Chapter37

#Chapter37

Fiza's POV:

/"Chachu, can I say something?/" I said putting a cup of tea on the side table near him and sit on the floor next to his feet just like I used to sit near Dada Abu (grandfather) and Baba Jani.

/"Of course, what is it?/" Chachu put his book on a side and leaned towards me, with a knowing smile on his face. He probably guessed I want something from him.

/"Chachu, I am thinking about looking for a job. I can't sit at home anymore./"

I have been thinking this for a while now, I don't want to depend on anyone anymore. My self-respect doesn't allow me to bare it anymore. Although I don't need any money since Nuwair sends me enough money to take care of my own expenses I can't ask him to help me forever, I have to move on and find a purpose for living.

/"Does someone say anything?/"

/"Who and why would someone say anything Chachu? I want to do a job because I am bored./"