***

"Why are you creating a ruckus like this, girls?" Zoya asked with a frownedly look, lifting her head from her book. She cleared her throat, "My throat is already hurting and now you all are making my ears hurt too!"

"Ohhh...Zoya Begum, this is a classroom, not a library to stay silent. And classrooms are meant to be noisy darling!" Zoya's classmate said, while Zoya looked down at her book.

"Riya, she was supposed to be born in the 70s you know. All silent people, well disciplined..."

Zoya looked up, "Very funny. Look here Jenny, discipline and decorum is not a bad thing. And I am indeed a fun-loving person; just that I prefer a bit silence and calmness in everything. That's it!"

"Zoya jaan, I just wish you get the most noisy and indisciplined guy as your hubby. And then I want to see you teaching discipline to him, by making him stand on the bench." Jennifer laughed saying it, while Zoya smiled shaking her head in denial, and got up, "Well, I am leaving home, girls. My throat hurts and I am not able to speak much too."

"Ohh, you want me to drop you home?" Riya asked, while Zoya said, "Thanks Riya, but Noor is on her way. I will go with her."

***

Noor and Zoya were returning home in Noor's scooty.

"Zoya, trust me, I would have killed myself if I couldn't speak at all...seriously!" Noor said looking at Zoya through the rear mirror, while Zoya was sitting with a sad face, behind her.

"This is whay you get for eatng ice cream, while getting drenched in rain. So smart of you, Zoya Siddiqui!" Noor said, "And now your voice has gone on a vacation. Fantastic!"

Zoya looked down adjusting her dupatta which was flying in the speed of opposite wind.

On the other hand, Aditya was sitting on his bike outside a roadside dhaba tapping his forehead with a tense face.

"Pee Loon...tere neele neele..."

"Stop this radio, Kaka! I am already irritated and these songs are irritating me on top of that."

"Adi, just relax man," Aditya's friend Sanjay said while Aditya stared at him and said, "Just shut up man...just shut up! In what guarantee did you give my name for this Art Contest? First of all did you ask me?"

"Adi, I have seen some of your sketches before. So I thought..." Sanjay said, while Aditya beat him with his coat, "Fool! Random sketches and professional paintings have loads of differences. You guys are just unbelievable. I have just 3 months' time with me..."

The shopkeeper gave tea to Aditya and he was having it, while being in thoughts.

Noor rode past the dhaba, and as Zoya moved back her hair, her dupatta flew off.

Zoya patted Noor's shoulder and signaled her to stop the scooty. Zoya got down and ran behind her dupatta, while Noor called out to her.

"Zoe...it's just a dupatta yaar!" Noor stopped the scooty, and closed her eyes, "Allah!"

Noor parked her scooty and ran behind her.

Meanwhile, Sanjay comforted Aditya, "Don't worry Adi. We will try to get a teacher for you..."

"Yeah right! Just as you guys wish, suddenly a teacher will come and fall from the skies yeah?"

The dupatta clouded Aditya's face, and he struggled to take it out, "Oye...what's this?"

Zoya who reached there running, slipped by stepping on the wet mud, and pounced on Aditya, causing him to fall along with the bike with Zoya on top of him.

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