Over-looked Love

CHAPTER-13

I woke up , got dressed and bought  a small cake from a bakery which was on our way to school . Propitiously I wasn't late nor Esha and Amina . Amy had come in her regular uniform and had worn light make up . 

"Happy birthday . " I said hugging her . "We know it's your birthday today and you're dying to throw us a splendid party. So , here we are . Happy birthday Amy . " Esha said sarcastically . 

"Thank you so much and no one is dying to throw a party to you bitch . " she replied kicking Esha . "Now where is my gift ? " she asked with a cunning smile .

Esha handed over her gift which was a faded denim jacket and a white Zara backpack . I gave her the gift . "Wow ! " she said trying on the shades . A few of our classmates gave her some greeting cards .

As we were having our breakfast in the cafeteria , Mustafa entered with a wide smile and pulled me into a tight hug . "It feels so good . " 

He had bought a present for Amy . "I am so sorry brother , but I don't take gifts . " Amy said humbly . "Are it's fine , take it . I am sure you will like it . Khaas Pakistan se mangwaya hai tere liye . (I have ordered it from Pakistan especially for you) Open and see . " he said handing over the packet .  

Amy murmured a thank you as she unwrapped the packet . A bright red and white salwar suit was revealed which had tiny polka dots all over it . It was really pretty . "How do you know I like suits ? " she asked .

"What is Tuba for ? " Muss said smoothing down my hair . I set the small cake on the table , placed few candles and lightened it . "Shoo shoo doggy , start " I ordered Amy handing over the knife . 

"Only on one condition , no singing cause it's not a birthday cake . It's just casually . " she said with her fore finger pointed at us . 

"Now enough of lecture , it isn't a birthday cake OK ? We all are cutting this cake to mourn the loss of your youth , fine ?  " Esha said giving me a high five . 

"Have you really grown wiser this year or are you acting up because it's your birthday today? " I asked Amy . "I am getting hungry , can you please cut the cake . " Mustafa interrupted . She cut the cake and put a small piece of it into our mouths . 

All the celebrations and parties were over . There were more 35 days for the preboards . We started our combined studies again , but this time we weren't serious like before . We chilled more and studied less . The exam fear and tension which was there once had decreased . The days went by and preboards approached . 

"Poora din phone par lagi rehti ho , kuch toh padhliya karo (whole day you will be busy in your phone , study some thing) " mum said as I was chatting with Mustafa . 

Days passed by in a swift and the 1st preboard emerged . 

All the rest of the preboards went good except for social science . The results were announced after a few days and I had flunked in social science , so I had to rewrite the exam . I was grounded at home and my phone was taken away . 

"You will get your phone on the last board . " dad said sternly locking up my phone in his locker . When ever my parents fell asleep I used to creep in and get my phone , use it through out the night and keep it back before they woke up . 

One night , as usual I crept in and took my phone . As I was chatting with Mustafa , suddenly the door opened and my dad entered . "Where is your phone ? " he asked . "My phone ? I don't know . " I stammered hiding the phone under the blanket . My phone started ringing as dad dialed my number from his cell . "Shit ! I hadn't put it on silent mood . "  

He got the phone from me and started checking it . "Who is Mustafa ? " he asked .

Luckily I had deleted our conversations so there wasn't much to read . "He is our head boy and a good friend of mine . "