18 . Going Crazy

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Hamza's pov:

" Did she really blush when I commented her name sweet ?" I questioned myself for the hundredth time since yesterday . I couldn't get over the events of yesterday . Hayat was my last thought in the night and my first thought in the morning and I want it to remain it that way without any change . I want her to be my constant .

" She was asking me my name , what does that mean? Was she eager to know about me , the same way I am about her . She is taking a step , a first step . I was happy to feel that . Or did she ask me my name to make me not feel awkard , as I was the only one talking all that time or Did she ask my name out of courtesy." Okayyy fine I am overthinking now...

She just asked me my name , every one does that when they meet a new person for the first time . What's the issue in that. I should stop assuming things .
All these thoughts made me go crazy .

I should focus on doing something for a living coz I am not living in a fictional romantic world where Hayat's smile alone can be a basic necessity for my living. Those things are possible only in movies and books .

" May be I can start a small business here with the money I have in my bank account . Later I can develop it based on the profit . I have done it before , so I can do it again ". I was motivating myself .

As a first step , I bought some plain silk and synthetic clothes . I also bought some laces , ribbons , glitters, buttons and all those things . They make the dress more beautiful like how Hayat's long curly eyelashes make her eyes more beautiful .
" Why am I not able to stop thinking about her . " there is no use of questioning myself coz I know the answer , which is not in my favour .

I designed a few dresses and started my new business . After I complete some more , I must go out and get myself some customers . I must begin it as wholesale I must go to every shop nearby and show my work . If it's successful , then I can work based on their orders .
It means I can have a permanent job and settle here with my Hayat. That's what my motivation is .

Hayat's pov:

I couldn't get over yesterday's events. " Was he really waiting for me since morning " . I know it's true , but I don't know why does he have to do it . Does a person spend all their time to tell a small thank you . I was confused .

I shouldn't think about a stranger this much . Knowing his name doesn't mean that he is not a stranger anymore . " He's just a known stranger " . " Hayat , One can be a known person or a random stranger . The term known stranger doesn't make any sense " I am really going mad . Let's blame it on hamza or better on my stupid hormones.

I quickly got ready , maybe I may not drown in his thoughts , if I am surrounded by work . I left a note in the fridge for rafan to know that I left early for work today . Today was a  day of hustle and bustle .

I was really into work , that I never thought of Hamza the whole day .0
One shouldn't deny the fact that your passion makes you forget everything ....
Maybe one day love can make me forget everything...

As I was heading back home , I felt like someone was stalking me . I looked around , but I could spot none .
The roads were empty except for a few who stood by the pavement . But I was feeling uncomfortable .

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