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"Yaar ye Sana toh chewing gum ki tarah chipak jaati hai...Aaargghh...She is sooo annoying" i exasperated as i saw another text from her.Suddenly,i was stopped by the laughing sound from the lobby,i tilted my head to see Iram in the floor laughing,my eyes could see her alone though i heard some one else laughing as well.I sighed and strolled towards her.I leaned,giving her my hand to grab when i felt other hand on my left,i turned my head to find Sir Zain,we looked at each other and Iram,but before Iram could place her hand he slowly pulled away his hands and stood straight.I leaned down lifting my left hand at her face,she placed her hand in mine,holding her by her back,i pulled her upwards,making her stand on her foot.Her grip in my hand went tight as she was holding on her pain in her lower back.I looked at her questioningly
"Thank you and...sorry..sir" She said hesitatingly
He shooked his head and said "agar tum araam karna chathi ho toh karsakti ho"
"No Sir,I'll be fine" She said assuring him,nodding again he went
Her grip was still strong around my hand,i looked at her
"Zor se lagi ?" i asked
"Bohot" she whimpered making a face,i chuckled at her adorableness.
IRAM's POV:
We decided to play tug of war,long nylon braided rope was brought,we divided ourselves in two teams which is boys versus girls,drew a line in between,that is the line where we want to pull the other player across,Miss Aiman and Sir Zain leading the girls and boys team respectively,Sir Raza stood there as a referee,warming up,i stood at Miss Aiman's back
"Pick up the rope" Sir Raza announced and we did as ordered
"Take the Strain.........and Pull!" He let out a whistle and we all twelve players on each side pulled the rope,all our adrenaline stacked up,putting all our strength.Boys were shouting and screaming,not that we were any less,we were equally putting our strength,sweat running down,panting for breath,losing our balance many times but regaining it again and again,same situation of opponents but still not ready to give up.As i was trying hard to not lose my grip over nylon braided rope,the pressure of multiple hands over it made it difficult for me,i felt a sharp twinge on my wrist,i flinched.Looking down at my wrist which was dark red by now with a long cut mark clearly visible.And the next thing that i heard was Sir Zain's voice
"We give up..." he let out a low shout raising his right hand in air.Sir Raza blewed the whistle and we let our grips over the rope,we looked at him questioningly
"Kya yaar Sir...hum jeetne waale the" Naman came from the back,disappointment evident in his tone
Sir Zain smiled at him and moving towards him,he kept his hand in his shoulder and stated firmly "Aurton ko hara ke Mard kabhi nahi jeet sakte.." his reply was followed by whoops of delight,boys huffed
"toh hum jeete naa..?" Miss Aiman asked Sir Raza and he blewed his whistle once again pointing at our side "Girls won"
We all started screaming,giving high-five's and hugs to eachother as if have won something really great,boys stucking their tongues out to us,dropping their thumbs up,showing us their loser faces.Only among them was Sir Zain smiling warmly at us,i felt his eyes on me,he smiled and i mirrored him.
"This Man can never fail to impress me.."
The Manager came and announced the setting of the buffet of lunch,we all followed him to fill our tummies with yummy foods.
After finishing the lunch,we all sat creating a big circle,laughing and giggling over lame jokes.Everybody sorrounded,if not all atleast i could easily hear at my back,Sana and her girls gossiping about TV shows,swooning and drooling over the lead heroes of it,but this topic went somewhere else,they started talking about guys present over here,i tried hard to divert my mind from them but they were too loud for me.They were praising Sir Zain and automatically heat emitted on my face,i questioned my own stupid and baseless thought.
"yaar Shehryar ko dekho,woh bhi kuch kam nahi" i heard this coming from their side
"Haan aakhir bhai kiska hai?" Sana this time .They all cooed in unison
"Hussain ki baat kisi aur me nahi" Sana boasted
"Bol to aise rahi hai jese iske phupho ka beta ho..huh" i mentally snorted
I shifted my gaze to see sir Zain coming and sitting right in front of me at a distance
"Yaar Iram?" Naman called me and i glanced at him
"hmm.."
