Atifa's pov:
It was rare for ammi to cook something since we moved to Ba town, but today was one of those rare days when she was in the kitchen, making our favourite kheer. It was kind of surprising for us, for her to suddenly want to make kheer, but we didn't say anything.
Mira was in our room, learning something for her upcoming test. Our finals were just around the corner, the syllabus done, just the revision with occasional tests remained.
It was my last year in University before my bachelors would complete and I would graduate. And with that, one of my dreams would come to an end. Or should I say, it would be accomplished.
But here's the thing, since I was unable to concentrate on my studies, I decided to dust the house, because maybe then I would get bored enough to actually study. But so far, it wasn't working, my mind was busy wandering to my old memories, making me frustrated. Why couldn't it just stay at one place?!