The Prophetic Dreamer

Chapter 17: ಥ‿ಥ

The day just passed like this. Harim was over the moon. Although the boy refused for the new shirt but the girl didn't sit back. She actually bought one.
"Harim! What is this?" Her sister asked her.
She was putting the shirt in her bag.

"What?"

"That shirt." Her sister uttered standing up from the bed.

Harim zapped the shirt in. This act made her sister more curious and she ran to her.

"Let me see, isn't that your college uniform? Boys? Are you doing a gender swap prank." She chuckled.

"N-no it's not it. I'm not. Go away."

"Listen. If you don't tell me then I'm going to tell mom."

"Ok! Ok! Just shu- keep it down."

Her sister smirked and pulled the shirt out of the bag.

"I was right. It's really boys uniform. Are you dating?"

"No! I'm not."

"Listen over-reacter I know you have a crush on a boy at your college."

"Yeah I mean you, ahhh listen then. Firstly I've given up on him and secondly I accidentally spilled juice on his shirt so I'm going to give him a new uniform. I should it's my duty."

"Wah! What a coincidence spilling juice on your crush after giving up that's dramatic~" she nagged putting Harim's hair strand beside her ear.

She flicked her hand away. "Disgusting."

"Hey why? That's disrespectful."

She looked at her with cat eyes.

"Ok why are you looking at me like that."

"You don't know what I'm going through. It's so hard to give up on him. I- I-....." She whined sliding down.

"Ok damn, come-on just let it go. You know this life is just a moment. A moment. You'll find someone else worth your existence."

Her sister then placed the shirt in the bag again and left smiling.

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Zain went to pick her mother who was finally back. He took his siblings. They were happy. After that they shared memorial family moments. It was mesmerizing. The family was laughing and joking; pushing all the stress at one Corner. Then some tears were shared too. The children crying for new toys, the mother crying for her struggle and Zain for everything he lost. EVERYONE.

"So do you like that girl that much?" She asked pouring some curd in the bowl at the table.

"Yes, I do but that's not the problem. I just don't want her life to get ruined because of someone as stupid as me."

"Oh come on Zain it's her family's decision let them do whatever they want to. Just Eat."

Zain looked down and gulped the last spoon of curd.

It was dreary. Feeling the pain and how the life was treating him.
1. His best friend was no longer with him.
2. He would be seeing his love getting married...
3. With the boy who bullied his friend.
4. His mother couldn't find a proper job so he had to do something.
And lastly
5. His papers were soon to come.

Depressing right?

But he wanted to rest and for that he went to a deep sleep.

This time the dream was a little off. All he saw was black.

A black ashy sky, dark as hell. It was dark.
"I can't see my feet." He said under his breath.

"All I can see is you." He looked up to the face Infront of him. A white figure gleaming between the Black background.
"Are you an angel or a wiz-" the black color slowly started turning into illusion. The spirals were enough to make a person crazy. A tuning sound started echoing all around the space. It felt like as if something was repeating some words again and again.... Like hypnotizing.