"itna accha mausam hai..maahol hai..gaana hojaye?" he asked and all cheered in agreement,Hussain soon brought a guitar,he offered me and i took it
"bilkul hojaye..." i said and continued "magar aaj me nahi gaungi,koi aur.." i said stoling a glance at Sir zain,they all furrowed.I started strolling towards were Sir zain was seated,and stood right next to him,he narrowed his eyes at me.I leaned to give him guitar and he reluctantly took it from me,i grinned at him cheekily before turning my face straight
"Aaj Sir Zain Khan gaenge hamare liye.." i said laying my both hands at his direction
"No..i can't" He retorted
"Yes...sir please..." i pleaded like a little kid,soon other girls joined in too and he had to agree finally.I came running from him and settled between Shehry and Hussain.
Sir Zain setting the guitar before playing it,he did and looking down he closed his eyes.I shifted my gaze to see Hussain pressing his ears with his index fingers,i frowned and elbowed him
"What ? Am not taking any risk.." he made a face,i rolled my eyes and looked back at Sir Zain
Sir Zain played guitar,still looking down,i could'nt take my eyes of him,he was looking damn hot with guitar in his hands.Anyways,i recognised the tone,it's from Viva la vida by Coldplay,among few of the english songs i like.
I used to rule the world...
Seas would rise when I gave the word...
Now in the morning I sleep alone...
Sweep the streets I used to own...
Everyone started cheering,slow claps,slows snaps of the finger was heard,slow banging of head,slow tapping of foot was seen.All seem to enjoying the song,i turned my head to the right to see Hussain,he cautiously removed his fingers from his ears,he heard and i raised my brows as i boast
I used to roll the dice...
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes...
Listen as the crowd would sing...
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key...
Next the walls were closed on me...
And I discovered that my castles stand..
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand...
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing,
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing,
Be my mirror, my sword and shield..
My missionaries in a foreign field.
He was singing with such passion,i could clearly see in his eyes,never heard someone in person who sings this beautifully and not going to for a long time to come.
For some reason I can't explain..
Once you're gone there was never,
Never an honest word,
But that was when I ruled the world..
He concluded the song,we joined him by singing in chorus
Woahahahah oh, woahahah oh
Woahahahah oh, woahahah oh,
Woahahahah..............
We applauded and screamed in appreciation,he shifted his gaze to me,i smiled at him and showed him thumbs up.
Few minutes left before we are leaving this beautiful place,i thought of spending some lonely time with nature so i stood facing the most beautiful landscape in front of my eyes,it was sun setting time,bright sun light peeking through mountains,grey clouds moving slowly,chill wind softly slapping my face,i just stood there lost,not wanting to go back but then i was startled by the voice
"khoobsurat" i snapped my head to find Sir Zain,immediately a rare mischievious smile made it's way on my lips,i remembered our encounter
"kaun? me ya.. yeh landscape?" i asked,he looked at me at once and then back to where he was looking before,i frowned "bura to nahi maan gaye?"
I parted my lips to say but just then he uttered
"Both..." he said casually still looking away,my heart skipped a beat.He shifted his gaze towards me and i instantly looked away abashly,i could see him smiling through my ears though not sure.He said it casually jab ke meri andar se phatt rahi thi.I sighed and managed to utter "Thanks" as casually as i can.Few minutes of awkward silence was broken up by Shehry,i sighed before turning to him.
"Sir,it's time to leave,Sir Raza aap ko dhoond rahe the" he said and sir Zain nodded,he turned to me and raised a packet in front
"Band-Aid,tumhe dene aaya tha..lagaalo wrist pe before it gets noxious" he said with concern in his tone,my eyes popped out,i took it from him and he excused himself.
"Unhe kese pata chala mere cut ke baare me ? did he gave up just for the sake of my cut ? for me ?"
