Hey, have you heard about the girl who wanted to dig a hole and get burried in it and never face her tutor. Yes, the same stupid girl who was too embarrassed that she cried like an idiot in front of her tutor?
Yes, Numaira, that person is desperately missing her tutor shamelessly and feeling sad that the class is postponed to evening. Like, seriously I must thank the lord for such great save, but why in the hell I'm not happy?
But, one thing I can feel happy about that my beige color top is back to normal. Yes, thanks to hydrogen peroxide and warm water. I love light color for clothing. I always prefer them over everything.
So, mum thought it would be a good idea to keep some things handy for future. She wasn't surprised nor angry over me for staining the top. I was grateful. So, naturally, my day started pretty good today.
But it all changed when I was informed by Ms. Mathur that Asad will not be taking class today morning due to some personal reasons and he will be taking the session today evening at the usual place.
I informed this to my whole family through the message. Today Meerub will be early because her father came to visit her because he had some things to do here. She said that her dad wants to meet me.
She isn't that happy because her siblings are not here due to their school and busy schedules. And her father wasn't what I thought him to be.
People could be different from their parents and that is the proof and a universal proven fact like our thumbprint. Every one differ from each other. That only explains Meerub's father's assumptions.
I mean if a person chose to wear modern clothes, it is their own choice and that doesn't define their character. He felt happy to look at me wearing my chudidhar but wasn't pleased with many other people's clothing choices.
Literally just thanked the lord for my wardrobe choices and probably thinks I am not a bad influence on his precious daughter. Meanwhile, his own daughter doesn't like to wear chudi at all but only wore it today.
Because she doesn't want to disappoint her dad. Then, my mind goes to my little sister Inaraa, she wears all kinds of modern clothes. Her wardrobe is filled with fashionable items that won't be appealing to few.
She could create the best make over, a very talented artist. She loves make up and she never hesitated to show that. I could say she is a genius but her head would be inflated with arrogance.
Then, you'll see her walk like a proud peacock. That's not a sight I'd want to see, her smug smile is definitely a sight to avoid so, I am not taking risks. My mom or dad never restrained us from trying out any kind of clothes.
But my wardrobe is filled with, different colors of chudi, salwar kameez, tops etc not modern wears mostly. I'm actually not comfortable with it and everyone in my family respect that just like they did to my sister.
I know I'm judging here but he made me think about it and now my mind is just thinking what kind of clothes shall appeal to Asad. I mean does he has any preferences or something.
Maybe or maybe not. I would like to know, one day. But when I see Meerub already coming to me with an irritated demanor, I guess it is her father or boyfriend made her annoyed.
Last few days, she has been ranting either about Umer or her father. I don't mind though. It is her first time being in a relationship and staying away from her dad. So, she'll need that support in anyway she could get.
And why am I her bestie if I don't offer her my support. But at times like this it gets a little bit exhausting. So, I offered her a candy she looks at it before taking it with an amused smile.
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RomanceNumaira Bilal Shareef, an 18 year old student pursuing her education in a university, known for cheerfulness, an extroverted, kind girl who loves her family more than anything and everything. She did not expect that she'd love someone other than he...
