my dangerous love

chapter 2

Sanams pov:

Life’s true gift lies in your freedom to design it beautifully. With each rise of the sun, you get to chase the opportunity to fill your days with meaning—to live your life the way you choose. You’re only here for a short visit. Don’t hurry, don’t worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way.” — The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart. For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone. Life is as beautiful as the stars and the moon except when it is covered by the clouds of sadness and pain.

"Still writing your thoughts in the dairy"

I turned around and saw my brother standing there. The only family I have.

Sanam:" yes bhai you know this is now my hobby "

Hamza: please don't stress your self and get some sleep.

Sanam: yes sir I will sleep on time and will not take any stress.

Hamza bhai my one and only brother. My mom died in an accident and dad dies because of heart attack. Since then hamza bhai is the only one who I have left. He is protective and caring a lot. We have less money. Hardly surviving  now bhai has got a nice job

Our time will also change. I finished high school. I am 18 years old. My name is sanam.

I want to go to college but the fees is so high. But bhai promised me he will arrange the money for my college. I take my canvass and start painting. I love to paint. It helps to divert my mind. I just have one friend that is zoya. Zoya and her brother are our Best friends. They help us sometimes and zoya understand me.

People always ask why I love painting. What's so special in painting. Painting gives me mind peace. The painter shows his story through painting. I finished the painting and wait for few minutes so that it dries. I sell my paintings to uncle samar. He loves my painting.

I painted a girl crying. I feel connected to the small girl. I was like this when I lost my mom and dad. I wish there were here.

Hamza: sanam come and have dinner.

Sanam: yes bhai I am coming.

I wore my slippers and went down for dinner. The bell rang. I went to open the door. It was zoya. My best friend and her brother.

Sanam: just on time let's go for dinner.

Zoya: you know me to well.

Rehan: guys seriously move in i am hungry.

Zoya:  you always hungry.

This two will start fighting again. I leave them by the door and go inside by hamza bhai.

Hamza: zoya and rehan fighting again.

Sanam:  tell me. About it.

Hamza:  this two.

Soon they joined us and we started eating. In middle of dinner I got a a feeling that tomorrow my life will change.