The Birthday Gift
#WritcoStoryPrompt51 #CovidStories
2020 and 2021
The New Year came in a flash, but unlike the previous years, this year was different for Mr. Qureshi. He gathered all his experiences and decided to take five New Year resolutions. This was the task, which for him, was mandatory and of utmost priority. As Mr. Qureshi skipped from a private company job to a government job he became insincere. This insincerity he thought, took to its peak. A series of thoughts knocked his brain, which couldn't be grouped into five resolutions and so he preferred to empty the shouts of his whispering mind in his diary.
“Dad you started smoking again”. Mr. Qureshi gave an instant jerk to his body as if he came out of a momentary trance.
“Diya, you are still awake.” As he spoke, he tried to hide the cigarette giving a false faded smile.
“It's not fair Dad,”
“Sorry dear, I will quit it, I have noted it as one of my New Year's...
2020 and 2021
The New Year came in a flash, but unlike the previous years, this year was different for Mr. Qureshi. He gathered all his experiences and decided to take five New Year resolutions. This was the task, which for him, was mandatory and of utmost priority. As Mr. Qureshi skipped from a private company job to a government job he became insincere. This insincerity he thought, took to its peak. A series of thoughts knocked his brain, which couldn't be grouped into five resolutions and so he preferred to empty the shouts of his whispering mind in his diary.
“Dad you started smoking again”. Mr. Qureshi gave an instant jerk to his body as if he came out of a momentary trance.
“Diya, you are still awake.” As he spoke, he tried to hide the cigarette giving a false faded smile.
“It's not fair Dad,”
“Sorry dear, I will quit it, I have noted it as one of my New Year's...