Karishma woke up the next morning with one thought.
Did she reply?
The memory of last evening's madness with Mishri and Santu was still fresh — the laughter, the teasing, the way Mishri dramatically hit "send" on her behalf. And now, she was paying the price for it, staring at her phone screen with mild panic.
She opened WhatsApp.
1 unread message.
Haseena Ma'am.
Her heart stuttered for a moment. She tapped it.
Good evening, Karishma. You're welcome. Glad I was there to help. 🙂
Also, if you have any confusion about the project or anything else, feel free to reach out.
Simple. Polite. But warm.
Karishma stared at the smiley for longer than necessary.
Just then, her door flung open without warning.
"TOH KYA LIKHA MA'AM NE?" Mishri yelled, already halfway across the room with Santu trotting behind her like an overexcited puppy.
"I hate both of you," Karishma muttered, shielding her phone like a dragon hoarding gold.
Santu made a grab for it. "Thoda dikhade! At least tell us — emoji bheja kya?!"
Karishma, despite herself, smiled. "Yes. Ek smiley tha."
"Bas itna?!" Santu pouted. "Main hoti toh ek 'take care' bhi nikal leti."
"Tum hoti toh Ma'am apna phone tod deti," Mishri laughed.
Karishma stretched on her bed, holding the phone against her chest. "She said I can reach out... for project stuff."
Mishri raised a brow. "That's teacher code for: you can talk to me anytime."
Santu nodded seriously. "Jaise jab tu class mein answer karti hai, Ma'am ka tone soft ho jaata hai. Maine notice kiya hai."
Karishma flushed slightly. "Tum log overanalyse karte ho."
Mishri grinned. "Hum toh supportive best friends hain. And now that you've broken the ice, next step — casually message her about something non-academic."
Santu gasped again. "Like weather! Ya... koi book recommend karna!"
Karishma groaned, falling back into the pillows. "Tum dono ka dimaag hi kharab hai."
But she didn't delete the chat. Or mute it.
She didn't stop rereading that one line either:
"Glad I was there to help."
And miles away, in her tidy, book-filled apartment, Haseena Malik glanced at her phone once more before setting it aside — her lips curved in a way they rarely did.
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Kuch Toh Hai
Fiksi Ilmiahstory is about two souls completely opposite each other ... our own Haseena malik and Karishma Singh who meet each other in college and there Love yatra stars from there
