The Girl With Blue Diary #Wattys2015

Chapter 14 : Lesson Learnt

You dont learn the things the way they are. Some lessons are learnt the hard way. ~ Zuha Tabassum.

...... Aariz's POV.....

I was in The crescent children's hospital , standing outside room no. 153 , in which anam was admitted. I could see ayesha, anam's friend talk to her like she always did. But anam didn't really paid attention to her. She was annoyed , her expression told that. She was not like this. My anam was not at all like this. It really hurts to see her this way.

Ahem...!!! I heard someone hawk that made me turn to look for the source.

"Sorryy" i said looking at zynah.

I was standing in the mid way, blocking her way to the room. I moved aside and she made her way towards anam.

"Hey sweetie" zynah said.

I entered into the room. And sat on a couch, away from anam's bed.

"Hi" anam said without any expression whatsoever.

"how are you feeling?" Zynah said.

"She is not talking to me" ayesha complained.

"she is sick ayesha. As a friend you should look after her okay?" zynah said caressing ayesha's hair.

I started reading magazine that was lying on the table. To lessen my anxiety.

"I will take care anam. Dont worry, you will be fine okay?" said ayesha.

I could still hear their conversation. No not eavesdropping. I am in The same room, i cant help.

"No. Dont lie. I know i am not going to be good" anam said.

I looked up to look at her sad face.

"I am sick. SICK. Do you hear me ayesha? Leave me alone" she almost shouted.

Ayesha flinched seeing her shout. I stood up to walk towards her.

"No dolly. You are not sick..! You will be fine, doctors are working for you anam" zynah said holding anam's hand.

"I dont want to be fine. I am good this way, okay?" anam said. Anger evident in her tone.

I have never seen her this angry. Whenever she was angry, it infact looked cute. She was never frustrated, she was always cheerful. Is it my fault that She got hurt??

Flashback...

Aliyah. She is all i could think. Wearing a beautiful pink colored gown keep flashing infront of my eyes. How did she became this beautiful?? She was covered in that black abaya thing all her college life. She looked as simple as an average Indian girl with no makeup and stuff. Totally pheeki* ( *not attractive)

Is that a makeup magic or is she really beautiful?? Or she was simple just because of modesty thing Muslim girls preach??

My mind wandered to and fro around aliyah. I was driving the car. We are now going back to home from zynah's engagement. I was lost in my world of thoughts.

I didn't paid attention to driving, i couldn't because of colliding thoughts that were running in my mind. And our car bumped into another car that was coming from opposite direction. What the ...?

End of flashback.

That incident makes me sick. It was my fault. The sole reason to anam's condition is me. And i will never really Forgive myself. I will do whatever it takes to bring back cheerful anam. I will pay for my mistake, i dont care what the hell it takes.