Ainy Abraham
Bio
Listening to stories has always captivated me. Now, I want to share my thoughts through my stories.
Stories (54/0)
Facing the Death During Delivery
It was the night of August 21, 2012. I started experiencing labor pains. I had suffered a lot during my third pregnancy. My gynecologist was very concerned about my complicated situation. I had been suffering from a urine infection for the last 2 months. The 8th month had been challenging for me. The weight of a growing belly, internal discomfort, and two small children. Abraham did all he could to help.
By Ainy Abrahamabout a month ago in Humans
Toddler's Wonder
My nephew, Hassan, was very active and curious just like cats. He loved to touch everything up close. Shoes, socks, dust bins, and toilet seat means anything. His age was two years but the wonder and curiosity in his eyes was deeper than the sea.
By Ainy Abrahamabout a month ago in Fiction
Who Can Count the Crows
Once Akbar observed the crows in his garden. He asked Birbal about the number of crows in the kingdom. After considering the matter for a while, Birbal declared that the kingdom is home to ninety thousand two hundred and forty-nine crows.
By Ainy Abrahamabout a month ago in Fiction
Secret Behind Quilt Demand At 44 Celsius
My nephew was 2 years old. It was his 2nd summer. Last winter was his first when he experienced many new things and enjoyed them at the age of 1 and a half. He learned many new words, expressions, and above all clear likes and dislikes. His age was full of surprises for him. Our whole family was learning many new expressions and ways of showing attitude from him.
By Ainy Abrahamabout a month ago in Fiction
Late Night Phone Call
Late at night, there was a loud knock on the door of our hostel room. Ashi and I were in the room. Ashi asked, “Who is it?”. The watchman replied that there was a call from Rubina’s house. Ashi got up and left to listen. I also followed her. It was quite late at night, and I was praying that all would be well. This incident is from 2001. Mobile phones were not common. The hostel phone was not far from our room. On the way, I asked the watchman why the call came at that time.
By Ainy Abrahamabout a month ago in Fiction
My Brother Was My First Friend
There are two brothers that I have. My oldest brother, Aamir, and I shared a childhood. He used to ride his bicycle throughout the city with me. I was prepared to go, whether it was to see a buddy or go to the market. Fun fact about our relationship is, that thanks to him I mastered the art of riding a bike considerably larger than myself. It took little effort to make it move. Since the pedals were significantly lower than the feet, pushing down on one would cause the other pedal to rise. Next, press it downward. That was my cycle’s course.
By Ainy Abrahamabout a month ago in Fiction