Sameen Azmat

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2022

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“Never Stopped Waiting” by Sameen Azmat

‘Don’t you remember’?   I could see it in his eyes that he was trying hard to remember. Finally, after a moment he gave in and shifted his eyes back at me.  ‘Sorry, I can’t quite recall’.  I laughed. A fake one actually. ‘It's okay. It was a silly thing anyway. Besides, it's been long’.  I sipped my coffee, feeling like a complete idiot. After all this time, I still ...

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“Set me free” by Sameen Azmat

Submitted to Contest #146

For the nth time, she crumpled the piece of paper and aimed to throw it in to the bin at the far end of the room. It wasn’t just a dream, she knew it. It was real. As real as her whole existence.   When it happened for the first time, she had to pinch herself thrice in order to wake herself up. And then the same dream again. And again. It kept happening for a week until she realized the figure she saw...

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“Eighteen Years ” by Sameen Azmat

She waved to her children who were seated in the backseat and watched till the car took a turn and disappeared. She stood there for a while, staring at, what would seem to someone passing by the street, the neighbors’ weeks of uncollected mails in the mailbox. That happened a lot these days. She would zone out in the middle of conversations or would get lost in her own head, mostly when she was alone.  Her thought...

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“The Secret Attic” by Sameen Azmat

I looked at the clock for the tenth time in the past fifteen minutes. It felt like time was passing much slower than usual. Weekends have always been boring for me, but with my parents visiting my grandmother for the whole day and all my friends busy, the boredom had just doubled. Mom and dad asked me to come along but since my annoying cousins were going to be there too, I chose my peace and stayed back home.  Af...

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“The day the Earth stood still” by Sameen Azmat

Submitted to Contest #138

Fariha faked being asleep as soon as she heard footsteps coming toward her bedroom. She knew who it was. 'How many times do I have to yell at the same thing over and over again’? Her mother said while she opened the curtains of her bedroom window. 'Not again', Fariha thought to herself while her head was covered inside her blanket. 'Does anyone ever listen to me in this house? How do I change you and your brother when ...

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Author bio

Writing makes me feel alive. When I am writing, it gives me the feeling of being myself. I don't have a specific genre. I write stories on any topic that attracts me. You can check out my writing blog on Instagram: @wordsbysameen I also have my poetry collection which I have compiled on INKITT. Username: swrites15