Inspired by a muslimah

chapter 16

            "Okay so here it goes...please dont tell this to anyone but Myra, a student of this college who you already know has been kidnapped. Its been weeks and the police nor the detective have been able to find anything about it. I love my sister a lot and I..."

                  "Hold on ,will you? You know I'm aging and you blabbering so fast isn't really helping with my hearing ability becoming low. Its just making me realize I'm growing old. So please, pause,  take a deep breath and start again.

           I gave her a sheepish look and started again. "....and I set out to investigate on my own with the help of my brother" with that said I broke off.

          "No, no dear, you shouldn't cry like this. Its not gonna help. If you lose hope who is gonna investigate further?"

           She gave me an encouraging look and with one glance one could tell she was convinced and was willing to help me. I looked up at her with a hopeful look.

        "Yes dear, what you are thinking is right. I'm gonna help you to a certain extent. I  can let you stay in this college in your sister's class but only for 2 weeks max. The rest is up to you. Now buckle up, you've got a class to attend young lady."

           With that, her expression suddenly turned to a stern one. Looks like her Headmistress mode has been switched on. "Off you go miss".

          She called some lady and introducing me as a new student, asked her to accompany me to class.

           "Excuse me mam, may I come in?", all the pairs of eyes seated in the huge classroom turned towards me. Oh Allah, if only Myra didi would see me doing all this, she would faint!

         The teacher there granted the permission and gave me a questioning look. Here goes another explanation.  "New student in the midst of the year, well thats very unusual. Well class, looks like you've got a new company. Hope its a positive one Take a seat Miss latecomer".

           Woah, that name was unexpected. Checking my ID once more, she gestured me to take a seat and not to forget the grim look she gave! Looks like someone has developed a grudge against me already, didn't see that coming!! Well, I went and sat anyway.

Within 10 minutes, the bell for the next period went off and the teacher, Miss Lily departed. Looks like I was very late. Immediately, I was greeted with a lot of "hi's" from the girls and  "Hi Miss latecomer" from some guys accompanied by a wink. I simply smirked.

         Man, these people sure didn't know who they were messing with, might as well have fun playing pranks on these people ,but for now I had to make a trustworthy friend who also could give me lots of information about Myra di. Thank god Myra didi's friends who knew me weren't in this class. Now the question was, how do I go about finding who knew Myra di. Won't that arouse suspicion? I quickly took out my detective notebook and jotted down the names of girls I had heard Myra didi speaking about. The first name that came to my mind was Ahana, the person who used to have a grudge on my sister....