Zainab's Writings

Book: A Day in Your Life 24 hours inside the Human Body Author: Dr. Hilary Jones Length: 399 pages Publisher: CORGI Books Year of Publication: 2014 ISBN:  10: 0552159514 A Day in Your Life, by Dr. Hilary Jones takes you on a trip inside the bodies of the Enniman family: Adam, his wife Eve, their three children, Ben, Poppy, and Ruby, and their pet dog Rufus. This book will “ tell you about all the utterly incredible things your body does all on its own, without you ever being conscious of it. It will explain why you dream and what exactly is it that wakes you up in the morning and fall asleep at night, it tells you why you yawn or laugh, and how you see, hear, and taste. It describes how your breathing and digestion simply happen without you even having to think about it and how your heart, no bigger than the size of your clenched fist, unfailingly goes on beating billions of times during your lifetime without ever getting tired.” (Excerpt from the book) A Day in...

My name is Rani. I was bought up and cared for at a farm in Gujranwala. In the farm, I had no worries, only pressure to produce more milk. The farmer, Fazal-din, was a kind-hearted person and treated all of us with love. My life was full of all sorts of luxuries and comforts a cow could have. I was allowed to stroll all over the farm, to graze in the lush green meadows and to eat as much grass as I wanted to. I could lie in the hot, Punjab sun for simply as long as I wanted to and only at night would the farmer collect all of us and lock us up in the barn. And none of us minded that, let me assure you.  The sight of the heavy padlock, and the sound of Fazal-din’s heavy snores- which echoed in the barn at night- gave us a deep sense of security. Those were the days, let me tell you. It was only in September that I entered the world outside the farm. And I discovered it was a greedy world. A world full of envy, jealousy, and deception.  The people here were hateful and des...

I had been attempting to write a story with a word limit of hundred words for several days. But it was extremely challenging, so I loosened my restriction to 150 words. Here is the story(it has no title yet): As I stared between the bars of the prison cell, I deeply regretted my visit to the jewellery shop. It had not been a good idea at all, since I had no money on me. Just as I had entered the store, a dazzling gold necklace caught my eye. It was a beauty; all studded with tiny, shimmering rubies. I glanced at the price tag. My face fell. It was too expensive. When no one was looking, I silently unhooked the necklace from its stand and dropped it into my pocket. Then I casually headed towards the exit. It all happened in seconds. The security guard grabbed me by the collar and started yelling at me. The proof against me was in my pocket, and before I knew it, I was taken off to jail... I could not think anymore. I buried my head in my knees and started crying. ...

An argumentative essay. The topic was really interesting and I thoroughly enjoyed myself while writing this. :D So, here goes! For each ball a bowler bowls in an international match of cricket, he earns millions. The crowd is completely captivated in watching the game. Each ball holds a glimmer of hope for both sides-one team dreams it will be a stupendous six whilst the opposing team wishes it will be a wicket. Whatever the outcome of each ball might be, the player is paid a huge amount for it. He is paid not only for playing in a match, but also when his team is victorious. Players are also even ‘bought’ for billions to play in national leagues, in even those of other countries. It is the same with actors and singers who are paid large sums for each simple performance. One might argue that several of them are brilliant performers who deserve to be monetarily rewarded. Their powerful acts enthrall audiences and leave a strong impact on them. Even though all do not perform eq...

I wrote this quite along time ago. On 19th March, to be exact. Life is noisy. Birds and roosters begin chirping at the crack of dawn, closely followed by loud horns of school buses, vans, cars, and motorbikes. After people have left for work and schools, one expects some peace and quiet. But no: everyone has awakened by now, and life’s hustle and bustle does not spare a moment of silence. The neighbour’s baby has just awakened from her nap. A shrill cry again interrupts the stillness of the atmosphere. The mother of the infant hushes her, singing a lullaby in her loud voice as she puts her off to sleep. One cannot help but sigh. Not far off in the distance, some labourers have begun their day’s work of demolishing an old broken-down bungalow. A fruit seller walks down the lane, yelling loudly to inform the neighbourhood that he is here to sell his ware. An occasional motorbike passes down the street, interrupting the serenity of the morning. One realizes it will be impossible ...

 One of my early essays(edited). A well-planned esssay. But unfortunately, quite brief. It scarcely fulfills the word limit. :( My Exams are (almost, but not quite) over. That means I can type and upload the fantastic essays I wrote for them! XD So, this one was a quite surprising topic(Young people of today have no interest in politics. What are your views?). I mean, in Pakistan, it is quite contrary to the statement above. But that meant I could establish a strong arguement, so I decided to go for it. :D  I disagree with the opinion that youngsters of today have no interest in politics. In fact, I believe that today’s youth holds a strong interest in politics. Most strength in political party rallies is from the youth. Young people participate more enthusiastically in political events than adults, who are either uninterested in such events or have other priorities. Young people find this a fun pastime and participate in such events with great gusto and zest. Moreo...

YIPPEEE!I made it to a one hundred posts! I had just posted that quote and returned to my dashboard when I caught sight of the post count. I squinted. Ninety-nine? I decided to make it a hundred so here I am writing the 100th post. Congrats to myself!

"There may be very few  literate people in the world,  but even fewer are writers ."         ~Me

I wrote this on lately(yesterday, to be exact) for -what else?-O level's English. The topic: Write a story about someone who had to break the rules despite knowing it was wrong.  Read on ! The Biology exam She had never been confident of herself, especially in her studies. And as far as biology was concerned, she never felt confident in the least. She had been studying the subject for her upcoming board exams for almost a year; the past twelve months she had spent in a whirr of classes, tuitions, and mock exams. She had memorized the functions, names, and terms for almost all human, animal, and plant system and organ. She had studied well, mastering everything she was taught. However, an uncanny doubt remained with her, an uncertainty about whether she would be able to do it or not. The whole time during the car journey to her examination centre, an inevitable fear remained with Sarah. Fear-that she would never be able to do it- which was why she had kept her mobile in...