The Storm We Started

18| Everything New

It had been two days since the poetry event. Two days since everything felt new to Gulnaz. The sun was less harsh, the moon shone brighter than usual, the birds were suddenly chirping louder and melodious.

People were less annoying to Gulnaz. The breeze felt more colder and the colors were brighter. She had been giggling over the smallest of things and blushing whenever thinking about him.

Nights had been longer than usual. They spend the whole night talking to each other through call and then going to work the next morning tirelessly. It was a new feeling.

Everything felt in place.

She had never been more happy. In two days they couldn't meet because of their busy schedules but they had been talking via phone calls and texts regularly.

Gulnaz got her acceptance letter from The Delhi times. She had started her internship from Monday and had been going there since then from 10pm to 5pm. Shoaib had some work to do as well but Gulnaz didn't know what and she didn't also pry.

Checking her phone she sighed when she saw no messages from shoaib. It had been five hours since the last message and she grew worried about him. A million thoughts went through her mind. If he was safe or if he's already tired of her just like she predicted.

Her senior gave her a work to write an article about ongoing elections and rallys. She tried her best to be diplomatic but she had been failing a big time. Her opinion on article was biased and the Delhi times never published an article which had been biased.

She massaged her temple and started working again on the article. She edited the previous article and researched through the history of parties. Mainly of congress and HEP.

Looking over her cabinet, "Hey, do you think if I change my article, shweta will get angry at me?"

Millie who was across the cabinet looked at gulnaz and thought about her question before answering, "I think you should talk to her if you're going to change."

"What if she scolds me?"

Millie shrugged at her, "then you listen."

Gulnaz rolled her eyes. How helpful. Maybe she should try speaking to shweta. Maybe she won't scold her.

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Gulnaz washed her face in the office washroom. She was exhausted from sitting the whole day and working on the article. Taking out a cream from her bag, she applied on her face feeling the freshness.

She also brushed her hair neatly. Feeling refreshed from before, she went towards the exit.

Getting out of the office, she checked her messages again. There was no new messages. She was looking down on her phone with frown, she didn't realize that she was going to cross the road.

Until a hand wrapped around her arm, pulling her harshly away from the road making her phone fell from her hands. A loud honk blared her ears making her flinch and realize that she was going to get hit by the car if it hadn't for the person who pulled her away.

She gasped from the sudden movement. It scared her to the core as she put a hand on her chest to calm herself.

"What the fuck." The man who saved her spoke in pure fury.

She noticed she recognizes that voice and turned around in shock. There he was, shoaib, looking at her in anger with furrowed brows.

She was confused as what he was doing her but it wasn't the thought that mattered anymore.