Ayman Baroudi
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Stories (22/0)
Love is not an easy game.
We were mere days away from getting married when Olga changed her mind and told me, “go to hell.” She had no good reason to do so, or at least I did not think so at that sad time. But later on, I was very grateful she’d saved us a kind of marriage situation that could lead only to trouble, fighting at the court, and a painful divorce.
By Ayman Baroudi3 years ago in Fiction
Adventure in Dubai
I found the mind-blowing lady called Madonna in my cup of tea. Sam, the fortune-teller and my friend told me, “In nine days, you would be riding an elevator. On the ninth floor, a lady would get in, holding the glory of all races in her blood. And that accidental meeting would be an invitation from the universe that you enter the world of adventure and fortune.
By Ayman Baroudi3 years ago in Humans
The glory of red lips
He’d been born poor and suffered a lot before he was the king of the song. But today was not good for him at all. The Dr frowned and told him his days were numbered. “What the hell!” was his first response, then he went to the pub to get drunk and say goodbye to the good days. “No, I’ll not go easily,” Was his first response after the first drink he had. And he decided to take revenge from the fate that would take his life and prohibit him from enjoying what he’d achieved through sweat and tears.
By Ayman Baroudi3 years ago in Humans
The Temple and Mirage
I was walking down a crowded street in Kuala Lumpur when I met her. It didn’t take me long to guess from her brown skin and Blue-Benares Art Silk Sari that she was Indian Malaysian. Her long black hair and all other details in her face and body took me back to Nadia, the first love in my life.
By Ayman Baroudi3 years ago in Fiction
Shades of love
I’m a thirty-five-year-old bartender, yet I never got married because I don’t believe in a lifelong monogamous relationship. It’s not only what the drunk regulars tell me that does not make me trust in sexual honesty for one person but also my first love, which ended in disaster. When I found the girl I trusted in bed with my best friend, I got mad. She tried to convince me that her heart was with me and what she did was not more than a one-night stand – casual sex. I tried to understand her logic and forget her body’s image reacting with my best friend’s body and forgive her, but I couldn’t.
By Ayman Baroudi3 years ago in Humans
My Name is Anthony
At the end of a long and tiring day, I went to one of those third-class bars where I could get drunk and pay little. Shortly after I’d arrived, a charming woman came in. She turned the regulars’ heads. It was unusual that a woman with such a luxury dress and jewelry visits this bar. She sat next to me at the counter. Her presence was so strong and made me feel shy with my shabby clothes. I thought of leaving my place and sitting far that I watched her beauty with no embarrassment, but she surprised me by introducing herself.
By Ayman Baroudi3 years ago in Humans
The cup of tea knows everything
The elephant in the room. It’s heavy. I can’t talk, and my wife can’t speak either. I suggested making her a tea; she screamed, it’s not the teatime. I understood that we couldn’t make our relationship work again. I had a seat next to her, tried to count the flames in the fireplace. “They count five,” I said softly.
By Ayman Baroudi3 years ago in Humans
The Memoir
It was one of those boring evenings when I used to come back home after a tiring day at the office and doesn’t know what to do. I was hungry but not in a mood to eat alone. I wanted good company, but after my ex-boyfriend gave me a goodbye kiss, no one else showed an interest in me. I remembered my grandmother say, “ The bankrupt guy gets back to his old books.” And I did the same. I took a seat at the comfortable armchair at the corner of the room and went through a small black notebook containing memories from school’s time. I laughed like hell when I came to read my note on Philip Langston. He was the dullest guy in the class. I remembered when he dared to ask me out to dinner. I was surprised initially, then with a second thought, I agreed because no one else had ever tried to date me till then. The time we spent finishing our dinner was a disaster. Philip confessed to me that I was the first girl who agreed to go out with him, “I tried with all the girls at the class but no one …”
By Ayman Baroudi3 years ago in Humans