𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑪𝑰𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵

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2 days have been passed and i still dont bother comming out of my room, and today is my graduation day....i am not ready for this but i got to attend it anyway, with a sign i got ready and headed towards out ceremony ground, where farah was waiting for me looking pissed 

"why didn't you picked my calls for the past days?" she questioned in an irritated expression 

i wish i could but i obviously cant tell her about what happend.

"welll...i was quiet busy spending time with my aunt" i replied as an excuse 

"yea..sure" she stated obviously not taking my words.....how come she always knew something was off?

"shall we head towards our seats until our turn comes to get our certificates?" 

"sure.." 

with that we went towards our seats which was quiet in the corner of the entire hall..well i good thing i suppose, the students of other sections were doing a complete ramp walk on the long black marble pathway, taking their certificates and giving a little speech and we all clapped 

turn by turn all the different sections were heading back stage and our class was at the very last of the list....seriously we gotta wait till the entire last of the ceremony?? 

but luckly i had farah..a friend that jokes around alot, but today our talk was deep, we talked about our memories and all the time we have spend together since 1st semester.....and passed the time and soon our turn came and we ran backstage exicted todo a cat walk and tell our exaggerating speech infront of everyone....it was our last day of collage after all 

and we did as we said first farah then me went and completed the ritual of sassy walk and took our certificate proudly, giving a beautiful speech like there is no tomorrow, 

and with the blink of an eye the ceremony was over and we took alot of photos with our class mates...and expectedly we all gathered up to take a picture with our class teacher,the grumpy professor but still a part of our beautiful memory 

everything ended...some students began to take pictures with their bestfriends and so did i and farah..we already took like a million so sshe went to collect pictures from other mates as i stood there with a big smile enchanting my face......not long when the smile diseappers when i saw Ali looking at me from the last highest row 

covering his eye....but the light in his other eye was visible but not a single smile on his face....the softness in his blue eye was un-narrative so much that at some point i melted...i wanted to accept him......but then again...

i remembered his creepy eye and my creepy uncle...there was no difference in them, slightly...cause they both call me by an ugly name called 'jaan' and he is a total creep of literally keeping my damn pictures with him.....cant deny that i was scared but in the end i gotta face him afterall.....

i told myself  the exact same thing and getting the courage to go over the seat where he was sitting alone...litreally cause he has no friends 

seeing me walk upto him made him stand up in suprise..looking at me ,unflinched...i took a big sign then said

"jo baat tumne prom mai kahi thi wo kis ke liye thi?" (the proposal which you confessed at prom, for whom was that?)

"app ke liye.." (for you...) he answered in a low voice...casually staring the shit out of me with his hopefull eyes 

"mera jawaab jaana cahte ho?" (wanna know my answer)

"haa.." (yes..)  i took a deep breath in and said 

"mujhe tumhari andhi aankh se nafrat hai" (i simply hate your blind eye) 

on my confession..his little visible smile disappered and he slowly lowered his gaze then his total head 

"aur...tumne bohot galat kiya mere photos secretly leke" (and..you did quiet worng taking my pictures seceretly)

he remained silent at my words but i can still see his expressions tuning into a frown and little tears as i further began to speak 

"baat toh ye hai ke ab mujhe tumhare paas rehne par bhi dar lagta hai.." (the trusth is i fear whenever you near me)  i was trying to be ruthless as possible but i just...coudn't make it hurtfull because of my inner self telling me to not hurt him...afterall 

he still remained silent...which made me kinda pissed off

"mai tumhe pasand nahi karti..ab samaj mai aayi baat!" (i dont like you..you understand) 

i said in an angry low tone so that no one could hear and this should not go further, and this time he finally reacted and looked  up a little to meet my eyes 

"pasand karna hai ya nahi....meri dulhan toh hum banogi hi" (like it or not..your gonna be my bride) he replied with a small smile and about his eyes...i cant read them any longer 

hearing his words send me shivers....i never expeced him to react like that....

"kya matlab?" (what do you mean?) 

"matlab ki meri jaan....kuch bhi ho jaao, aap meri hi rahogi" (means my love....despite the fact...your still mine) 

'meri jaan' ....my heartbeat was raising fast...shit...what have i gottan myself into 

"koshis karna hai toh karo...mujhe faraq nahi padhne waala" (try it if you want i dont care) 

"aur agli baar se mujhe uss naam se kabhi mat bulaana" (and next time dont call be by that name) i answered boldly and went away not bothering to look at him 

ofc i was shivering with fear and my hands were cold...but i needed to put the act 

and now somewhere in me is scared because of the decision he made...what if he actually does something he said...

author:- soo....what do you think?? :)


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