Rahee odus

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Name: rahee odus
Date registered: October 26, 2015
URL: http://www.indulgencereading.com


An Avid Reader who loves meeting people

Latest posts

  1. My Life As It Is…Series VI — April 12, 2017
  2. My Life As It Is…Series V — March 24, 2017
  3. My Life As It Is…Series IV — March 16, 2017
  4. My Life As It is…Series III — March 8, 2017
  5. My Life As It Is… Series II — March 1, 2017

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Apr 12

My Life As It Is…Series VI

Laila is someone that I love dearly because she is the only sister I have. When she was born, it was as if the sun shone rays of light onto our house and made it much more radiant and brighter. Laila relied so much on all of us, her brothers to get things done. If …

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Mar 24

My Life As It Is…Series V

I have come to a crossroad in my life where I need to make a life-changing decision for myself alone. There are some self-evaluation tests I need to go through. There are loads of questions I need to get answered before I could forge ahead. Am I ready to do all these seemingly insurmountable tasks? …

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Mar 16

My Life As It Is…Series IV

The sound of the alarm brought me back to reality from my sojourn into the past that still gives me the jitters whenever I remember. At the ripe age of 25, I was still holding onto the past so much that it has refused to allow me to forge ahead in my life. I stared …

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Mar 08

My Life As It is…Series III

  “I know who stole the meat from the pot,” I finally blurted out as I imagined Mr White landing on my buttocks with a dull sound and inflicting the most unbearable painful pain possible. “I know..” I raised my right hand as if I was in the class waiting to answer a question. My …

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Mar 01

My Life As It Is… Series II

..”Yes, mother,” we all chorused as my brothers and I lined up just outside the kitchen door with mother holding a stick cream in colour and as thick as my middle finger. Mother gave it a name too- Mr White. When you hear – ‘ get me Mr White’ then get ready for a painful …

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Feb 20

My Life As It Is…

MY LIFE AS IT IS…. SERIES I Laila looked to her left, then her right, her eyes glowing like the flame of fire in the semi-darkness. She walked the short distance from her room to the kitchen door with her threads soundless because she was barefooted and tip-toeing like a ballerina on display. Her posture …

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Jan 23


Harun remembered the advice his teacher gave them in class some days ago. “Say the truth no matter who it hurts.” There is this hadith he also quotes for them to understand the importance of telling the truth. They were made to learn the hadith by heart too. “Jazak Allahu khairan, sister, you fulfilled your …

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Jan 09


“Ummu, I’m in the toilet,” Harun shouted. Meanwhile, he quickly entered the bathroom in his room. “Here I am, Ummu,” said Juwairiyah Ummu was arranging Abu’s food on the dinning. She turned on hearing Juwairiyah’s voice behind her. “Some banana pieces are missing from the fridge. Do you know anything about it?” Juwairiyah was at …

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Jan 02


THE MISSING BANANAS- 1 Juwairiyah and Harun Abu Sufyan are siblings. Juwairiyah is the eldest while Harun is the second child out of three and Amar being the last. Mr Abu Sufyan is referred to as Abu (father in Arabic) while their mum, Mrs Abu Sufyan is called Ummu by the family members. The Abu …

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Dec 15

The Task Overload- Short Story 11

A Story about Doing Too Much Polly and Noodle were different, even though they were friends. Polly was short and shaggy. She was constantly busy helping others. Noodle, was a tall dog. Noodle liked to do crafts and spend time with friends. Polly was constantly circling Noodle, literally and figuratively. As Noodle walked at a …

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