Shehry snapped his fingers in my face breaking my trance,i looked at him faintly
"haan ?" i asked and he huffed.He must have blabbering something which i didn't heard.He was about to go when i called him
"Loser..me khud ye kese lagaungi ? help me dude.." i glared at him raising my hand at a distance,showing him my wrist
"kaafi lamba cut hai" he said as he pasted the band
"to kya samjha? me drama karrahi hun" i frowned at him and he giggled
"You were born dramebaaz" he remarked and i rolled my eyes
I saw Aashi approaching is "Yaar ek ek karke sab kahan gayab hojate ho,tu Iram ko dhoondne aaya tha aur khud gayab hogaya,it's time to leave yaar,yahin rehne ke plan hai kya ? she kept on blabbering "aur Hussain kahan gayab hai?" before Shehry could answer came another voice
"Exactly,kahan hai Hussain ? me kab se dhoond rahi hun use" Sana came pouting
"chalo jee...ab isi ki kami thi,pata nahi kya gunah kiya tha mere bhai ne jo ye peeche parhgayi hai" Shehry whispered lowly, i nudged him and mouthed "Shut up" .Aashi snorted trying to control her laugh
"kyun dhoondrahi ho mujhe Sana ? me thori tumhara vanity box hun" Hussain sassed,i couldn't stop myself from chuckling
Hussain's POV:
My phone buzzed and i came inside to receive it,while i was talking,my eyes fell on reception where Sir Zain was talking with the lady receptionist.He borrowed a packet from her and went. "what's that?" i thought.After ending my phone call,i came out only to see Sana asking my where about.
"zara chain nahi iss ladki me...chipkoo" i huffed
"Exactly,kahan hai Hussain?me kab se dhoondrahi hun use" She asked
"Kyun dhoondrahi ho mujhe Sana ? me thori tumhara vanity box hun" i sassed and Iram chuckled while Shehry and Aashi gave slow high-five to eachother
"tumhari sense of humor mujhe sabse acchi lagti hai" Sana complimented smiling shyly
"well,me mazaak toh nahi karraha tha" i said and Iram shot a glare at me
My eyes fell on Iram's wrist,it had band-aid. "Ohh,toh Sir Zain iske liye band-aid lekar aaye the...itna meherban kyun horahe hain yeh?"
Miss Aiman called all of us and we went.We were to leave this beautiful place.We grabbed our bags and started moving one by one into our bus but not before taking a selfie.
Shehry's POV:
Everyone started moving into bus when i called out
"Guys,ek groupfie toh banti hai".All came shrieking with wide smile spread across their faces,arranging ourselves in a large group while i took a selfie stick from my bag pack,attaching it to mobile,i took it in air.I never understood what is soo cool about this duck faces which girls make now a days.Like Always,Sain and Kishmish posing with the most craziest face,i raised my eyebrows,i love how it goes perfectly on fleek,mouth shut and straight,and click.All one by one got into bus,i posted this groupfie on spot on my instagram page by adding a caption ""Picnic Fun" wali selfie". I chuckled while adding this caption.
Iram's POV:
We three were the last to ascend the bus,as soon as i entered,my eyes fell on driver who was laying in the last seat of the bus,i furrowed my brows and asked "inhein kya hua?"
"High fever hai,medicine liya hai toh rest le rahe hain" replied Miss Aiman
"Ohh.." it came out of my mouth as a whisper
"toh ab drive kaun karega?" Shehry asked
"Main..." came Sir Zain's voice,who stood at our back holding on key ring in between his fingers showing us
He went to the driver seat by drawing the sliding door in front.Everybody started settling in their places while i was still searching for the seat.As the last seat was fully occupied by the driver,we have to adjust on the seats left.Hussain who sat with sana or rather i should say who made him sit with her,stood from his seat gesturing me to sit instead when Sana spoke
"Iram,saamne Sir Zain ke saath ek seat khaali hai,you can sit there,yeah?" She asked more like telling me to sit there,I and Sain exchanged glances before nodding my head
Zain's POV:
I heard the door slid open and Iram peeked in
"Mind if i accompany you?" She asked hesitatingly and i chuckled
"No,why would i? come have a seat" i told her and went back to inserting the key,i ignited the engine and drove off.
