Hello readers, I am Rimsha, I am 24 years old, I live along with my parents and a younger brother Zain. We are living in a Lucknow since from my birth and I particularly liked my hometown for various reasons first here the people are awesome and the food is yummy, the city is well known for its baaghs and parks specifically for the very famous Bhool Bhulaiya made by Nawab of Awadh. Now let’s talk about me I am very curious by nature and a hell lot notorious I like to seek adventure and love to do the things which people often left with certain reasons. I like being odd and from my early age I was attracted towards opposite sex and sexual activities, though there are various reasons responsible for that I would like to share some of my events in upcoming stories that how I become a pleasure seeker rebellious child from a innocent Muslim girl and how I almost broke all my traditions and religious obligations just to live freely at my own terms. The first event which mark the beginning of new era in my life is being narrated by me in details hope you like the story and will encourage me to write more about it, so now let’s continue with the story…
Five years back from now when I was getting ready for my school my mother called me from the kitchen…
Rimsha come over here at once… my mom shouted from the balcony adjacent to kitchen, she always used to call me like that ever since I responded to her calls. I was getting ready for my school as I am always late for this particular thing since from my childhood, looking finally in the mirror I have done with my dress responded to my mother who was calling my name at the top of her voice now, coming mom you are going to wake up the entire colony with your shouting I am afraid, I said in a frustrated tone while hugging her from behind she was preparing breakfast for me and for my brother who is still in washroom singing along with running shower he has this habit of singing while taking bath every morning. Let me introduce my younger brother who is studying in the same class as I got failed in my board examinations last year which gave him a chance to mock at me ever since then. Zain and I are more than siblings we are best friend to each other and share almost everything including our crime and sins that we often do while seeking pleasures and adventures hidden obviously from our parents and teachers.
Mummy the food is awesome … I said while munching my aaloo paratha (a kind of bread stuffed with mashed potatoes) with ketchup, by the way paratha is our family’s most desired breakfast unanimously except we go out somewhere else for it. Mummy had stuffed those parathas in our lunch box as well , as we will be having them during our lunch in school, which will be given by me as charity among my classmates as for the breakfast it is okay but have them again in lunch no way…
As I was heading out for to catch our bus Zain shouted from his room to wait for him, I looked in his direction and saw that he was literally jumping from the stares to catch up with me like a monkey while snatching his paratha roll from Mummy’s hand. He gave me a hug and said not before me you failure, I was always enraged by his mockery and thought to struck him with my steel water bottle but in front of my mother I have to suppress my anger and faked a smile.
As we moved to catch our bus to hell… Yeah you read it right school was kind of a hell for me as I hate studies but I went instead as it also gave me a chance to spend time with my two best friends Bushra and Amir, we are childhood friends and partners in crime whatever we do we do it together, we will discuss them later in the story. Now as we were waiting for our bus at our stop near to our house, suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder tapping me from behind as I looked back a pair of hands closed my eyes and ask me to say “mere upar kiska haath”( Whose hand is on us?) actually this is the phrase we use to say whenever we meet with our two little devils Bushra and Amir and the person need to reply “tera mera sabke saath”( you and I stays together) I replied and received a tight hug from bushu (Bushra’s pet name) she said arrived earlier than usual “kya baat hai Zain aaj time pe” ( what happened! today Zain is on time). I replied yeah luckily on which Zain stared at me with a look that I will get back to you later.
Zain had a huge crush on Bushra since we entered in senior secondary and always try to impress her with his stupidity and boasting about his intangible features known only to him. Bus had arrived and as usual we had our seat which was reserved at the back of the bus since we are the permanent members of the bus facility since we were going school so on account of seniority and permanent customer of the bus service Rahul bhaiya (conductor of the bus) had given us a reserved seat at the back of the bus.
The back seat of the bus is the largest as it is joined at the middle which makes it five sitters instead of general two or three sitter at the right and left section of the bus respectively, so this is the seat where we four sit together along with our bags, me at the window next to me Bushra then Amir then Zain. It is our usual routine to discuss the day’s activities while on our way to our hell… as we are discussing the upcoming torture Amir said that tomorrow he is going to his ancestors house in near village and ask us to join him so to have fun altogether. Zain instantly said he was in as he finds a way to be with Bushra at any cost, I also agreed as I will get momentary freedom from my routine torture of school and studies. Bushra also agreed as she had no other option left, now we just need to seek permission from our parents which will be easy as Amir’s mom is our paternal relative and Mummy always want to mix us with all relatives that we have on this earth for this she instantly agreed as she know I have a least interest in studies and more in sociality also this will allow us to know our relatives for future gain in terms of my marriage later..
Now the day had arrived as we were finally preparing to leave for Lakhimpur the ancestral village of Amir which is 65 kilometers away from our city, the journey will take around one and half hour to reach there. We were going there in a new car recently bought by Amir’s father we have boarded the car as we were seven persons me Zain Bushra Amir his father and mother his sister Mahvish and elder brother Talib stayed at home as Mahvish had her practical and his brother had to attend his business meeting which cannot be postponed. As we were about to leave Amir shouted that he forgot his slippers which were at the rack as he was sitting in the middle of the seat either me or Bushra had to go to fetch his slippers from there it was finally me who bought it and finally we left for our destination which will going to change my destiny and the relationship that we all four share with each other.