The Girl With Blue Diary #Wattys2015

Chapter 2 - The Routine Life

Bringing someone out of their thoughts should be a crime. i mean seriously why not? ~Aliyah Ali.

......Aliyah's POV.....

I was wheeling myself towards my locker. It was Thursday and professor Mark's Class was the important thing of the day. I halted in front of the locker. My locker was the last one down the row , the school authorities were kind enough to pity on me and provide me the lowest one. I bend a little and took out the books and things i will be needing for today. i was different from other girls physically yes and also mentally.

As i was busy in my own world of weird thoughts.

There was a loud hysterical laugh that brought me back to the reality. I was early morning bird. when i came in this corridor there were no sign of students except a few and now the corridor was slowly filled with bunch of students. I Turned to see whoever it was , has not done a good thing. I think bringing someone out of their thoughts should be a crime. i mean seriously why not?

As i turned my head towards my right. I saw a bunch of boys, No let me correct , more particularly 'The Elite Boys.' The elite group of boys were kids of rich parents. They come to school to play and flirt with girls rather than learning. Most of them were non Muslims and one boy named Aariz was the Muslim boy. As i looked at them , my eyes met with Aariz and i soon averted my gaze. I never really talked with any of them. Actually i never really talked with most of the students of this school.

The reason , is , most of them give pity looks and others ignore as they have nothing to do with me and nevertheless they are true. They have their life to enjoy and not be kind to me. The first category students are the ones i hate. I don't like anyone to pity me. I am happy the way i am. I am happy because Allah wants me this way. And that was the only thing that gave me satisfaction.

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Zynah Siddiqua, My only best friend, was sitting in her usual place and beside her was an empty space for me and my buddy (That is wheelchair). she was the real nerd i tell you. Her hijab lazily tied around her round face, with sharp features. her eyes were deep brown , wearing glasses. she sat slightly bend over the books , pen in her hand and scribbling something in the book. As i wheeled , it made a screeching sound that made her look above from the books. and we smiled. She was not only beautiful physically but also she was beauty from heart. she sprang up from her place and rushed towards me and took my bag from my lap.

"Asalamualaikumm...." She said emphasising the 'mmm' in salaam. i reached my usual place.

"Walaikumsalam book bug " i said sticking out my tongue.

"Well.. its not book bug Aliyah. its book worm" she said pushing her specs a little with her finger and trying to resist her smile.

"Oh god! i forgot that you are walking dictionary " i said with a chuckle.

"Well.. not a bad compliment" she said making a face and busted into laugh.

I joined her. and we soon began gossiping about our favourite TV show "Zindagi gulzar hai" .

"I am loving it more day by day.. God! her Attitude." said zynah devouring.

"Exactly.. Her attitude is the reason Fawad fell for him" i said making a point.

"Zarooooonn.. i really adore him" she said dreamily. n i could see her blush. zaroon was the characters name of Fawad Ali khan in ZGH (Zindagi gulzar hai)

"OK.. miss zynah come back to world. You are not allowed to adore such stuff in Islam" i said with a plain face.

"Yeah.. i know.. but you know right, these hormones..... Crap.! u know what we have science exam this week" said zynah