In 2024, Meesha had a similar dream almost every day.
One day Meesha wakes up with a wide smile on her face. Her mother and sister are waiting for her to come to her senses. She sits upright in her bed, smiling foolishly.
"What time is it?" her mother asks as she approaches her bed and holds a clock up to her face.
"You should worry about your future now that you are older." Her mother argues, "How long do you intend to live carefree?"
Meesha appears to be immune to her mother's daily rants. She gets out of bed and heads to her sister's room.
Her sister, Sasha, is getting ready to leave for her work. Sasha is a 29 year old tall and bossy girl who works as a team leader at 'Hande Housing Corporation'.
Meesha gives her a big smile and clings to her closet.
"You know what? I had the same dream." In her dream, Meesha says softly, "I was texting Tim, and he even replied to me."
"Oh my goodness!" exclaims Sasha as she shuts her closet." Not again. You have had similar dreams for the past few days. Every morning, you babble the same thing. You texted Tim, and he replied, "Bla bla bla..."
Sasha, who is busy gathering her belongings, peeks at Meesha, who appears disappointed. She approaches her, raises her head, and asks her to cheer up.
"Even though my intentions were good, the fact that you are not improving yourself will remain unchanged. You spend your days making stories and do not give a damn about the future."
"I believe in you, which is why I encourage you to write and publish your stories. Girl, let others know about your talent," Sasha encourages Meesha.
"I am confident that you will become an excellent storyteller."
Meesha gives Sasha a tight hug and assures her that she will definitely change for the better.
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Meesha is asked by Tim how she found out his true account. Meesha's mind goes completely blank.
"I-I-I saw it in my dre-dreams," Meesha stammers. "Yes! Yes, I did dream of texting you on your actual account," Meesha says, shoving Tim aside.
Meesha wonders why it is taking so long to get home. Why has it been almost an hour and she has not arrived home if she did not go that far?
"We are not going home, are we? asks Meesha.
Tim is surprised to see that Meesha takes her time to notice things. It is been a long time, and she has only realized that they are not going home.
"Oh! "It is my house," Meesha exclaims joyfully.
Tim asks whether she is going to stay here all day or leave. She tries to open the car but is intimidated by her own thoughts.
She wonders if Tim is going to dump her at her house because he does not believe her. Tim asks her to get down as he opens the door.
Even though Meesha is excited to return home, she is unsure of whether things have changed or not. Gazing at her home, she is astonished that nothing has changed in all these four years as she stands in front of it.
"It is been four years; how much do you think the world has changed in that time?" Tim asks.
Meesha asks Tim how he knew what she was thinking. Tim teases her about how her face says it all.
To get her son-in-law inside, Meesha's mother ran over. She treats Tim more like her son even though she is Meesha's mother. Meesha rushes towards her mother, but she shoves her away and goes straight to Tim.
Meesha wonders what that was. She then notices her father standing at the door. She jumps on her father with teary eyes, acting as though she has not seen him in ages.
"Papa, I have missed you," Meesha says, giving him a tight hug.
Her mother smacks her back, stating that it has only been two days. She does not need to be as dramatic.
Her father says, "It is their love," while glaring at his wife. Dad kisses Meesha on the forehead and retorts, "You cannot understand that even if it is only two days it feels like years."
"Aha! Ohk! Mom asks, shoving them inside. "Let us go inside."
Tim asks for their permission to leave. He promises he will return the next time, but he has to leave quickly because he has something important to attend to.
"I will pick you up after dinner," Tim tells Meesha as he leaves.
"Ohk, Love ya! Meesha blurts without really thinking about it.
Tim stops. Her mother drops the tray, and her father chokes on water. Meesha asks, "Why so dramatic?" as she gives them a look.
She quickly understands that what she said was strange. She now finds it impossible to retract what she said and hides her face behind a couch cushion.
With a flush on his face, Tim answers in a whisper, "love you too," having run out of other ideas. With no intention of getting into any more trouble, he runs away without turning around.