Mishti's POV
"And I wanna be destroyed by you." It's just seven words
sentence but it holds emotions, sincerity, truth which I might have never felt from any boys before. I want to trust him, I want to trust Zayd, I want to trust everything he says.
But
There are no but whatever is written in the future it's going to happen. Let's just enjoy the present. Every moment turns into a past as the clock moves a bit, with every ticking sound of the clock even a small movement becomes a thing of the past. So what's the point if we don't enjoy the present. Whether I ever love him or not, even if I did would it all work out....these are the things which should be left for the future to unfold. We aren't psychics who can see our future beforehand and let's keep the future as a surprise. Cause what's the point of surprise if we know it beforehand.
The small 20-minute talk we had in the morning left me with a smile. The tiredness in my face was covered with a warm genuine smile, I felt a new me, new Misti. It was the first page of my new chapter of life. His words were repeating on my head as my face plastered with a faint smile.
"What's with this smile huh", Anisha teasingly walked along with me to the school while I shook my head looking forward.
" Never saw me smiling or something", rolling my eyes I replied. I met Anisha on the second day of my business math class. We became friends only because of our dads, as I was so introverted that I couldn't even make new friends myself. It was our dads who spoke with each other outside the coaching room while waiting for us, and ended up discovering that they just lived nearby. Anyway eventually we became friends. It's only been a few months, but we are pretty close.
"C'mon just spit it out". Well I can't win against here to be honest. She is my good friend. And she wouldn't judge me, hopefully.
"Ah...so...I got a bf".
" What-", Anisha was shocked. I looked at her trying to read her expression, it wasn't the judgmental eyes but more like excited... I don't know how to explain. I was afraid my friends might judge me because there haven't been so many days from my last relationship and boom I'm in a new one.
Pushing me a bit teasingly she spoke against, "Who is he, huh?" My overthinking was somewhat at ease. "Zayd...he was my online friend-"
School was just 5-6 minutes walking distance from my house, so we were already at the school gate, when Suchi who came from the opposite direction overheard and spoke.
"Muslim?"
I looked at her nodding slightly, I wasn't sure about Anisha but Suchi, she is the type who judges people easily, so I was definitely sure what she was thinking.
Hindu Muslim, the biggest enemy of India . I don't know who was the one who spread around saying these two religions are the biggest enemies of each other. Like it was never about the religion but the people themselves. India was supposed to be a place of diversity, peace between different cultures, castes, religions. But peace was never an option I guess.
"Oh going against society", it ended with a chuckle but both me and Anisha knew Suchi wanted to say something more. But to lighten the atmosphere Anisha asked me when and how he proposed to me.
My focus wasn't at class at all, Suchi's comment made me realize this simple relationship doesn't matter even if it's a long distance one, but it stir up judgmental eyes on both of us once they know the reality. I don't know why I'm even thinking about it. Society is a fucked up thing, almost we all agree. We cannot always think about society, well which I never did. I have always been a rebel going against society. Here I'm once again doing what I ain't supposed to do.
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Day one ended with him talking about his boring day while I told him mine. Laughing at small things to make me blush in a second, he surely has talent.
Zayd : *send a photo*
He was leaning against a car, arm crossed pressed against his chest. Face covered with a mask, his hair slightly messy and long complimenting him. Black tshirt with some print, and bluish whitish jeans with a pair sneaker.
He is my boyfriend. What the fuck is he even doing with me he deserves better.
Zayd : "Did you just take a screen shot? 😏"
Mishti : "Yeah so? What you gonna do?"
Zayd : "Do anything with my photo I don't mind"
I was looking at his photo again and again, blushing like an idiot.
He is mine.
Zayd : "Good night ily"
Mishti : "Good night <3"
Ilyt was silent.