Dedicated to humnashabir

Haleema was Musa's younger sister. She was my age fellow.I wonder why I ended up in boys' group rather girls. Maybe I was a bit too courageous but no, I'm quite timid. It was just my fate or my clueless personality.

Well I can't decide uptil now that what's my favourite color. I don't have any idea what comes in my favourite things' list. I am totally clueless..

After he had struck me with the stick he was holding, I didn't even cry. Though it hurted a lot but I didn't tell anyone.

Haleema would have known it from the neighborhood kids or perhaps from his brother. She had an innocent and simple soul. She came to our home after three days had passed. She told me that his brother wouldn't say sorry though he was apologetic and she asked me to make up.

But for me, it had become a matter of pride. No reconciliation without an earnest apology.

So In my heart I waited a long time even now I am waiting for this sorry but it has not come yet...

Well I remember how that day I argued with Haleema..

Me: Didn't he beat that kid? What wrong I did if I told her mother. If he had done something wrong then he should receive punishment. My dad has always told me this to never tell a lie. Don't u agree leema.(I called her leema as her nick)

Halemma: But he didn't beat you for this. Don't u realize your mistake, don't you??

Me: No,I don't. Tell me!

Haleema:No. I'm not telling. Musa will kill me as well.

Me:You are also afraid of him. sad.

Haleema: No, I'm not afraid..

Me: Then tell me..

Haleema: Ahh!it was because ...

Me: Yeah!speak up plz..please..

Haleema: Because u were being friendly with asjad.

Me: So what is wrong in this? And it was Asjad who talked to me first. And I just accepted his chocolate. Nothing more..

Halema: He is just jealous.

Me: huh!If he is then why he did that!

I really didn't understand that day but now when I think of it. it seems reasonable as I am experiencing it myself. Well he liked me and it was utter jealousy that he struck me...Sad.
But it was his style to show his love or he wanted to warn me.. Whatsoever.. I shouldn't think about him.

We were preys of love. It was common in us. Sheer love..

And now I am staring at the fan on my ceiling. Even its slow motion is fun to me. My life has changed unexpectedly. I am happy all the time always smiling. Maybe it's just a crush or I will get over it soon but still it has too many positive effects. I am planning to prolong it for the sake of my happiness.

Well, I saw him first time in my campus. He had come to pick up Aliya. He was his cousin. Too striking and handsome. But looks don't matter me much.It was his gentle and amiable personality. Since the encounter with Musa, I was of the misconception that all boys are rude but Saleh cleared my head. He was too nice and his tone was too gentle. And I was too comfortable with him until...

Worst things don't come in my way. I just let them in. So I made a blunder that won't let me sleep in the night and the same fan looked like hell to me.. Miseries were knocking on the door and I just opened the door wide..