Bowled Over By The Broken

Chapter 20: You'll Never Know

25th March, 2017

Don't even ask me how I'm updating so early when in fact I have my study break going on and my exams start in two days :o Nonetheless, someone benefits out of my study break. Enjoy yet another surprise update, dear readers ;) :*

Allah says: "Whether you hide your words or make them known, He certainly has full knowledge of what is in the hearts. Should He who created not know, and He is the Subtle, the Aware?" 

[Sûrah al-Mulk: 13-14] 

Chapter 20:

You'll Never Know

As Shamaaz rode to the restaurant that evening, a cigarette in his hand, he had a number of things on his mind. Come to think of it, deep down, he knew Mariam and him had no future together. He liked her, yes, but he most definitely hadn't been in love with her.

But he was willing to give it a chance, to try to get this to a serious level. When he bought her the promise ring, he knew they had a long long way to go, but he wanted to stay positive about it.

However, he was tongue tied by the events that followed the evening. Hypocritical of him, but he did not feel an ounce of remorse over the fact that the girl he was hoping to have a future with had dumped him. 

She never deserved him, alright.

Three months was still too short a time to feel so strongly for a person, but what hit him straight in the heart was the words she used, attempting to sow seeds of self doubt.

For a guy like him who exhibited an aura of confidence, while he threw it at her face like he didn't care, he was furious by her statements. Cricket was a very sensitive topic to him, it was a dream older than a decade, a prayer from the deepest chambers of his heart and a hope that hadn't dwindled despite circumstances.

And she had the audacity to try to crush it with those expensive shoes of hers.

In hindsight though, maybe he deserved it. While she proposed to him thinking he was famous and stinking rich, he accepted because she was beautiful and hot.

She broke off the relationship because he couldn't satisfy her materialistic needs, and it taught him the lesson that beauty wasn't everything.

Because during their last conversation, he had found her anything but beautiful. Her dark personality overpowered her features, making her nothing but ugly in his sight.

So much for looks!

Even now, he hardly cared that she was getting married. Had she told him nicely, he would have laughed it off and they could still remain friends. But her approach was downright rude and unacceptable.

As he parked the bike in the parking and headed in, he cleared his head of her thoughts. This was it. He wasn't going to waste his thoughts over that fickle personality.

She was out of his life now and that was that.

"Shamaaz!"

His lips morphing into a smile, he opened his arms wide as Natasha rushed to him and engulfed him in a hug.

"It's been so long," she sighed, breaking off as she took hold of his arm and guided him to the table of six.

"How was Spain?" Shamaaz questioned. Smacking her cheek, he continued, "What the heck, you finally started dating Rohit?"

And his sentence was punctuated by kicking the said Rohit under the table.

In reply, he earned a punch from Natasha as she said, "It took him long enough to propose."