Withered petals do bloom

4. Hiba

                     ❤ 4th of July 2021..

           ❤ And allah is seeing of what you do  (49:18)

"Hey sunny.." I walked towards Hira who was talking on her phone, walking around the huge neem tree in front of the girls hostel..

Hira flashed me a smile and nodded my way, before she continued talking..

"Hey devil .." I screamed at Eshaal who was sitting down, with her back to the tree and legs crossed, scribbling away something furiously on a piece of paper..

I sneaked in on her when she failed to respond to my greeting.. and sat beside her..

"curious.." I muttered to myself, it isn't in Eshaal to not reply back to a taunt of mine..

I leaned on to her.. and when she seemed unaware of my presence.. screamed in her ears " hey devil.."

"Hibaa.. she groaned, shooting me daggers and hid the paper behind her back..'

"to whom were you writing the letter to? your dream boy?" I winked at her..

"shut up Hibaa.. she retorted..

"just wondering whether I could help you with some pickup lines.."

"I'll kiss a dementor before I come asking for your help.. shut up.." Eshaal snapped..

"stop fighting you guys.. Hira said, clearly annoyed..

"she started it sunny.. by the way who is coming to pick you up..?"

"daddy.. he said he is going for dinner at your place and asked you to get ready if you are joining us.." Hira informed..

"woah.. hold on.. you guys are related? I asked hira for which she nodded..

"family friends.."

"Are you just as stupid as you look Eshaal? who in their right mind would stay in the hostel if you've got your house nearby.. I questioned..

" I will.. and that's none of your business.." Eshaal glared at me..

" you're bonkers devil.." I shook my head..

" not more than you.." I shot back..

" Esha drop it.." Hira ordered before she opened her mouth to retort.. while I smirked at her..

"you too Hiba.. grow up both of you.." she snapped wiping the smirk off my face..

something I have learnt since I met this duo was, Eshaal walked along the whispers of her heart.. while Hira was the one who listened to the arguments of her brain.. While Eshaal was the one to talk to the moon and wish on shooting starts, to Hira they were nothing more than celestal bodies.. while my heart related much with Eshaal, there were instances where I wished I was more like Hira.. swift and practical..

it was a wonder how two girls of such diverse characters could be best friends and then again opposites attract.. they were a mess together, a very pretty one at that..

"Eshaal.. Eshaal.. Farah came running , clearly terrified and out of breath..

"Eshaal.." she panted.. " Eshaal pooja is in the red closet..." she finished with a shudder.

a collective gasp went over the duo .. while Hira scowled.. pooja was our batchmate.. but what is this red closet?

"guys.. am I missing something what is this red closet? and why is it a big deal..? I asked..

Eshaal seemed lost in thought while Hira's scowl deepened..

" Hiba.. mostly 95% of our seniors are pretty nice people.. but the remaining 5%, they are the trouble.. red closet is their idea of punishing people who don't abide by their rules, its a semi dark room in the ground floor of the hostel and they inflict certain punishments there.. Hira finished while the other girls flinched...

"what did she do to land herself in the red closet? " Hira turned to farah..

" umm.. she went dating with her boyfriend last night and was late to return and she might have even argued with the seniors.."fara finished with a shrug..

" the she deserved it.. we are not doing anything in this.." Hira said firmly in a sharp tone which made farah flinch before walking away with a nod..

woah.. this girl can be nasty when she wants to.. I muttered to myself..

"listen Eshaal, I know that look.. she turned to Eshaal who looked lost in thoughts..

"you are not doing anything stupid.. this is suicide.. we have our presentations tomorrow." Hira warned..

" exactly my point sunny, pooja has to do the presentation too, she will be in trouble if she doesn't.." she argued back..

"you cant help everyone Eshaa and I swear if u pull off any stunts I'm complaining to shezaad uncle this time and no im not lying.." Hira looked angry, her cheeks turning blotchy red while eshaal stared at th ground scowling..

seizing the momentary subdue I grabbed the piece of paper, hanging limp oh eshaal hands..

"cheer up guys.. lets have a look at Miss devil's love letter.. I winked while Eshaal tried to grab it from, it was saying somethimg because she only came up to my shoulders..

" love letter? read it hiba.. read it.. " Hira cheered on.. hugging Eshaal from behind, literally pinning her hands to her sides..

Just like the waves,

washing away the shore of the footsteps of yesterday..

just like the sun,

setting every night with the hope of another dawn..

just like every single breath..

reminds of one more chance at life..

just like the sudden rains..

washing away the heat on a sunny day..

time and again..

Love and hope would dull the gloom

Withered petals do bloom...

and the ailing hearts will be home..

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