Assalam O Alaikum
Ramadan Kareem everyone
This is a story I've shared almost 10 years ago on another website. I am sharing it here now with some modification
PS: Ignore language errors
Chapter No 1
-Izza-
Loving someone who does not love you is just like watching the stars in sky; you know that you can never have them
I am also doing the same, trying to forget about him knowing that I cannot! I closed my eyes but his words ...
"Are you in your senses! Why would I love you?"
I opened my eyes with a jerk. That's what he said today. Yes what exactly is special in me for which he love me!
"How will I face him, not only him but Zohaib, Ali, Minhal! How can I be so foolish?" Tears once again deceived and rolled on my cheeks I was crying again, crying for him
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He was the best football player and the famous guy of the university and I am a simple next door introvert girl. Our first interaction was not normal. I disliked him at the very first sight.
It was the last date of submission of application forms for admissions in MBA and it's all because of Minhal because she always likes to do things at eleventh hour. Somehow we managed to submit the application forms. We were standing at bus stand waiting for bus to come, I was sneering at Minhal for her immature and childish behavior when it started raining. Rain is my obsession. I could not control myself and came out of the shed. Now I was standing on the footpath. "Izza come back, you'll caught cold" I ignored what Minhal said. Suddenly a passerby bumped into me and I was being pushed to the road. If the bike did not stop then I would surely be dead. "Izza you ok?" Minhal came to me and asked worriedly but I was numb to answer
"If she is standing in front of you then it means she is safe" We both looked in the direction of voice. The boy on bike was looking coldly at both of us
"I am sorry actually someone just pushed me and..........." He did not listened and zoomed his bike from there
"Stupid, ill mannered" That was his first impression on me
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Minhal and I got admission in the same university and same class. I was very happy. That boy was also in our class, his name was Zayan. Unlike me and Minhal he was in this university since two years. Minhal was good at making friends but I was not, so she has many friends in short period of two weeks, Ali and Zohaib were on top of the list. I did not even go beyond a formal "Hi" with both of them. The first friend I had made after Minhal was Zayan. Like our meeting our friendship was also not normal.
For a project we need to form a group of three. At first we were thinking that we can pair up with our friends but to our bad luck Sir Sikandar, he formed the group. I, Zayan and Ali were in one group and Minhal, Zohaib and Nisha in other group.
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I was sitting in cafe with Minhal, preparing my notes when I heard Minhal calling "Ali". I looked up and saw Ali and Zayan coming to our table. Ali was also in this university from two years and he is the best friend of Zayan. I again concentrated on my notes
"Hi Ladies" Ali said sitting on the chair
"Ali we are girls not ladies" Minhal fumed in anger while I just smiled
"Hi Izza" I was not expecting this from Zayan, since I came to university it was the first face to face meeting of us
"Hi" I replied nervously
"Actually Izza we came here to pick you" I looked at Ali in question
"To discuss about the project" Zayan explained
"Ok then you guys carry on. I'll catch you later" Minhal collected her books
"But Minhal! I....." I was feeling uncomfortable rather scared with two strange boys
"Oh Izza they'll not gonna eat you, so chill" she said and left and I felt my hands sweating with fear
"I think we should take a coffee before starting discussion" Ali moved to the counter. I felt myself trembling
"Just relax Izza! We are class fellows, right and we can be friends, so friends" Zayan forwarded his hand. It took one moment to decide and I put my hand on his hand "Friends" I smiled
That was the beginning of our friendship
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Days turned into weeks and weeks into months. Zayan, Ali and My friendship grew day by day. In two months I had changed completely, what Minhal said to me that I learned how to smile. Not me but my feelings for Zayan was changed. I don't know when and how I start falling for Zayan. "Is love happen so easily?" I asked this from my heart when I first realized that I love him. I mean we were strangers two months back and now... but whatever it was, I was very happy till today morning.
Yesterday I got a letter in his handwriting. He asked me to meet him tomorrow (which mean today) at 9:00 am in cafe. I felt myself on the 7th sky.
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I was in the cafe at 8:45 waiting for him when Zohaib came there
"Hi Izza" He said and presented me a rose. I looked at him confusingly and didn't take the rose. He smiled and sat near me
"Actually I wanted to tell you without wasting any time" I was still confused, there was something in his eyes which made me look down
"I love you Izza" I looked at him in shock
"Where is Zayan? He called me here then what are you doing here and what is this?" I asked getting up from chair
"Izza I.........."
"Where is Zayan?" I asked raising my voice
"I am here" I turned on hearing his voice. I went to him
"What is this? You called me here then why Zohaib is saying this? And why did not you stop him?" I asked him
"What? Why would I stop him? I planned all this for him because he wanted to propose you so why should I........" I looked at him in shock what was he talking about
"So it means.. that.... you.... Don't... love me" Words came out of my mouth hardly
"What? Are you in your senses! Why would I love you?" He said loudly and tears came in my eyes, "How come you think that I love you! I mean look at you!" he mocked and I was so shocked to react that I could not even move
"Shut up Zayan" I heard Minhal's voice, "You have no right to disgrace Izza" she took my hand and took me from there
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And now I am sitting in my balcony looking at stars still knowing that I cannot have them. Love is not for everyone. Only few people are being blessed with this love. A tear escaped from my eyes
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