Chapter 3
Aisha's class was on the third floor. Aisha was counting the number of steps as she was climbing them. On the other hand Shruthi was animatedly describing how a cute looking guy proposed her on suicide point in Ooty. Aisha wasn't interested in her proposal stories. She found them lame. The only thought that came to her mind when she heard Shruthi's description was "How can a person plan his life on a suicide point which is meant to end life??". It made no sense to her. The steps count was 24 as she reached the first floor. "Bhagwaan ji there are 24 steps for the first floor which meant there are 72 steps on the whole. I so wish some one would lift me in his arms and take me to my class" Aisha said a little loudly than usual.
What happened next was a minor surprise and a major shock to Aisha. All of a sudden she felt as if her legs were in the air. She thought she was flying. The very next second she realized that some one actually lifted her in the air. She was shocked and surprised to find herself in a guy's arms. "Bhagwaan ji ne seriously le liya" she chuckled. "What did you just say?" the guy asked Aisha. "Arey I was talking with Bhagwaan ji. He's my best friend. By the way who gave you permission to lift me?" (I should get more serious. Aisha get a little seriousness in your voice. One more try) Aisha murmured. She then retorted "Oye hello am asking you. Who the hell gave you the permission to pick me up? How dare you do this?" Aisha tried reading the guy's expressions. She noticed that the guy had sweat beads on his forehead, his eyes had a shade of brown (expressive eyes she thought), she couldn't stop herself from noticing the dimples that were as cute as his smile. "My oh my.. You actually look cute" she spoke louder than she assumed. "What" the guy with the expressive eyes replied.
"Umm ..nothing " she fumbled. "Hey.. you.. drop me down. How dare you lift me without my permission" Aisha tried her best to sound angry. The guy drops her down and starts to walk away. "How dare you walk off without answering me?" Aisha screams at the guy. The guy turns towards Aisha and replies "Would you be fine if I picked you up after taking your permission?" Aisha was puzzled by his reply. Nevertheless Aisha mustered courage and said "Am Aisha and you are?" The guy replied "Am an angel whom your Bhagwaan ji sent" with a smile. "Crazy" Aisha screamed. Aisha didn't get upset by the whole incident rather she started smiling to herself. Maybe she liked him, may be she found him cute or may be she found him fascinating. Be it anything, she was smiling and she was happy.
When she looked around found herself on third floor. "What the f*** he gave me lift in his arms till the third floor. Why would he do that? Who was he? I like the mysterious backdrop though. Whatever may be the reason he helped me reach my destination with ease. He was sweet" Aisha thought to herself. She turns around to see Shruthi panting as she reached the third floor. Shruthi gave her a what-the-hell-just-happened look. Aisha shot back you-needn't-bother look. Girls do a lot of talking just with their eyes. It's just an added feature which makes girls much more amazing. They go to the water cooler gulp down a glass of water and make way to their class.
The classes went non-stop till noon. All they did in their class was introduce themselves in each and every class. By the time they completed their last lecture Aisha could name almost everyone in her class. The final bell rang and everyone made way to their transport zone. Aisha was excited to get into the bus and go home. Aisha could make out that the transport zone was the meeting point of seniors which was no less than danger zone for freshers. Aisha was eager to go home. She was waiting to meet her diary. Yes yes yes Aisha writes diary too. She is an all rounder.
Aisha didn't know that the route to her home wasn't safe.
Aisha's class was on the third floor. Aisha was counting the number of steps as she was climbing them. On the other hand Shruthi was animatedly describing how a cute looking guy proposed her on suicide point in Ooty. Aisha wasn't interested in her proposal stories. She found them lame. The only thought that came to her mind when she heard Shruthi's description was "How can a person plan his life on a suicide point which is meant to end life??". It made no sense to her. The steps count was 24 as she reached the first floor. "Bhagwaan ji there are 24 steps for the first floor which meant there are 72 steps on the whole. I so wish some one would lift me in his arms and take me to my class" Aisha said a little loudly than usual.
What happened next was a minor surprise and a major shock to Aisha. All of a sudden she felt as if her legs were in the air. She thought she was flying. The very next second she realized that some one actually lifted her in the air. She was shocked and surprised to find herself in a guy's arms. "Bhagwaan ji ne seriously le liya" she chuckled. "What did you just say?" the guy asked Aisha. "Arey I was talking with Bhagwaan ji. He's my best friend. By the way who gave you permission to lift me?" (I should get more serious. Aisha get a little seriousness in your voice. One more try) Aisha murmured. She then retorted "Oye hello am asking you. Who the hell gave you the permission to pick me up? How dare you do this?" Aisha tried reading the guy's expressions. She noticed that the guy had sweat beads on his forehead, his eyes had a shade of brown (expressive eyes she thought), she couldn't stop herself from noticing the dimples that were as cute as his smile. "My oh my.. You actually look cute" she spoke louder than she assumed. "What" the guy with the expressive eyes replied.
"Umm ..nothing " she fumbled. "Hey.. you.. drop me down. How dare you lift me without my permission" Aisha tried her best to sound angry. The guy drops her down and starts to walk away. "How dare you walk off without answering me?" Aisha screams at the guy. The guy turns towards Aisha and replies "Would you be fine if I picked you up after taking your permission?" Aisha was puzzled by his reply. Nevertheless Aisha mustered courage and said "Am Aisha and you are?" The guy replied "Am an angel whom your Bhagwaan ji sent" with a smile. "Crazy" Aisha screamed. Aisha didn't get upset by the whole incident rather she started smiling to herself. Maybe she liked him, may be she found him cute or may be she found him fascinating. Be it anything, she was smiling and she was happy.
When she looked around found herself on third floor. "What the f*** he gave me lift in his arms till the third floor. Why would he do that? Who was he? I like the mysterious backdrop though. Whatever may be the reason he helped me reach my destination with ease. He was sweet" Aisha thought to herself. She turns around to see Shruthi panting as she reached the third floor. Shruthi gave her a what-the-hell-just-happened look. Aisha shot back you-needn't-bother look. Girls do a lot of talking just with their eyes. It's just an added feature which makes girls much more amazing. They go to the water cooler gulp down a glass of water and make way to their class.
The classes went non-stop till noon. All they did in their class was introduce themselves in each and every class. By the time they completed their last lecture Aisha could name almost everyone in her class. The final bell rang and everyone made way to their transport zone. Aisha was excited to get into the bus and go home. Aisha could make out that the transport zone was the meeting point of seniors which was no less than danger zone for freshers. Aisha was eager to go home. She was waiting to meet her diary. Yes yes yes Aisha writes diary too. She is an all rounder.
Aisha didn't know that the route to her home wasn't safe.