DELUSION

Chapter 2 Junaid's Story

"My name is Junaid Mirza. I completed my high school from St. Anne's Convent School. I opted for this course because I have this peculiar habit of designing and sketching buildings. During my childhood, I used to play with the blocks to make buildings. I don't know how but since childhood only designing and construction always stirred up my passions. I always believe in construction whether a building or something good in life." With this I was about to end my long-thought speech but the lecturer asked me "Do you have any other passion besides this?" The lecturer was being pokey.

"Ahh... sometimes I like scribbling my emotions in my diary though I won't call it a passion."

"Poetry?" asked the lecturer.

"Not exactly! Poetry is something divine and my scribbling is not even close to it."

"Hmm... good." muttered the lecturer.

The lecturer finally looked satisfied with my bit of introduction. He is kind of poking everyone in the class. It's strange he wanted everyone to tell something new about themselves rather than the regular my name is ____, I'm from _____, I opted for this course because ____. He wanted us to give a real reason for opting architecture not the regular ones. Well! Quite good. At least in college we can open up our hearts and give reasons for our choices whether foolish or rational.

I didn't expect so many students will enroll for architecture. Around 35-40 students were there on the first day only. I guess the number will increase later also.

"Junaid!!" called Murad who was sitting beside me.

"What?" I asked.

"Let's go out and explore the college in fact the GIRLS." He giggled.

"But we have a lecture." I added.

"Come on Juno! This is college not school. We can do whatever we want and go wherever we want to." Insisted Murad.

I guess he is right. College means freedom and we should give it a shot.

"Ok let's go then before the lecturer comes." I agreed.

"Let's go." Said Murad elated.

As we were coming out of the classroom, I saw Mehmat, Murad's friend coming towards us. They got engaged in a conversation and the notice board outside caught my attention. It was displaying various things like audition dates of societies, time tables, snaps of competitions, various articles and other stuff. As I was going through the audition dates I heard a voice.

"Hey Asmara ! look here."

And I turned around to see the face behind the voice. The girl had a caramel complexion and her hair tied in a bun. My glancing was cut short when Murad called me out.

"Junaid! Let's go to canteen."

"ohk! Coming" .... And I left the place.

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We reached canteen and it was quite spacious. It was painted red and white and well furnished as well as ventilated. The canteen was smelling of tasty food. There were different sections for different cuisines. We quickly grabbed a seat and started scanning the menu. We were damn hungry! After deciding, I went to the counter.

"Two burgers and one club sandwich."

"130 sir." Said the man at the counter.

As I turned back, I saw her again standing right behind me. She was checking out the menu board. Now I had the chance to see her. She was wearing a green top paired with jeans. Although she had a warm complexion, still a pale blush was visible on her cheeks. She was cute. And she caught me staring!!!