Little did I know

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'What was meant for you will never miss you, and what missed you was never meant for you'

Author's note::
In this chapter everything in italics is zeba's pov and the rest is zeenath's book..... Enjoy!!
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Zeenath's book:

Memory 1

I used to study at a women's Christian college in Chennai, and used to live in their hostel, where everything was prohibited! We could not go out after 5:30, no eid holidays, we could only call our parents twice in a week.  We were to study for 3 hours which were called 'the study hours' and no one could sleep after 9 am in the morning, even on Sundays! But ,Alhumdulillah that extremely strict hostel had made me quite disciplined.

It was a Saturday, if I remember correctly, the day I had got a glimpse of your dad.

I was walking in the hostel varandah
( a lobby kind of place), I was studying. Though our study hours were over, I had a habit of staying up late to study. There were some people, but far away from me chattering away completely unmindful of how high their voices reached. With my head buried in my textbook I didn't realize I had gone quite far away, from all the chatter, it was quiet so i didnt mind much.

When suddenly, I just glanced up from my book, I felt as if some obstacle was blocking my way.

A figure drapped in a black cloth stood in front of me, my eyes widened, i didn't feel scared, but i felt extremely curious to know who it was! That figure was thin and looked confused, i could only see the eyes. They had a mezmorizing brownish color, while the other half of the face was covered with the black shawl, i realized it was man!

All of a sudden i got conscious, it was a man! I turned around to call for help or at least do something, but I saw no one around.

When I turned back to unveil this person myself to get him kicked out, he had dissappeared!! Sweat trickled down at the back of my neck that got absorbed by the scarf i was wearing.

A minute later, at a distance I heard a lot of noise it was that of many people talking at the same time. I followed the noise, many girls were gathered there, a girl had fainted and people were trying to wake her up. The warden reached the small circle of people around the unconscious girl, with the same enquiring look that replicated the one on my face. Everyone became quiet, waiting for what the warden, Sister Catherine had to say. She just shook her head. The girl, who had then gained consciousness when water had been splashed on her face, looked pale and said in a timid voice, "I saw a ghost! A black figure was there, that swiftly passed by me!", her voice like a whisper while uttering those last few words!

I went to stand at the balcony away from all the noise, I didnt want to mention about the eyes of the man I had seen. I suspected it would be some student from the nearby colleges or could even be thief but definitely not a ghost!

The whole hostel had lost its decorum,  and everybody felt unsafe.  One of my friend's brother had come to take her home, worried of this new change of circumstance, who studied in the college nearby having received the message probably through some watch men.

Despite all the chaos, the girls of my hostel had not left the weird habit of theirs; ogling at every visitor(mostly male) who visited our feminine hostel. All the girls had rushed to the balcony to catch a glimpse of our over welcomed guest while almost knocking me over. I didn't want to look at the boy at the gate, but the booming noise of the latest motor bike had directed my eyes unwillingly at that stranger! He wore a red jacket and a red t-shirt with a black  pant that had a golden chain hanging from the side of his pocket, had cooling glasses on and looked exactly like those actors who would come for interviews on television.

And the chapter ended
I  looked down at the end of the page and it was written

"  little did I know that that day I had  seen my Romeo♥"

Zeba pov:

'Wow! '  This was the only word that could sum up this entire chapter.
But....... wait! Which guy is abba?  The red jacket guy or the other one???
I sat there  quite puzzled.

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