Dorm Days

13

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"Kya hua.."
(What happened?)

"Kya kaha sir ne?"
(What did he say?)

"Kyu bulaye the?"
(Why were you called?)

Maher's friends bombarded her with questions as soon as she entered the classroom after meeting the principal. These people pretended as if they hadn't cooed Alvida and RIPs behind her back. She simply glared at them and walked toward her seat.

"Ab bol bhi de.. Bhaav kyu kha rhi hai?" Kashvi pleaded as she placed her hands on Maher's shoulders. Sensing that something was amiss, she tapped her fingers on the desk, waiting for her to respond.

(Tell us atleast.. Why are you acting so emotional?)

Maher turned towards them and huffed. "Bohot hi nirdayi aur kroor paap hua tha mere haath se.. Wahi bol rhe the" She said looking at their confused faces. It indeed seemed as if she had signed the contract of being embarrassed.

(A very cruel sin was committed by me.. He was saying the same thing)

"Kruu..kraa!? Tu itni deep hindi matt bol. Humko nahi aati" Heer said strictly. She was desperate to know what had happened, so that she also took some false trips to staff room to eavesdrop.

(Please avoid using such complex Hindi; we don't understand it.)

"Yaar.. Mai na galti se library wale sir ko wahi library pe hi lock karke aagayi thi. Bechare, unka phone bhi bahar kahi charging pe tha.. Aur allah ka shukar hai principal sir CCTV footage dekh rhe the-" Maher started narrating only to be interrupted by Dia.

(I accidentally locked our librarian in the library while I was leaving. Poor guy—he also left his phone there to charge. Fortunately, the principal was reviewing the CCTV footage.)

"Toh unhone aake bacha liya!?"
(So he came and saved him?)

"Ha behn bacha liyaa.. Mai unki khoon kar rahi thi na udhar!" Maher said sarcastically and rolled her eyes.

(Yeah buddy.. As if I was killing him)

Kashvi silenced them both and urged Maher to say further.

"Ha.. Kaha pe thi? Achha, phir unhone unko bahar nikala.. Yaar pata hai kitna bura laga mujhe. Impression aate thik se ek ghanta tak nhi hua tha, gaya sab" She expressed her sadness, pitying her own fate. Turning to the other side, her gaze fell on Manav, who she knew was attempting to read her lips. Noticing her serious expression, he pretended to look out the window behind her. Maher simply blinked and glanced at her friends, who were also nodding in disbelief.

(Hey, where was I? Well, they pulled him out. Man, you have no idea how bad I felt. I was just starting to get a good impression, and now it's all gone.)

"Ye galat kiya tune.. Sachme!" Heer stated matter-of-factly and pursed her lips. As she avoided eye contact with Maher, she lazily rifled through the pages of the book.

(It really was your fault)

"Hainaa.. Pata hai, sir mujhse bol ne lage, 'Beta aise bhi kya paap kiya tha maine?' Shitt! usi pe mera dil phatke choor hua" Maher held her heart, her brows furrowed as she wore a haunting expression. She breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling, attempting to convey the seriousness of her words. Kashvi's eyes widened as she tried to make sense in her words. Meanwhile, Dia and Heer leaned forward..

(I know right? And also he said, 'what did I even do?' Shitt! There my heart shattered)

"Araam se! kahi chubne na lage" Heer muttered in a scary voice whispering. She placed her palm on Maher's palm and patted it to calm her down.