Showing posts with label Short novel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Short novel. Show all posts

Wednesday, 11 September 2013

Chapter #1 (There he was)

It is Holmer’s Birthday. He turned 14 this year. His parents were very proud of their son's achievements in academics. Holmer’s parents invited every single class fellow of his on his day and there they were enjoying the bash, But Holmer didn’t seem much of a party kid. Sitting all alone, Seemed like he was thinking much about things .Every time a person wished Holmer birthday his face turned Blank and then angry. Something was troubling him.
Joe (Class fellow) came again to wish “happy birthday Holmer, come boy lets have fun outside” and there he was ready to Fire “I don’t want to enjoy with you, why don't you understand”. Everyone their just started leaving, His parents were so much worried, they didn't understand what to do.
Holmer was much into soccer so he joined the School soccer team. This summer he had a match and he was playing right out. Match started, Holmer tried much to get into the game and tackle but today wasn’t his day and everyone came out loud at him after the match and there he was yelling “I don’t want to live anymore, I don’t! I knew we are going to lose this match still I played”
“ My parents are not going to be with me forever, I’m going to be not what I thought” ( tears off his eyes, face turned numb, cold and legs started trembling) . Everyone there was so shocked to see this and they didn’t understand a word he said.
Hah! Holmer poor guy, but it was not just that easy it was much worse. Holmer used to write diary and that day he wrote he wrote all night, yes he wrote why he felt such worse things. Why he felt alone? Why he always said that I wish I could change things! And there he was writing the Million dollar Secret.
“Why God Why , Why can I travel. Why so and see the future and can’t change it, if you can make me control to travel, why cant I change it, why the hell can’t I change it” (sobs, cries hard and ink all over the page).

Yes people ,believe you me ,he said that In his diary. He cried whole night .He didn’t know what good he can do to undo what’s going to happen soon to his life ,why can’t He save it? Why is it so? .He often thought that he should leave it to the nature ,he has just a natural gift he shouldn’t let it make his life ruin ,what has to happen will happen anyway and he just decided not to travel again but that Thing that is going to happen didn’t leave him though, it was always in his mind !poor Holmer .AHH

Monday, 9 September 2013

There he was (Preface)

My dear friend Hadi Butt is writing a novel about a chef boy whose dream is to become an astronaut..
Here is a little preface or writing from his novel....
I hope you will appreciate this


There he was, lying in the cradle, crying like hell. He was special, his eyes had those sparkle that no one could resist the charm. One thing his father was amazed about was the color of his eyes. They were green, and neither of the parent had green eyes. It went well, he decided not to worry and bring him up well. He surely was a fast learner, different from other children, analyzing things and moments. His name was Holmer.
As He was a quick learner and he topped his middle school .Today he was very happy he got the result and made his parents proud. He was promote
d to High school. He went to see soccer match that day. He was a big fan of Georgia united FC. Georgia united gave a tough time but they lost. Holmer sure was sad, he didn’t even eat something in the night, whenever he got sad he used to go a sit on the rooftop, a dangerous place to lie down.  He lied down watching the stars, there shoot off a satellite, travelling at miles per hour that surely was a splendid scene to him. That day was a special day. On that day he decided that he would become an astronaut. His life would be a waste if he didn’t go to space.
Well if you ask me it surely was a hard or I would say blur thing to think about, being an astronaut is not an easy job, they are the Chosen ones and by chosen ones I mean special ones. Moreover, the astronaut applications those days were only accepted from States and Soviet Union. He lived on a hill station far away from city. The hill station he lived in was named Treckwood.
But there was an astonishing turn in his life ,His dream went off as early as it came ,His parents died ,He had no way to live through .he also had no skill to get use of so his relatives decided to make him learn cooking .His uncle decided this. His profession was turning out to be a cook at an ordinary restaurant and live an ordinary life .Holmer always carried a notebook of his father with him, his father had a famous saying on it that summarizes as always give attention to things even if they are small, they must have a meaningful for you. Holmer was quite worried and hopeless.
He got one day off from the cooking school and went to the park where he sat on a bench feeding the pigeons. He saw something was written on the bench, it was a quote a quote by Einstein ”whatever you are be good at it” and then nothing came up in his mind but his father’s saying that try to find a meaning in it and he did and meaning was very small indeed one word . “LIVE”. He decided to live and try and not lose hope and there he was trying to find his way in this another totally Alien profession to him. Holmer life took a new turn from here .His story filled with a new meaning from here , filled with spices, sausages, vegetables, fruits and every dream he had of.