Mikrokosmos

Chapter 2

He probably just saw the screen you know my sister reminds twirling her bowl of noodles. Besides he's never called you that before has he? That's true he hadn't I think to myself but out aloud I'm not so confident I just don't want him to stop me from teaching my classes what the heck am I suppose to tell the children, oh Professor Khan got caught and that's why the rest of the class for the semester has been canceled?! I'm holding the same bite of noodles between my chopsticks since we started this conversation too anxious to eat any further till I resolve the situation. It's these late night convos that I absolutely love with my younger sister. She lies on the bottom bunk while I have the top even though I'm the older sister Amy insisted I take the top bunk because she was more likely to fall off the bed than I was. We usually end our days just catching up and discussing our day. Amy works as a music composer and although we're only 2 years apart she is hands down my best friend in the whole world. She doesn't say anything to soothe my anxious thoughts as I hear the slurps of the noodles. It's Saturday, meaning I had Sunday to also stress about this. "I don't know just wait till Monday and see if he's acting different again" she says easily, finding another bite. I'm lost in thought again as I agree half heartedly to her suggestion it's what I'll have to do I guess. I know Amy's job can be stressful too. I always admire how much passion and control she listens and composes her songs with. I often see her contemplating the same beat or overthinking the melody of a song. I always joked with her about having a magical ear. It's what made her such an excellent composer. We would be sitting together listening to a song and then she would "point" something out from the music making me really focus on that particular sound. There is really no other way to explain this phenomenon except an ear for music and incredible musical talent. It's what made her such an exceptional addition to the music industry. I always believed my siblings had a loving companionship with the arts, we each partake in something close to our hearts. For Amy it was composition, for me it was my singing, dancing and acting skills although I pursued these talents as a hobby not as profession. For my older sister, Maryam it was aesthetics and designing. She was a famous US designer and works with multiple companies internationally. She was currently in Turkey which is why me and Amy were the only ones home. It's just us three. I turn on my side cuddling my pillow further against my chest, flicking all my hair back so it wouldn't get in the way of me sleeping. I finally decide to drift off to sleep when a memory pinches at my slumber. I twist my head to see the clock. Then finally feel my home body relax, good I was able to make it before midnight to bed. Just how I had planned to all along.