One Heart. Two Souls

29- An Even Bigger Surprise

In the late afternoon after Hussain left, I sat down and studied for my mid-term exams which were fast approaching in about a week.

While revising through opportunity costs and trade offs, my mind suddenly diverted towards Hussain. Ah ! Opportunity costs. Hussain? Or my dreams of being a successful businesswoman? If I choose Hussain, then my dreams will become my opportunity cost and if vice versa, Hussain will become my opportunity cost, which is what I never want to happen. I love him and I never want to lose him. I'd either have both my dreams and Hussain or if, God forbid, I had to choose one, it'll always be him.

My phone rings violently, breaking me out of my thoughts. Ah, yaad kiya aur haazir.

I pick up. "Bari lambi umar hai aapki. Abhi aapko hi yaad kar rahi thi."

"Acha? Hmm, no wonder." He says as he fakes a hiccup or two on the phone, making me laugh. This guy, kasmey.

"Pagal larka." I giggle.

"Pagal larki ki company mein rahoonga to aisa hi ban jaaounga na." He chuckles.

"Ahaan ! Kiyun phone kiya? Koi khaas plans hain kia?" I say.

"Nahi, bas yun hi............ Just kidding. I called you to get ready, I'm reaching in 5. Plus, just dress casual. Baaqi ki story baad mein." He says through the phone in a tone that aroused a lot of curiosity in me.

"Why such short notice? Ab paanch minute mein kaise tayyaar hongi mein."

"Abbay, bas kapray hi to pehnne hain. Makeup mat thopo na." He giggles.

"Hahaha nahi thopti makeup, magar phir bhi time lagta hai." I argue.

"Acha jo bhi. Mein bas pohanchne waala hun. Bye."

"Bye." I smile as I hang up and scream like a little girl.

"This is going to be the best day of my life !!" I yell.

I quickly jump to my wardrobe and pull out all the tops and bottoms I had. After rambling for a few minutes over having nothing to wear, I finally decide on a pretty black half sleeved shirt which had a large multi colored and sequined flower across the center. I paired it with an extremely light and flowy chiffon skirt which had a colorful tribal pattern on it and a large leg cut on the side. Of course, I wore black tights underneath. Itni besharmi achi nahi hoti.

I open up my hair which were tied up and they fall to my sides in loose waves. Rare good hair days like these make life beautiful. Okay, exaggerated much?

I wear my cute black sandals and grab a gray tote purse. Aah, perfect summer look. I smiled to myself and there's a knock on the door.

"Aajao." I know it's Hussain so I just call him in.

"Ah!" He grunts as he enters my room with a fairly large box aka gift box.

"Iss mein kia hai?" I ask, acting like I don't know.

"A few things I picked out for you. Though I don't even know if you'll like them." He says, pressing his lips.

I smile and put my arms around his neck. "You know I'll love them, just because you got them for me." I say, stressing the word 'you'.

"I sure hope you do. Ab chalein?" He smiles and I pull away and nod.

We walk out the dorms and into his car. A few minutes into the car ride, I break the silence.

"So, you asked me but I never asked you how you felt when you got into this relationship."

He chuckles a little and then replies. "Kia bataaoun tumhein. Dil chura ke le gayi mera tum to."