Apple of your eye-Part 3

Aafreen couldn’t concentrate in the class though it was her favorite subject.She was day dreaming about the incident with Indian army jawan. She tried hard to ward off those thoughts from her mind. But they replayed again and again. She convinced herself that she was overreacting. But those thoughts appeared repeatedly. Almost one week passed and everything was fresh in her mind.

The school bell rang, marking the end of one of day at the school. She was the first one to leave the class without even saying her goodbyes to her dearest friends. This was unusual. She walked on the path ( same path that she had discovered in order to avoid any more encounters with jawans).

“ Hey! Stop!”, a firm voice called. She didn’t respond and quickly walked until a hand grabbed her by her arm. She raised her head to see who it was. And there he was too close to her. She tried to resist his forceful arm around her. But he was too tough for her. The distance between them became smaller and smaller that even a fly couldn’t pass between them. There was madness in his eyes. She couldn’t feel anything except his hot breath on her face. She wanted to scream but her voice didn’t seem to come out.

She woke up on her bed in her small room, screaming in top of her voice. Her younger sister got up once when Aafreen’s voice hit her ears. “ What happened,khor!”, her sister asked. “Nothing Safina! You sleep. It was just a nightmare.”, she assured, giving a nervous smile. She didn’t sleep next hours until the sun rose up from nowhere.

Abhinav stood hours at the same place with his eyes only at the road where she came. But she didn’t arrive yet. This was atypical. She arrived on time at the road. He saw her friends walking without her. Where was she? Did she confront her parents about her encounter with army? Maybe her parents stopped her from continuing education. Whatever reason was, he didn’t care. He just needed a glimpse of her.

Was this love or infatuation? He didn’t know what was this feeling called. He was confused about how one could want someone so much after one glimpse. Any resemblance to her would instantly hit his sight or heart. He had never wanted someone so badly. Love makes person weak in knees. Only one glimpse of her could quench his thirst.

( To be continued)