These differences grew into enormities, which again led to war, which was sparked off by a country that ruled over them. — Zeenat Iqbal Hakimjee, Short Stories for Children Copy Share WhatsApp
by Zeenat Iqbal Hakimjee
Children Fiction · 50 pages
“When we reached home, I ran to my room and called my friend, Asim, to ask him if he knew anything about the trucks.”
“With my heart pounding like a drum inside my chest, I walked cautiously towards the chemistry lab.”
“My friend pointed the gun towards the men and started shooting; one of the men fell to the ground.”
“Tears blurred his vision for a while, but they dried up quickly as he was consoled by the thought that his father had led a good life and had died peacefully at a ripe old age.”
“Happiness glowed on their cheeks when they faced the colourful world.”
“Again it was instinct that saw them together, this time hers and nobody knew where it would lead.”
“Caught between sorrow and happiness, he had to decide, to get over his sorrow for Natasha, Susan’s and his Natasha.”
I love contemplating about nature and the mysterious ways in which it works. Reading is my life now. A cup of coffee, serene environment and lot of books is what I call a heaven.
“Life is a blessing and it is rich in surprises, do not disappoint yourself or the Creator by not living it the way you are supposed to live it.”
“People panicked, unrest followed and rumors started that it is India who is trying to create a rift between the two neighbors.”
“If you are willing to accept this challenge, I can make your next 12 months full of surprises.”
“Yes, poetry indeed is a self-talk but you must know that you have to see everyone and everything through yourself.”
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