ZOYA'S POV
I came out of the college to find my mom waiting for me in a auto, to pick me up. My heart was still beating fast from all the unexpected happenings of some moments ago and a smile was playing on my lips while I was almost wrestling with my inner-self to stop it from becoming a full fledged silly, goofy grin. I reached the auto and sat beside my mom in the auto. As the auto started, mom turned towards me and asked-
- What's the matter? you are smiling a bit too much today. She asked raising her eye-brows and in reply I showed all teeth like the perfect collget ad and said-
- I got a new English project. I said jumping like instead of English project, someone has given me the Buckingham palace.
- Since when Robert Frost and Shakespeare started to make you so happy? Mom asked making a weird face and I giggled some.
- Well, not the topic but the partner. We have to work in pairs for this project and MY PARTNER IS MR. GOOGLE.COM. I finally dropped the bomb and my mom looked at me like someone has announced he Mahaepisode' of her favorite show. Trust me that was epic. And before you all get confused by this sudden introduction of Mr. Google.com, let me tell you this is the nickname I have given Asad because that over-smart lad have to open his mouth and show his irritatingly excessive knowledge about each and everything, be it a rolling pin or be it a rocket. Just like Google.
- I don't know what to do now. We have never talked before and now this sudden project. I don't know how to behave with or what will happen. And moreover, in all this my feelings are only becoming stronger day by day and this will just break my heart to realize it on face that my feelings are never going to be reciprocated. My smile faltered as I finally voiced my deep fears to my best friend in a low voice while heart felt heavier with each passing moment.
- You know what beta? None of us know what or who is written in our destiny. We just walk on this road called life and the person written in our destiny automatically will cross your path .if he is written in your destiny, everything will fall into place for sure. Just be yourself and go with the flow. I am telling from experience. Mom explained to me gently with a smile and teased at the end with a wink. I just laughed at this ,shaking my head and hugged her. This the best thing about having your mother as best friend. You can share everything with her, even your deepest secrets and she will always give you the best solutions to all our worries. Sharing everything with her makes my day complete and talking to her make me feel relaxed and better, always.
ASAD'S POV
I entered the house to find my elder sister Nikhat sleeping on the couch, in the leaving room. She was in a half-sitting position. Suddenly an evil idea came to my mind and I silently tiptoed towards her with a devilish grin on my face. I came near her and after filling my lungs completely with air, I shouted in her ear AAHHH'. Api woke up jumping in her seat and started shout shouting, partially startled, partially shocked and still half-asleep-
- GHOST, EARTHQUAKE, TSUNAMI..HELP ME..SAVE ME... her mad shouting came to an abrupt halt as she finally noticed me laughing like a maniac clutching my stomach. And boy! Did she looked mad? I am quite sure that I could see smoke coming out of her red ears. My eyes widened and I ran for my dear as she chased me grabbing a pillow. We continued running for some time but she got tired soon and I started smiling victoriously. But my victory didn't last long as I felt someone hitting me with a cushion from behind. I turned around to find my mother giving api a wink. Pouting and sulking I sat down on the couch grumpily, followed my two beloved ladies who sat on my either sides. Yes, I am a pampered boy. Their expressions were clearly ordering me to spill the beans. So after taking a deep breath, I told them everything that happened in one breath-
- Today we got a new English project and in that project Ms. Question mark is my partner. Since the college is close for two days, so tomorrow I am going to her house and the day after that she is coming here for the project.
Hearing this my mother and sister squealed like someone has told them like I have got Nobel and Oscar at the same time. I rolled my eyes at their overdramatic antics but still that stubborn smile refused to leave my lips. After all I have got the most awaited chance to finally tell her what I feel for her, that I love her. And before you all get confused with the name, let me tell you it is Zoya's nickname only because she has to ask question about every single topic.
The answer to when or how I fell for her I unknown to even me. I have known her since a long time and in this long time every small glimpse of her have made me fall for her more and more. Everything about her is different and those every single thing I love about her. I am not unaware of the long glances she gives me or the love in them .but I become just too nervous when it comes to her. It's not like I have never talked to any girl. I have many friends who are girls but well, when it comes to her, I become a nervous, stuttering, tongue-tied mess and I don't get the courage to speak to her. I know my lack of reaction must hurt her a lot, thinking that I don't have any feelings as I am quite sure that she is unaware about me stealing glances of her. But now I won't back out. Destiny has given me a chance and I am going to express my feelings for her on the prom next weekend.
I came out of my thoughts as my mother and sister smacked my both arms , making me yelp and yelled in unison-
- Destiny has given you the chance, so use it and express your feelings. Don't make that poor girl wait more.
I rolled my eyes and my mouth opened in incredulity.
- First of all she isn't poor. And secondly you are my mother and sister or hers? Ammi you have met her only once and api you haven't even meet her once. How can you be on her side all time? I pouted and in response they again whacked on my head. See, my family is such a big follower of Gandhiji.
- We don't need to see someone for years to recognize her heart. And about her, we know that she is a very nice girl, otherwise you wouldn't get so irritated with her on the initial years. With that they went from there, leaving me gaping with open mouth at her retreating back. Great! Simply great!
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I reached her house and I was hell nervous and awkward as I was first time going there. you are not going to ask her hand for marriage, relax' my mind tried to boost my courage. Before I could ring the bell, aunty opened the door. Seeing my confused state she informed me that the bell has stopped working since yesterday. She was in the kitchen and from the window there, one could see the main entrance. Thus she saw me coming and opened the door. We greeted each other. I have seen her few times and she seemed like a really nice lady. She further informed me that Zoya's father was out of town for some work and I secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Uncle was the one who always dropped and picked up Zoya and trust me , the angry glares he give all the boys around her is enough to scare the hell out of them.
