CHAPTER 8: Library Scene

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"Don't let the behaviour of others, destroy your inner peace."

Recap:

"I'm going to library. Wanna join me?" She asked smirking at him. She knew he hated silent places but still she asked him as a friend. Ibrahim told her once that he hates library just because of that creepy silence there. She was unaware of the secret behind it.

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"Umm....are you hungry Hoori?" He asked expectantly.

"A bit! Why?" She asked, raising a brow. She knew he was trying to make an excuse.

"So, I'll go to cafeteria and bring something for you to eat." He said and was about to go, but she grabbed his arm to stop him. His arm was big in her small hands.

"Wait! Ibrahim, you can't bring food in library. It's not allowed. Librarian will throw you out." Huria said, and she didn't realise that her hand was still grasping his arm. When realisation hit her, she quickly dropped her hand. His eyes followed her movement and turned dark.

"Hoori, don't worry librarian won't throw me out, I know how to dodge her." He winked at her.

"Ibrahim, wait!" He didn't listen and went from there.

She was rooted to her spot still looking for him to come but he was long gone. She sighed and went to library. A place which she was so fond of.

She didn't know what to read, she was looking at the book covers. None was fascinating. Yeah, she judged book by its cover but lately she learned her lesson, not to judge books by its cover but by its description.  She asked librarian to tell her some books that could gain her interest. She shoved Huria to the left corner telling her that she would find those books on the upper shelve.

She went their lazily and looked at the upper shelve. It was pretty much high, she didn't know how would she reach there. She jumped and was hoping that she could catch some books, but couldn't. She tried again and again but couldn't catch one. She tried once again but failed miserably and at the fourth attempt she grabbed two books.

"Ow...Ow...Ow!" Three books fell on her head with a thud. She put her one hand above her head. The back of her head hurts. She rubbed her head and bent down to pick those books.

Two books were lying on the floor showing their front cover and they seemed interesting, but the third book whose back side was facing her caught her attention. That cover was a dark shade of black. She turned it to see its front and was mesmerised by its dark theme. She sat on a floor and back against shelve. The book had a name written 'PHILOPHOBIA' interesting.

She opened the book to read its description. It was pretty short, but it dragged her to read further. The author might had pretty much information to write about this topic. 'Fear of falling in love or emotional attachment. The risk is usually when a person has confronted any emotional turmoil relating to love in the past but also can be chronic phobia. This affects the quality of life and pushes a person away from commitment.'

She start reading the book and the protagonist were "Irtiza and Sataish" so unique name. Irtiza was so handsome, she described his personality and character perfectly. She could  really picture him in her mind. The writer of this book is so talented and she knows how to play with words, mind and soul. Huria got lost in her words. Her heart beats at those mesmerising words. She read only six pages and she forgot her surroundings.

She could hear murmurings of the people passing by, but she didn't care. When a book is in her hand, she couldn't be bothered by anyone. She loved to lose herself and the feeling of getting lost in books was mesmerising. People in the world drink alcohol for getting lost whereas Huria read books.

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