DELUSION

chapter-4 Almas's story

I tried calling her back but she  was really angry. So she didn't pick the call. I texted her. She didn't reply. I don't know what I did to make her so angry. I just asked her to stop talking about that guy. Actually stupid idiot guy who made us fight. I already hate him.
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"No mom! I don't want to eat. I'll have something in college" I said to mom,slammed the door behind me, and headed out for college. As I was going to the bus stand I saw the bus leaving the stand. I rushed but in vain. Damn! This day couldn't be more bad. I missed the damn bus. I'll have to take a taxi. It'll really take a toll on my pocket money.
"Taxi!" I shouted and after missing two, a taxi finally stopped.
"Bestwood university" I said to the driver and jumped in the car.
In twenty minutes I reached my college. Gosh! My hard collected pocket money got spent in vain.
We middle-class people, these luxuries are not for us. We have to work hard like a donkey to achieve those things which the upper class people can get very easily. I only know how muchhh! I worked hard for getting admission in this college whereas Asmara easily got admission through her money. Either you have to work hard or you have to have a large money to survive in this world.
After a bit of walking I reached the corridor of my floor but I was halted by a group of people.
"Fresher?" a pale faced brown head asked me.
"Yeah!why?" I asked nervously.
"Nothing as such. We have some fresher rituals" one girl replied who was having a dangerous evil expression on her face.
I was sweating. This is the thing I hate and fear the most-PEOPLE.
"Wh-what kind of rituals" I asked stammering.
"Come with us. You will know" said the pale faced again.
The color of my face dropped. I wasn't able to think. I was like sweating and freezing both at the same time.
They took me to the canteen where I yesterday had my lunch.
"Stand here" said that girl pointing towards the middle of the canteen.
"Come on! girl" said another boy from that group.
They almost pushed me towards the centre of the canteen.
I was so terrified. I was drenched in sweat. My hands ice cold. I was flushing. I just wanted to runaway. Tears got filled in my eyes. At any moment I would start crying. But I didn't want that.
I was.......
"Okay! So, the rituals is that you have to introduce yourself then you have to sing or dance" said that evil looking girl.
Dancing? Or singing? I have never in my life even thought once about these two activities.
Everyone stared teasing me."Look at her! how she is sweating" said one. "She looks red like a tomato" said another. There was so much noise and so many people I wasn't able to even think.
"Freshers!-Freshers!" cries the whole crowd.
"Come on be quick" we don't have the whole day to spend on you" said the pale face angrily.
"Al-Almas" I said with my head bowed down.
"We didn't hear you" said someone from the crowd. "Be louder"
"I'm Almas" I said a bit louder.
"Full name" said the evil girl.
"Almas....."
"Just look at her sweating like a pig" said some guy.
Sweat drop was decorated like a crown on my forehead and tears finally rolled down my cheeks.
"Aww! Cry baby!" said the crowd and they all bursted in laughing.
This was my biggest fear in life. I hated being the laughing stock. I felt like why the hell I came in between these people who don't know how to respect a person.

"leave her guys! Enough!  She is crying ! For god sake guys! Spare her now" I heard some one saying these words.
"you stay away from it Adeel" said the evil looking girl.
"Adeel" I heard his name.
I raised my head to see him.
"look guys! Fresher rituals are fine but you can't make someone so uncomfortable and make fun of them like this. Everything looks good in a limit"
"there is no harm in it we are doing it for just fun" said the pale faced

"fun? Really? At someone's respect's cost? Are you guys crazy or what? Who gave you the right to do so? " said Adeel

"You please leave. I am sorry for the trouble. Are you fine?" asked Adeel
I just looked at his deep green and left the place.