I S H Q I
Today was a very boring day but it won't happen from tomorrow.
I can finally takes humanities and than phew! phew! phew!, i said and making hand gun while shooting invisible suff but stop when i saw a annoying figure. Avyay.
I don't even know him properly but still my eyes hurts while looking at him. Just joking or not?
he cross his hand on his chest and come toward me, "do that again! I like it.", with a soft smile.
I cross my hand on my chest as well, "is their any magnet in me? why i always end up meeting you? you like everything peoples do? why are you so an-", inturepted when he put his fingure on my lips, "you speak too much, little one."
I actually hate when anyone touch me. Anyone means anyone.
I rub my lips little hard and i look his face, his jaw almost touch the ground floor.
"what are you doing? It will hur-", about to say something but i show him my palm indicating to stop and left from their.
I know its too rude when anyone touch you and you start erasing it but i just don't like. I hate it. I hate it more than curry.
curry (kadhi) is the only thing i hate in this whole world. Everyone have their own taste buds ofcource.
worst thing is that now i'm regretting on what i just did, on the way home.
I reached home and take a nap, then went to my institute which is just infront of my appartment.
I can't bunk even if I want to because they gonna call my parents. Such a boring life without any fun.
but changing stream means changing institute as well as its my trial week.
after classes, i prepare my bag for tomorrow, have some dinner and lay down on heaven. I mean my bed. Its not less than heaven.
i was just recalling what i did today and only face i can see is. Avyay.
he looks like a barrier to me now.
i guess i have to say sorry to him, my heart said.
but how can anyone touch you without your concer. It's offensive, my brain replied.
he was just trying to be nice, my heart say in defence.
but he feel way too comfort with you in just one day, my brain replied.
Actually you both are right, i thought.
shut up! ishqi. stop thinking about him and sleep.
I turn off lamp which is placed on side table, cover myself with a blanket and drifted into my dreamland.
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