I twirled myself happily as I muffle my happy scream by putting my hands on my lips,I laughed at the remembrance of what am happy about as I opened my phone to re read for like the 100th time this early morning.Mr Anonymous:Don't let your world revolve around what a man said,a man cannot define you,you are the definition of yourself.
Mr Anonymous:A girl like you?
Mr Anonymous:That made me laugh,you are not a girl but a lady who should be respected,you are a woman who is the head of every person on earth,you are a woman who is going to become a wife,mother,grandmother one day,you are a woman whom Allah Swt told the man kind to take care of.A woman who is the brightness of this world.
Mr Anonymous:Among the ladies too,it is you Hudaya!
This!
This!
This is my favorite one,God! I feel so special right now.
Mr Anonymous:You are just a simple girl who is still not exposed to the world,you are are a lady who tries to maintain herself so that people stay into her life,you are a lady who is scared of doing what she feels like because people will say you have changed,you are a lady who is good at buckling up her emotion,you are a lady who makes people laugh despite being sad,you are a lady who is lost in this world but still healing on your own.
I have never understood myself,this right here is the definition of who I am,the girl I am,the real Hudaya!
Mr Anonymous:You are precious.
I am precious!
Am literally jumping at this y'all,he said am precious.
Good gracious lord,what have I ever done to deserve someone like this guy in my life?
God am out of words.
Kabir H Abbas:0906789.... is my number,call me.
I know,but am just overwhelmed, I cannot even type right now.Gosh!
Am out of words,out of them,am happy like am so happy!
My phone rang and I jumped in fear making the phone fall from my hand, It was an unknown number and I cursed myself under my breath for giving him my number.
My heart was thumping loudly against my chest, I cleared my voice and tried rehearsing how would start the call.
"Hey"
No that won't work maybe "Hello" would do,No........
I should salam.
Or should I just shriek and shout like the crazy girl I am?
But then I have an impression to maintain and I need to calm down.
Just pick the damned call - My brain or whatever it is warned.
I looked at my phone and it has already finished ringing.
Damn!
Am so stupid,seriously I let the phone finish ringing without picking.
Goodness gracious God!
Ya ilahi am so done for.
The phone rang again and I didn't waste time in picking it up............. I regretted it immediately though.
What am I supposed to say?
I need to think,yes am a talkative and that is why I wonder where my voice and stories went to,I need to crack up my brain.
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December(The last month of the year)
General FictionI cannot believe that it is december,the last month of the year.