came for grocery, few old ladies were negotiating with vendors to accommodate price according to them. The small kids were playing there in the corner of the park. After watching that I came to know that how much I am lacking, I never had any experience of being loved by family because I don’t know my past; I don’t know my origin; I don’t know that from where I belong to, whether my parents love me or not, whether I was abundant by them or any mishap occurs to me. These were the questions that always haunt me but it’s hard to face them. I only had my childhood picture with me but now I don’t even have that picture. I throw that picture with my own sinful hands because that picture was always a bed evil for me. I was crossing the road when I heard the trumpet horn from my left side and that give the shock that I was not in a position to move my feet even an inch. In the very next moment, I was bathed in my own blood; people around me were also in shock that what had happened just now. I was just lying there like a corpse. I could hear easily the noise and hustle of crowd in order to examine the accident. Mean while, the siren of ambulance starts teetering from somewhere. Then, I went into the awakened sleep; the only thing I remember was the tube light in the ambulance.
At that particular moment, I was just thinking that how short the life is for everyone. I was scared with the fact that I was all alone in this world. Even if I die at the moment no one cares about me; no one is going to remember me. I was completely in a deep sleep when doctor gave me the shot of anesthesia.
When I only gain my conscious I heard the chatting of Kethna with me, when I was just lying like a dead person but she was continuously talking to me that makes me feel like I have the most beautiful destiny that I met with her in college. That day and now I always want her by my side, I gradually and slowly move my fingers to indicate her that I am awake but she was still ignoring me while sitting on a bench near my bed. In short span I woke up and she was filled with tears when she saw me. She immediately calls the doctor and there was nothing serious just a lot of injury. With the passage of time I realize that those who care about you will always remain with you whether you are happy or sad; they will always be there for you. I realize that why I should feel sad and stressed out over those whom you don’t even know. What if I don’t have a family, I survived till now. I was happy that my whole department came to see me. I was not alone, I have people around me who care about me and love me. Kethna was always by my side and I perceive the concept that distance didn’t matter if you are sincere with someone. Those people are not important in my life whom I didn’t even meet. So after that moment I vow with myself that I will never be sad and live every moment of my life with full pleasure and excitement.
That accident or I should say that miracle changed my life completely; all my worries and stress vanish away when I saw the affection and caring sentiments toward me was full of fancy I always have in my mind.
Writer: Arooj Fatima Tarar
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