Part 1: The Meeting

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06'th April, 2024
It was a day of Ramadan. I've just finished my final exams. I thought I'll just spend some free days! Why shouldn't I? It's my holidays and my freedom time! My freedom for 3 months! But my parents have enrolled my name into a English spoken course. I was little bit upset about that! But who knew there I'll meet with 'someone'....I just don't know how to refer 'him.' Maybe as a teacher.....or as a 'Friend'...... He's more like a friend than a teacher.

So, it was a evening of a Ramadan day! I was getting ready to start my new English spoken course! I was quite nervous at first. I went there with my father. We were talking with the honourable director of that institute. I was nervous as hell thinking that the teachers won't be that friendly, they'll be cold, blah, blah, blah.........

But then I saw a gentle man with a very cute face, charming smile and his friendly gesture! I don't know but why....I felt so safe and secure that time when I saw him! He was smiling. All the negative thoughts went away after I'd seen him. I was blushing unknowingly. The director had informed him that from now on I'll be his student also he (That cute gentle man) should guide/take me to the classroom.

Then, that cute gentle man had looked at me and we had an eye contact! He'd given me his gentle yet sweet smile. I was blushing all the time but I'd tried my level best not to show him that I was blushing for him! I baid bye to my father and that cute gentle man was taking me to the classroom. I had sitted on the first bench. I was secretly staring at him all the time!

He's so sweet, cute, humble, gentle yet kind. A true gentleman! His front hairs are little bit curly....back hairs are little bit straight. I mean his hairs are neither straight nor that curly, his eyes are....like so deep which can give you security and want to touch your soul with these eyes at the same time! He has beard. I'm sacred of the guys who have beard but I don't know why he isn't that scary....I mean I feel so safe and secure around him! He has a charming smile. He treats everyone so nicely. But he'd treated me.... kind of.... like 'specially' since the very first day! He'd called me a 'diamond!' He'd said that he likes my hand writing but I should clear it.

I feel like having a deep connection with him! I don't know why? But I wanted to know about him! I wanted to know his name first! So, I was planning that how I'd known his name? Then, I saw his ID card. His name's written in there. I'd spelt that quietly. But I could just remember his last name.

Gosh!...."His eyes piercings me like knives when he stares at me intensely! His stares want to touch my soul every time! Like he can speak with his eyes contacts! And my heart beats so fast as hell all the time!"

The class began! They're teaching us but I couldn't just focus on my book....... How can I when 'HE'.... is infront of me!?...........
I was secretly staring at him and thinking that how can someone be this cute like him!....All the time, at that class! I was blushing sometimes....my ears were burning because of my shyness/blushing or because of HIM! but thanks to Allah that I'd worn my hijab so he didn't see it! Otherwise I'd be totally so embarrassed infront of him! I was happy that my parents have enrolled my name into that course and I was in his class!

I was missing him after the class. I was sad that they'd given us holidays for the upcoming Eid! It's for 9 days! That day he was in my mind all the time! But sh*t I'd forgotten his face at night! I was impatient for the next class after the holidays just to see him again!....Just for HIM!

"Dairy you know!....Whenever we have an eye contact! He tries to lock it....to hold that eye contact....like how can I express it....! I feel like he speaks through these 'intense' eye contacts and stares! He is the one who keeps the eye contact and I'm the one who looks away being a blushing mess and he keeps smiling at me all the time!"

"I think I've got a crush on him! Aish! It's so......I don't know!...." , she'd written those in her secret dairy.

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