Tariq Saeed Babar

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2021

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“Miss Seema.” by Tariq Saeed Babar

 Heavily pouring, looking outside window ,not assuming comfortable in life .At home, every member of the family abhorrent my presentation, even my parents, at school ,mischief clapped after me "Hijra”(kinner). My life became ridiculous. Looked towards my parents, “Why am I impure?, not my fault, why you didn’t sided me, protect me.Why am I blame able?, They were speechless.So many times threatened parents and brother to leave the house ,but they didn’t care .At last One day, I decided firmly to leave my parent’s house . went t...

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“"Red villa"” by Tariq Saeed Babar

As I lighted from the train,walking steadily towards the cab.A lady facing towards road,at once looked and fetch my hand,”come with me"she said hastily.Her face veiled in white silk cloth,wearing black glasses.Looking awesome.She was tightly holding my hand and quickly opened the door of the car,both seated.Every thing projecting so whirly,She unveiled.. Had a great resemblance with me.”Oh,my God"I expressed with a lower shriek,putting my hand on my face."Would narrate everything to you,you are safe, do as I say “she said with a commanding v...

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“"Let him Go"” by Tariq Saeed Babar

Fahim belonged to a rich class Afghan family.Lived in Peshawar”Fahim you always take life for granted ,I know you are rich enough, could do something better for your future sake,build your own style”Breathed usual discussion with him. Existed as childhood buddies,classfellows as well.In school he also tried to take me to the canteen.”You know Rimi ,it seems good to me buy something for you,it seems I’m your owner “Fahim said it in a different way.”Don’t go every time towards Fahim,you are grown up now,keep a gap" Mother always scolded me lik...

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“Biryani. (RICE)” by Tariq Saeed Babar

As a student,I appeared brilliant.Right from school,college,till university,My performance been superb.Completing In PHD as a “Human Rightist”was recorded history,from L U M S" Lahore made me more confident.LUMS is one the best and expensive university of Pakistan.It made me a day dreamer getting job of millions worth.literally,in seventies and eighties,the cream up,I mean the siblings of the Millionaires were getting Specialized abroad despite didn’t dare to come back home.It pinched the Millionaires and they sat up university of wor...

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“Morin.” by Tariq Saeed Babar

My second last story “Custodian” carried a character named”Qaimer".Qaimer came to be my Uncle,entirely different ,extrovert,fond of making friends and girl friends.When he turned young, he appeared as a lover of going to England. At that time,he had based in Karachi,Pakistan.”How will I reach London? Don’t have enough money and resources to reach! .I will reach London, you all Will hear one day”. It became it’s affirmation.Qaimar, no doubt , handsome, good looking ,alive and had a special knack for making friends , always accompanied wi...

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“"The CUSTODIAN"” by Tariq Saeed Babar

The whole day long , kept on searching a suitable word ,eventually I have found it “Remarkable Superlative”. This word fits like a gem in a ring.My life with Victoria flooded with great joined and prosperity.we heralded in deep love .Heard saying “Romance “clips up after marriage. Extreme vet this view.We appeared as spouses and paramour in a same time. knowing better you would wink that how and when first met her ?So, I must have to tell you. Flying from London to New York is long flight. After seating, closed my eyes fo...

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“"The Last Drummer".” by Tariq Saeed Babar

Walking in the woods didn’t tired me.continuously hard walking didn’t intercepted me.Full of joy and love running in my body as a blood.pure weather exhilarating me to hike more .knew still had a hard walk for three hours more.My journey was pain staking but I wanted to kiss every part of the jungle.As a youngster,the whole day long running after the birds with a small …creating more sense of adventure.Jungles creatures were borne up hard on every being but friendly with us.The….From where the village girls carrying mudpots on their heads,fu...

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Author bio

MA History,Political science.Educationist and now story writer.