EMPTY SOULS

GAMES BEGIN

Aleem's POV

Look up, at the sky. It's so dark here at night but, those twinkling stars along with the moon so calm.. Makes things look beautiful. And that's how my life is and I feel it's me who can select the stars, which are probably the characters I chose in my life and the moon is the gift from Allah in the form of parents, who guide you everytime. And your eyes which observe this beauty and realise the importance of every little thing is your point of view. You are the owner of your own thoughts and imaginations, so, I believe, in beginning the change by improvising my ownself. 

I maintain a diary. Well, I don't think so it's girly. Because, I have no one to share my feelings with. Parents are gone, best friend is never serious and the soul mate which is considered for me, somwhere makes me feel uncomfortable. I can never utter these things to anyone, rather than these pages of my diary, which is the biggest secret of my life. Ateef has been behind many girls in the past. So many.. That I don't remember the names of a few. Yesterday, After wajeeha left, he asked for her name and when I told him this.. He just disappeared and ran somewhere without a second thought. 

I haven't met him since then, it is quite disturbing to think but, Ateef will either take a revenge bluntly or make her fall in love and then hurt. It's his all time formula. I was scared but, this was not just because she is a girl but, also because she is my far off friend. Hhh… i know very funny. But, I wanted her to be in my friend list in the beginning when I met her for the interview and she even approached me after that for a favor but, that day, I had a fight with my classmate Apoorva, as she was trying to flirt with me since weeks. And the very next moment when Wajeeha appeared and started asking for a favor I couldn't stand her for a minute and even though I observed she was hurt, I opted to stay there and calm myself down. When, I wanted to go and say sorry on the next day she was absent and I thought it's rather useless because, I probably dont know about her and I don't make friends blindly. 

She seemed like a good girl. And now, I decided to explain Ateef and calm him down by explaining how it wasn't a huge sentence which she had said, and he needs to excuse her now. 

I was mingling with myself and was trying to explain myself that things are always simple and I myself, try making them complicated when suddenly, a message popped up on my mobile screen from an unknown number saying; MY LOVE WILL REMAIN THE SAME, 1000 PROPOSALS YOU MAY REFUSE BUT, I WILL STAND STILL AND NOT EVEN MOVE AN INCH, UNTIL YOU ACCEPT ME AND OUR RELATIONSHIP. 

who could this be other than vani, as she was the only one who proposed me today and seemed stubborn. But, who the f*** gave her my number. This is not fair, my privacy is not even spared by them. Bad luck bad luck. 

I did not reply I just left her on read. And then, I took a pen and paper and started to write:

How do I aid my heart, which has been bleeding from the very start? 

How do I complete my story, by holding the incomplete answer to my every query? 

How do I regularly smile wide, with these wounds of my heart which I'm supposed to hide? 

How do I become unsuccessful in not hurting any heart, without even wishing to throw my greed's dart? 

I'm the happiest for the world and the people around, 

But, the complications love me immensely so they come easily and surround. 

I write 5 lines and khateeja entered my room, I kept everything aside and asked her, if she needs any help. She came inside and sat on my bed. She gave a slight smile and asked, Do you need any help? 

I stopped for a minute. Why is she asking me this? No,not at all. I  said. But, why? Can I know? I asked. You know very well why. She reverted back. I don't know, just wishing to know I said. I know what happened between you an vani. She prompted. Oh sorry, I mean what vani did. And I probably got angry. How dare, she? Just wanted to know your perspective towards her, should we discuss this with mumma? She continued. 

Getting admitted in the same college where khatija would get admitted was a mere disappointment. All the rumors of my college were imagined as reality and khateeja always ended up with should we discuss this with mumma?. As she knew that I respect Aanee and would do anything to not disrespect or put her down. Khateeja acts like a double edged sword always. As if she has got me as her birthday gift and I am her sole property. But, being harsh isn't me!! So, I gulp everything inside and say, it's a rumor again, she was rather asking me out to be her partner in the upcoming play, I lied. 

What? Do we have a play in our college? How come I'm not aware, I'll be your queen anyway. She said and left my room. 

GIRLS!! HUH.. 

I miss ammi and baba. I wish I had a sister at least with whom I could share everything that's burning inside my chest and be the real me inside and out. I don't even have the " upcoming life: my soul mate will understand me for sure " Types of situation too. Now, I can just turn to Allah. 

-------NEXT DAY-----------

Mornings are love….. 

I was waiting for this morning since last 12 hours, now I will get to know about the chaos which has been created in my absence.