Lobna Kowsar
Bio
Stories (13/0)
Cora
After they were asked to leave for the third time, Cora and Meer exited the hospital and strolled around the parking lot, not bothering to reach Meer’s car. Gapping and laughing at the sunless shy, she shuttered, “Meer, wha-t was your mom thinking when she decid-ed to give you such a pathetic name?! Meera?”
By Lobna Kowsar3 years ago in Fiction
At the Meadows
Immediately after the few well-wishers left, Rida jumped out of her chair, where her butt was stuck during the entire gathering, and rushed to Paul, who was locking the main door. She barked, “I so hate that old hag. I knew she was flirting with you. And why on earth were you playing along. You should be ashamed for what you said. I thought now you were finally fit to be a father but no, I clearly see it.”
By Lobna Kowsar3 years ago in Fiction
What symbolizes her strength
Lisa knew this woman could read situations just as well as she could read hands; she could tell just by that insincere smirk on her red lips and her mysterious slender eyes fixed upon her in the damp mist. She felt the urgent need to leave the foggy, narrow street which turned into a claustrophobic space after meeting her pen pal for the first time alone.
By Lobna Kowsar3 years ago in Fiction
One Good Morning
The thrilling news didn’t come directly to Vik Brennan but in small hints which soon added up to the fact that he and his parents will be leaving their wickedly cramped and unreasonably expensive city heart apartment, to go live in the countryside house his father had inherited not very recently. Vik was certain that after the tragic loss his family had suffered, it was quite impossible to live and interact without grim smiles, bloody eyes and hammer-heavy exhales in a place where his parents once raised their dream child.
By Lobna Kowsar3 years ago in Fiction
Delhart's Spirit
Sylvia Delhart ate her lunch in the dining room of Regent’s Estate with a sense of eventual loss. Running to conclusions, she figured she will have to find a way to live on her own, the mere thought of losing everything made her dizzy. Thinking this may be her last proper meal, she ate slowly, a mouthful at a time. After her lunch was over, she left the room and strutted towards the door behind the stairs. She knocked.
By Lobna Kowsar3 years ago in Horror
Thin Air
Not so long ago, an unkindness of infected pests invaded Joshing Town’s last cultivating farm, leaving site of no-good land. Since the loss of a handful of good farms, the Ministry of Agriculture, Fisheries and Food had decided to educate the farmers, improve farm security and provide protection to all major farms within the circumference. One of the MAFF protected farm was in the meadows of Old Man’s Land where the grazing grass was the thickest. This farm was a renewed form of another private farm which was recently sold and then renamed as Gemre Miri Farmhouse, named after the estate owner’s only living child, Miri P. Gemre.
By Lobna Kowsar3 years ago in Fiction