Tag: marriage

Letters to: Our Bus Driver

Dear Eejaz, First of all, I am sorry for calling you Ejaz instead of E3jaz for almost one and a half years that must have sucked, haha. I don’t know why I resonated in your mind enough for you to call your daughter Iman. But, thank you dearly for that.


“Maryam has gotten the Austin Martin she always wanted! took her a lot of savings” Huda speaks as my blood boils. Ah, another mission. It aches my brains how her car is now better than mine. A whole life savings huh? I drink my cocktail and pay the bill. Told Huda

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