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Ch 7: Water Balloons and Memories

Hey! So, I asked on Instagram and Facebook for suggestions as I wanted to change Madiha. I just couldn't imagine Sohai as Madiha in the future scene Even though I love her :(

Thanks to Chellemichelle who suggested Drashti Dhami. So, with a new cover and new Madiha, here is a new chapter <3

Oh and! The young version of Drashti LOL... Now she had turned into an Aunty /.\

Anyway,

HappyReading

 
 
~~~HUSSAIN'S POV~~~

 
 
I turned and changed my position while waiting for the alarm to finally beep at seven thirty. I woke up half an hour ago but, what is the point of getting up before time? Neend poori honi chahiye, bas.

My phone finally lit to life and the soft music blasted through its speakers. I yawned and sighed before getting out of the bed. Giving my muscles a good stretch, I drank a glass of water and headed outside. The warm morning sun greeted me along with the cackles coming from every corner of the open field. All the students ran here and there; some were playing around and some were running for their turn to take a shower.

"Dekho lage na kisi ko!" came Madiha's voice as she walked across the wooden deck. Of course, miss. Forever-Serious.

For past two days, all she has been doing is telling the kids to play carefully. First she uses the word 'play' and Then she wants them to be careful. Maine toh aaj tak care nahi ki. Yeh toh fir bhi bache hein.

"Morning Hussain," Nabeel sir tapped on my shoulder and I looked away from Madiha. "Morning sir," I greeted him with a smile.

"Take a shower and come for breakfast. I am going to call all the kids now," he said and walked away. I nodded to myself and went inside my room to collect my belonging. After a short cold shower, I headed to the dining room.

Five rows of four tables each were arranged in the large hall. The table where the buffet was displayed was already covered with kids. I chuckled, shaking my head at how loud this room was and how excited these kids sounded.

Today, another group is going to leave for the river side camping while another one will come back. Our group will be leaving tomorrow.

"Good morning teacher Ji!" I smiled at Madiha as I went over and took my seat on the teacher's table.

"Late again, Hussain," she chuckled in return. Yeah, I am never on time in this room. Always the last one to enter.

Nabeel sir came back to our table and sat down with his plate. Madiha shifted her attention to him, "Nebeel sir, the other group will be back by twelve and we will have lunch together at one. So, You will be leaving around two- two thirty."

"Yeah Madiha, I remember that. It's your third time reminding me," nabeel sir sighed, looking at her.

Everything according to the time, I thought and I kept staring at her until she looked at me again.

"Tum pichley janam main zaroor wall clock rahi hogi," I blurted absentmindedly and Madiha shot me a glare. Oops.

"But still sir, to reach before 4, you need to-"

Nabeel sir silenced her by keeping his hand on her. He chuckled, "we are here on a holiday so just take a break, yeah?"

Madiha pulled her hand away hesitantly and I frowned as she got up. "Wrist watch. It's classier," she winked at me and walked off.