Aunty told me that she has forgotten something on the stove and requested me to find Zoya in her room, telling me the directions. She went from there and I gulped , not knowing what to do next. I looked above, asking for courage as if I am going to meet Hitler, Mussolini and Laden all together in the middle of third world war. Taking a large gulp of air , I went towards her room remembering the directions, only to choke on that very same air as I stopped at the threshold of her room. I was completely gaping at the sight in front of in utter shock as my mind finally registered what was my eyes seeing. Zoya Farooqui was dancing like there was no tomorrow, standing on her bed while the TV in her room blared some peppy song.
ZOYA'S POV
I glanced at the clock to see that there was still time for him to come. So I turned on the TV to listen to some song and to my luck I found the song Gulabo' from the movie Shandaar' playing on a channel. An immediate smile appeared on my lips as I stood up on my bed and started dancing crazily, trying to follow the steps of the leads. I always love dancing care freely like this. Though I am sure that this love of mine will probably come as the biggest shock to my classmates , if they ever find me dancing like this. I giggled a little imagining their expression. Suddenly my nose sensed a new scent in the room, a scent I can't figure out but at the same time which I really liked. While my back was facing the door, I wondered aloud-
- Allah Miyan! What is this amazing scent? Has ammi brought any new room-freshn... my sentence stopped in my throat as I finally turned around and spotted HIM standing there, leaning on the door, with a smirk on his face . wait, smirk? And then suddenly the reality hit me like a hurricane as my mind finally figured out that the scent was coming from him only. Which means, I have just said in front of him that HE SMELLS AMAZING!!!!!!
My cheeks became redder than the red rose and the shock was so much that the remote fell from my hand and as if my bad luck suddenly fell in love with me, the channel changed due to the impact of fall and the TV started blaring another song making my cheeks turn red like fiery lava, while his smirk widened.
samne yeh kon aya
Dil mein hui hulchal
Dekh ke bas ek hi jhalak
Ho gaye hum pagal
That moment I made the world record of getting embarrassed. My mind shot herself with a gun after giving me a murderous glare while my heart fainted hyperventilating. I had half the mind to punch him hard on his smirking face and half the heart to get swallowed by the bed. But well somehow grabbing onto the last bit of my sanity, I turned off the TV and grabbing the book I mumbled a quick sorry and let's go to the living room', I exited my room, all the while avoiding eye-contact with him and mentally scolding and kicking myself to never ever open my mouth, even if it smell like age-old socks.
We settled on the couch in the living room. We were reading the story which we have decided to work on, trying to understand its layers more well. We were silently reading, sitting side by side while my mind was still stuck on the incidents which happened a while age. My cheeks were still a little red and this silence was making the situation more awkward. I was still trying to believe that all this was happening for real when he spoke suddenly, more like wondering to himself-
- How can Orsino doesn't realize that Viola loves him. The things she told him or the way she looks at him clearly tells that she loves him.
- Because there are still some blind idiots like you who don't understand the language of eyes. I muttered under my breath but I guess I wasn't too low as he asked me if I have said something, making me flush again while my cheeks flushed, again.
- Umm...woh...n..no..nothing. I said nothing. I stuttered. Though he looked quite suspicious but somehow let it go and I heaved a sigh of relief.
It had been a hour since we were reading when ammi entered the room holding a box of pizza. She kept it on the table in front of us, telling us to eat this between working, knowing well how I become hungry at this time. I gave her a beaming smile while he thanked her with a genuine smile. She went from there giving me a knowing smile. Ahh! How much I love her.
I turned towards Asad to find him engrossed in the book and I huffed mentally. I was starving but couldn't start eating before our guest, when he was sitting me. I asked him to start eating but he refused saying he would want to finish reading the story first. I cried mentally, wanting to brutally murder the person who said that guests are god. I couldn't concentrate on the story as my eyes were stuck on the delicious food in front of me. I was looking longingly at this , mentally eating as relishing it when my trance was broken by the clearing of throat beside me. I turned towards him to find him saying with a small smile playing on his lips-
- I guess we should eat something first.
I felt a little sheepish but gave a grateful and happy smile as I realized that my telepathic calls have finally reached him and he has understood my plight. Grabbing the box, I opened it and we both took a piece of the pizza , eating it. I was relishing every bit of the delicious delicacy in my mouth when having the filmy mind, my mind went to those shows or movies where whenever the leads ate together, one of them always got something on their face and never be able to detect or wipe it without the help of other, like instead of a little piece of food, they have to detect some nuclear-bomb. I chuckled softly at the stupidity and turned towards my left ,only to roll my eyes. Well, reel life is not that unrealistic. There he was , eating the pizza while a little bit of cheese stuck to the corner of lips. I called him and pointed him that he has something on the corner of his lips but he started wiping the other side. I tried again but again he rubbed the wrong spot. This happened for few times and every time he rubbed the wrong spot. This made him confused and me frustrated beyond belief. I don't know suddenly which crazy , daring spirit possessed me as next I did the unthinkable. I grabbed his chin keeping his face still in a place and grabbing the tissue with other hand, I wiped the cheese off his face. Once my work was done, I returned to my earlier position. But as my eyes landed on his shocked and flabbergasted face, I realized exactly what blander I have done. My eyes widened like footballs and diverting my gaze from his face, I closed them tightly as my cheeks flamed for the umpteenth time that evening. This project is surely going to be the death of me.
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