The delicate rays of the moon, and the coldest breeze of summer night that was a source of peace and relaxation once, were not giving any relaxation to Arisha.
She is standing near the window and gazing at the moon with despondent eyes.
Tears were continuously falling from her eyes. Emptiness, hopelessness, and pessimism wrapped her in their arms.
She was thinking about her past when her memories slowly drive her toward the person she loved the most.
She was chatting.
"Arisha", she received a message
"Hmmm", Arisha replied
"Come out of your room"
"What"?she replied
"Please come out"
"Okay" Arisha smiled and answered
I'm on the roof" she reached the roof and texted Zohaan
"See the moon"
"But why" Arisha made a bad face and replied
"Because I am watching the moon" she received a text
"Ohhh I see, She smiled and saw the moon".
"Have you seen it?"
"Yup" Arisha answered
"You know Arisha I love to see the moon it gives me an unknown feeling of satisfaction and inspiration to shine like it", she read the message and smiled
"Ohh really" she answered
"Yes"
"Whenever I feel depressed or sad this moon gives me relaxation".zohaan expressed his feelings
"I'll follow this technique too", a
Arisha said
Then the thoughts hold her finger and go back to when she first saw Zohaan.
It happened when she completed her intermediate and was willing to do a BSc.She lived with her parents and 3 siblings.
It was a summer night, and Arisha was free from all her work. She was enjoying the cool breeze on the roof.
She took her laptop and opened her Facebook account, she was new to Facebook and was a little familiar. She saw a friend request Named "prince Zohaan".
Prince Zohaan, she thinks for a second and started reading posts.
"Hi", she received an SMS from Zohan.
She ignored the message.
"How are you"? she again received a new message.
But never responded and shut down her laptop.
The next day at the same time she opened her Facebook account on her laptop because she didn't have a smartphone.
"15 new messages", she raised her eyebrow and open the inbox.
"prince Zohaan", she made a bad face
"Who is he"? she talked to herself
She clicked the profile to know about him.
A handsome young man who wore a purple coat and a long hat was posing like a model in the picture.
Light green eyes, a long thin nose, and smiley lips. He was giving a killer look in a white shirt and purple coat.
"Perhaps he is a model", she guessed
"Arisha", listened to her sister's voice she shut down the laptop immediately.
She saw Fajar holding cups of coffee.
"Thank you", She smiled and hold a cup.
"Hmmm you're welcome my dear", Fajar gave a smiley and humble look to her little sister.
She was continuously receiving messages from Zohaan but didn't answer back.
One day Arisha open her Facebook account and as usual, she received messages from prince Zohaan.
"Yes", She replied
"Thank God you answered, Zohaan text
"Who are you?
" Why are you showing interest in me, do you know me"? Arisha asked
"Probably yes, I think I saw you in a mall during a fashion show"?Zohaan texted
"No, you are on the wrong way I'm not the one you looking for" she replied rudely
"But your profile picture", Zohaan Asked
"That's not me in the profile picture", Arisha answered
"Ohh sorry"
"Hmm it's okay", Arisha answered
"Nice to talk to you", Zohaan said
"Ok" she answered
"Can we be friends"?Zohaan wanted to continue the talk
She was about to type when Fajar came into the room
"What's going on", Fajar asked
"See", Arisha showed some pictures.
" handsome guy, but who is he?" Fajar said in excitement
"Zohaan", Arisha said
"He has so beautiful eyes", Fajar was admiring him
"He wants to friendship with me"(continue…..)