We stole a glance at each other every now and then which was one hell of an awkward thing,just to avoid this awkwardness i started talking to her
"Feeling any better?" i asked her and she shurugged.I pointed shifting my eyes to her wrist,she looked down and answered
"Oh this ? Yeah...Much better" she smiled
After a long pause she said "Thanks" i chuckled and she frowned
"Hansne wali kya baat hai?"
"Tumhe nahi lagta tum kuch zyada hi sorry aur thanks kehti ho??" i asked fixing my eyes on road but i could see her smiling through my ears
"Sab ko toh nahi,sirf aap ko kehne ka maukha milraha hai aajkal" she said and i nodded "Accha.."
"ek baat poochun?" she asked after a long pause
"hmm..." i hummed
"aapne give up kyun kiya tha?" she asked hesitatingly and i looked at her once not knowing how to say that i gave up... for her...Uhm..because she got hurt. "Ajeeb lagega,nai? but koi aur ho ti toh shayad yahi karta" i thought
"Ainvayi..." i lied casually and she nodded "accha.." shifting her gaze to the left,resting her head in backrest and drifted to sleep "Slept?"
Iram's POV:
"kya hota agar kehdete ke mere liye hi give up kiya tha? Mens and their egos..ugh" i thought and rested my head in a backrest,shifting my gaze to left
"Why am i expecting anything from him? who is he? we are not even friends yet." i thought "Both..." i remembered him saying that just minutes ago "What was that then?" "Uff...am i thinking of something which would never happen? After fighting for a while with my own chain of thoughts,i slowly drifted to sleep.
I squinted my eyes open,stretched my neck,arms and legs and sat straight. It was already night,sounds of transport horns,hustle bustle of traffic made me realise that we reached the city.I turned my head and saw Sir Zain,his eyes fixed on road "waking up to this..hayee" i thought and mentally slapped the back of my head.I excused myself and went back to find everyone in deep sleep,i smiled widely and started waking them all up.We reached the university and saying our byes,goodnights to all,we came back home.One beautiful day well spent.
NEXT DAY
Iram's POV:
"Yaar mujhe iss marketing ke Alif Bay bhi samajh nahi aayi" i got frustated and threw my pen down
"Dude,woh marketing hain,urdu thori ke Alif Bay samajh aaye.." Hussain chuckled who was lying on the bed with eyes sticking to his mobile while Shehry and I sat at the either side doing our Marketing assignment
"I think you really need to work little more on your humour Sain,because it...sucks" i made a face at him and he stuck out his tongue at me annoying me more
"Tumhe assignment nahi karni?" Shehry asked after a while
"mene toh kardi" he said
"kese?" i asked shocked
"I don't do my assignments,google does" he boasted and i rolled my eyes
"hum kyun itni mehnat karrahe hain phir.." i huffed and flipped over my book
"Accha am going to get drink for me,you guys want something?" Shehry asked getting off the bed.He halted midway as he heard Sain's loud gasp
"Astaghfirullah sharaabi..." he said all dramatically
"drink in the sense cold-drink" he corrected,he turned to me and i shooked my head saying "nothing.." he went and halted again when Sain spoke
"how's your wrist now?" he asked
"Aah..much better,actually healed" i smiled and replied,his face colour went pale and he chuckled
"Zakham bharne hi the,aakhir marham kisne lagaya tha" he stated soo unlike his tone,i furrowed my brows
"What do you mean?" i asked,totally not getting him
"Zaahir hai,Sir Zain ne Band-aid diya tha,kam hona hi tha" he said putting emphasis on Sir Zain.I shot up
"Tumhe kyun masla horaha hai?" i asked and got off from the bed
he chuckled "mujhe kyun masla hoga,who the hell is he? bloody loser..." he said feeling disgusted all of a sudden,getting off the bed and i just went to him breaking a gasket
"Hussain.." i yelled at his face turning him to face me,he was just unbelievable,didn't expect such disrespect from him
"What? Exactly,who the hell is he?? why are you soo obsessed about him?" he shot at me folding his arm across his chest
"Why are you soo jealous about him?" i shot back glaring deep into his soul.
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