Monthly Archives: August 2013

Saleem looked around and could not see his driver Wahab Khan. ‘Where is Lala?’ he asked about him.                                               … Continue reading →

Bilal’s older brother Saleem was also in the school with him when Russians attacked their school. He was rescued by his driver Wahab Khan. They both drove towards his grandfathers house but there was turmoil and chaos everywhere. In the … Continue reading →

Bilal stopped asking such naive questions and started noticing things for himself. He thought maybe he was born to his mother from her earlier marriage to someone else. Bilal was on high honour roll in his school. He thought that … Continue reading →

Bilal decided not to bother his mother any more. He thought that he will keep his eyes open and find out for himself what the truth was.  To make his mother happy he asked.             … Continue reading →

He got up at about ten in the morning feeling very hungry, came down and saw his mother in the kitchen. ‘Good morning.’ She smiled. ‘Good morning, Mom. I’m feeling very hungry.’ ‘You must have slept late yesterday, so I did … Continue reading →

He was so upset that he had the same troubling dream that night, but he was alone in his room upstairs and his parent’s bedroom was not next to his room anymore. He woke up all soaked in sweat and … Continue reading →

Bilal had many friends at school. One of his classmates was a girl called Natasha. She was his special friend. Th ey were class-fellows since he joined the school. Both of them were very intelligent, and they would compete for … Continue reading →

That night he had his nightmare again. He knew that whenever he was unhappy about something the nightmares would come back. He learned to live with them. Bilal started thinking about his parents. He knew that he was usually the … Continue reading →

Catherine and Victor were shouting on top of their voices at each other. Suddenly Victor slapped Catherine. How dare you?’Catherine yelled. ‘I will dare as much as I want. You are spoiling him. He should be disciplined if he is to … Continue reading →

Bilal was very fond of football. He was a good centre back and was in his school’s team. He needed football shoes, which were very expensive but he wanted them desperately. ‘Mama I want the shoes for my football practice.’ ‘Okay, I … Continue reading →