We Tie Until We Die

15|Kabhi Jo Badal Barse

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Eeman's POV

"Come on cloud some pour some rain on us" I said standing at my favourite place; terrace looking at the grey cloudy sky. It was about to rain.

I was getting hella bore, It was Sunday or koi apni neend puri kr rah ha, koi cooking practice kr raha hai or koi parh raha hai.

Hina was searching about some tricks to tackle a spy teacher. I didn't understand why she was taking all this so seriously.

"Harib baarish ku nhi ho rahi" I asked the boring person standing beside me, busy on stupid phone. "Allah jane" he replied.

"Ek shair arz kia hai" Harib said excitedly. I sighed heavily "kahio?" Not again.

"Sameit kr aj apni zulfon ko
Isne baarish multavi kr di"

I looked at him with wide open eyes. "From where you get these third class poetry " I asked looking at him suspiciously. "Facebook" he replied with a cheesy grin. I rolled my eyes at him.

And it started raining finally. "Amm I'm too sleepy so I should go" I gave him a straight look. "Don't.you.dare.to.move" I said and he nodded.

Huh

"Zaeema we are going for eating ice cream hurry up" i said to a sleepy figure. "Zaeema" I yelled in her ear. "Get lost Eeman if you don't want me to eat you" Zaeema said in sleepy voice. "Bad me shikayat na krna mere leye nhi laye'"

I grabbed my jacket and ran outside. We both came out. We started walking on the footpath, didn't take umbrella as it was not raining heavily. The roads were almost empty.

Rain drops were hitting my skin making me fell fresh. Why Rain is so attractive. Its like it is giving you the message of peace. I find peace in the rain. The smell of wet can change your mood. I closed my eyes and kept on walking. The water droplets fall like they simply cannot think of anything better to do.

"What are you thinking " Harib asked. "Shh, suno Harib ye baarish tmse kia keh rhi ha " I said opening my eyes. We were stopped near a tree and harib closed his eyes as I said.

His hair was wet and falling on his forehead making him look more cute, cute?. Rain drops was hitting his eyes making him hard to close them but still he did opened.

Sometimes I wonder, jo me kehti hon ye wo ku krta hai

I raised my eyebrow asking him as he opened his eyes. "Amm, jo language baarish bol rhi thi wo mujhy nhi ati ha" I laughed at his lame excuse.

"Wese baarish teez hone wali hai jaldi chalty han" he said as it started raining heavily. "Chalo race lagate hann' I told him my marvellous idea. He agreed and we start running chuckling and giggling, dodging each other.

We both stopped as it was not possible to run in heavy rain, also we were out of breath. I gathered some droplets of rain in my palm and threw them towards his wet face. He jumped as he was not expecting this move I chuckled. "Heart fail karo gi kia larki" he asked with horrified expression.

Drame khatam han is pe

"Bas itne se me dar gaye, larky ho k nhi? I asked folding my arms. "Koi shaq hai" he said smirking. " nhi yaqeen hai jis tarha tm dar rhy ho" I said. We were standing under a shade and we both were drenched in water. Thank god I was wearing jacket. Suddenly I heard a loud voice of sneeze. I looked at Harib. He sneezed again. "You stay here I'll go and get a ice cream for you" he rubbing his pink nose.