The 3G Life

August 30 Thursday 2018

Today morning is just like every day else. I wake up and am quite excited because it is the second day that class has started after vacation. We even include Mohammed sir is in quite a good mood. And maybe I have never been more excited to get back to class ever in my entire life.

"Yesterday, sir wasn't late. But today?" says Aadil.

"You know he had just recently become a father," I reply.

"But he has to remain punctual."

"Why are you being so restless today?"

"I am not being restless. I just want to study properly."

Okay. Aadil is in quite a strange mood. I have never seen him being like this. Why is he so eager to study today? Or is something else bothering him? He is not even making direct eye contact with me. Aadil seems quite pissed off. Has sir done something? Or someone else?

He cannot sit any longer and goes out of the doors. I hear him asking Uncle Sahib to give him a cup of coffee. He is again being suicidal. Maybe I shall kill him myself and be done with it. Why is he acting so desperate? I cannot just put my fingers on it.

"Hey. How are you today?" Hadi greets me.

"Yeah, I am fine. How are you?"

"I am fine too. Just a bit stressed about study."

"You are the best student in this class."

"Was. But now you had become a competition."

From the corner of my eyes I see Aadil is eyeing Hadi in quite an angry way. Something is definitely wrong between them. Even Hadi sits down quietly and does not look at him again. I feel really weird and have the urge to do something. But what shall be my next step?

I go outside and stand beside Aadil. He looks at me in a questioning glance. I ask him what is wrong. He just looks away again taking a sharp intake of breath. And now stubbornness brings out my better side. And finally I get out what happened.

The girl named Rifah got Aadil insulted. Mohammed sir compared them and tried to prove that Aadil is no good compared to Rifah. He even told him that he is completely useless. He even told him that he does not know how to dance but Rifah does.

I feel like killing Mohammed sir. A person may not know how to dance, that does not make him

Worthless. Aadil has genuine talent. And that girl Rifah may have just faked it all. She is a born fake and it even proves in her expression. I know what to do about it.

I ask Aadil to calm down and ask him what happened between Hadi and him. But he will not say a word about it. I have a thin suspicion that maybe it is regarding me. I know that Hadi has started developing feelings for me. I just do not think it is increasing at a fast rate.

"Look Aadil. Don't let anyone come between your friendships," I say.

"It is not about anyone, okay," Aadil replies.

"Okay. But you are going to tell me if it is."

"Maybe something should be kept a secret forever."

"If that is the way you want it."

Mohammed sir enters and asks us to come in. I clench my teeth and am ready for a fight. I stomp up to my seat. Take out my book and stamp it on the table with a loud noise. Mohammed sir seems to notice it and I think I have won the first round.

"Something wrong today with you Amber?" asks Mohammed sir.

"Well..... Maybe sir. People are not always the same, are they?"

"I can't get what you are trying to say."

"I know how to dance."

"That is perfect. But why are you telling me this."

So our debate starts and at first I talk in riddles. I cannot just give it away. That will completely sabotage the whole fun. Slowly Mohammed sir starts to get what I am trying to say. Soon he accepts that he did wrong and apologizes.

When class ends, Aadil takes me down the stairs. He thanks me for what I did and appreciates my stunt. Wow. Aadil is impressed. Maybe I shall pull stunt of this sort more frequently. He says goodbye to me and happily walks out the gate.

I continue to stare at him for a little longer. Some of my classmates pass by and smile looking at me. I know what they are thinking. I return them with a victorious smile and they too walk away. So the whole school is going to know that Amber can talk to boys.

I see Hadi come down. I ask him if he has any class today. He says that he has English class in a while. I smile and he lingers for a bit. Maybe he wants to say something but thinks better of it. He just walks away to the second staircase.

I walk out of the doors and cross the street. Things are getting a bit complicated. I have to know what Hadi has told Aadil and I have to tell Aadil what I think about him. Gosh, why is this

So complicated? But again, it is 3G, life hereis complicated.