AISHA
It's mid-night now, & I'm driving back to my apartment, alone, on this dark & lonely road.
It's really scary for people like me, who fear darkness, but anyways I had no other option.
It was Sid's my friend-cum-brother's b'day party, & I had to go. Well I went there with my unpredictable cousin Isha, who is also sharing my apartment, but had to come alone, as she decided to stay there.
Of course how could she miss a chance to stay with Sid, her first ever crush! She leaves no stone unturned to be closer to him, & with the bimbo gang of Tia being present there, she was determined to be there.
So here am I, poorest ever Aisha, driving back home alone on this lonely path, with spooky vibes. I don't fear to be alone, in fact I think it's the ultimate friend of me, & many others, or maybe the ultimate reality of life.
"Oh, getting philosophical now, ain't we!" I mocked myself!
& now the path grew darker, not even streetlights work here properly! After that accident I developed a phobia of dark. I've healed a lot in past six years, but yet, the fear is not gone completely.
I turned the music on, yeah, my life savior! It started playing party songs, as soon as I started, that too at the loudest volume ever! I switched it off immediately, sighing.
"Ishuuuuuuuu!" I almost yelled in frustration, to literally no one, for right now when I'm irritated, Isha, who set these stupid songs, with a volume so loud, would be enjoying her heart out, swaying her ass on the dance floor, with a drink in her one hand...
I literally can imagine her doing that in that short chick red dress of hers!
I chuckled thinking about her. She is crazy to say the least. She enjoyed & made everybody enjoy together. She's the life of every party, my closest, cutest, & the most annoying sister, Isha.
Thinking of her, I lowered the volume, smiling, & set my playlist, full of Arijit Singh, Armaan Malik, Shreya Goshal, & many others, with all the soft music, that's what I actually like.
As soon as I looked up again, a scream left my lips, & I pulled the breaks, as much as I can, & as quick as I could. I was sweating badly, & breathing heavily. My head almost hit the staring, thanks to the seat-belt I'm safe.
"Yeah, that's why they say follow the traffic rules, Dumbo!" my brain reminded me, & I agreed somewhere inside my brain itself.
I joined my head, & looked at the sky murmuring thanks to the God. When I lowered my eyes, they fell on the creature who made my heart come out in my mouth. There stood a man, in all his glory, looking at me straight. What the hell! He risked the life of both of us, & standing there in all his might, putting one hand on his slightly bent thigh, & other one on his shoulder.
He was looking at me with a smirk.
"Huh!" I looked at him widening my eyes. He was looking at me like he is going to attack me.
This made me gulp hard.
"Relax babe! You're a brave girl, just like Mamma, remember! & he is alone here. If anything happens, kick him in the balls, & run!" My brain reminded me.
"But I'm worst at running, & that too in these heels!" Another ,scared as hell side of mine, pointed.
I agreed for a moment, & then shrugging all these thoughts, looked at the still smirking man in front of me, like he didn't risk both of our lives a moment ago. It boiled my blood, & I marched towards him, without thinking much, only to be shocked...
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