4: Get out of my head

Zaheer's POV,

Its been 3 weeks since I met her. She rejected me straight away. Ya Khuda! What should I do? I just can't get her out of my head. I- I think I love her. And I can't figure it out until I see her again. I have to see her. I need to...

Sania's POV,

Its been 3weeks since Mr. Fancy pants came here. Haven't heard or seen him or his family since then. Its good, but Mummy just wouldn't let go. She keeps on pestering me with questions. 'did you say something stupid? Did you insult him? This- that!' ya Allah! I'm tired.

She's worried that a nice proposal would get out of reach. Tsk. I don't want this. I just wanna stay single for the rest of my life and take care of my parents. Mamma says I should worry about having my own family. But trust me, I'll be a terrible mom. I'm already soo bad with kids. They hate me. I hope I never hear from him again.

'I really like you Sania' now these words are haunting me. When ever I'm alone, this voice creeps me out. And his eyes. The sincerity in them... He's soo weird. I don't like him. He's doing weird things to my brain. Bloody Sorcerer!!!!!

Zaheer's POV,

I'm outside the ICICI bank. I take a deep breath and enter in. After a few steps, I look to the left. There she is! Talking to a customer with that beguiling smile of her's. Her smile always makes me smile.

She's the bank teller. Perfect! Now I have a reason to talk to her. The previous customer leaves and I sit right in front of her. She hasn't seen me yet, she's looking down on her sandles i guess. I can't see. These a platform between us.

"Um- excuse me"

She sees me and her mouth drops open. 'how cute'.

Sania's POV,

No way! Why!!!

"Good morning" he says in that dibetically sweet style. I hate it.

"Why are you here?" I murmur.

"Sorry?"

"I- I mean yes sir what can I do for you?" I had to be nice. Ugh!

"I would like to open an account in your bank. Can you explain your products to me?"

My eyebrow shot up. He's a CA for crying out loud! He already knows all this. "Aren't you a CA?"

"Yes I am"

"Then why do need to know about this if I may ask"

"Maybe because I like this bank or maybe I like it's staff better." He smiled.

Wtf! He's flirting with me in front of everyone. Fancy pants, your not as innocent as you look.

I looked over at Aditi who sat right next to me. Her eager eyes went from him to me. I knew what she was thinking but I pretended to be oblivious.

I faked a smile. "Sure sir" and I started explaining.

Zaheer's POV,

She was explaining everything and she sure is good at that. But I didn't pay much attention to her words. I just wanted to hear her voice and see that beautiful face.

Her voice, her body language. It's all soo beguiling. Ya Allah. Show me way so I can talk to her alone.

"So what do you think? What plan are you interested in?" She said.

"Huh- um yeah. I'll think on it."

She took a bottle of water from below and started drinking it. I don't blame her. That sure was a lot of talking.

"Um- excuse me. You are Zaheer Kazmi right sir?" A girl nxt to Sania asked me.

"Yes" i said. 'hmm. So she talks about me' this made me smile.

"Hi. I'm Aditi. Sania's friend. Pleasure to meet you. Its soon going to be lunch time now. Do you mind joining us later for lunch" she asked soo politely.

Sania's POV

I spitted out the water I was drinking. 'What did she say??' I gave her the death glare. She shrugged at me. People usually half die with this glare, but it never seems to affect her.

'Im going to kill you Aditi....'

"Oh the pleasure is all mine. And sure I would love to join you beautiful ladies" he smiled.

'oh what a Bloody Prince Charming! Ugh!'

Zaheer's POV,

We are in KFC. Aditi is smiling but my dear Sania is just glaring at me.

Aditi starts asking me about my job, career, my likes, dislike and in exchange telling me about Sania's.

But Sania's audibly sipping her coke and now giving both of us the death glares. Poor Aditi. She's going to be in trouble after I leave.

"I like the colour blue. Its calming and at the same time bold" i say.

"I hate blue" Sania snapped at us.

"You are wearing it" Aditi snapped back.

I stiffled a laugh.

"Um- th- that's because, I didn't had any other dress to wear. They were all in wash." She quickly said and took a big bite of her burger. The mayonnaise was all over her mouth.

"Eww. Sania wipe your mouth" Aditi said and gave her a tissue. She took it and wiped it off not embarrassed at all.

"You're soo cute" i said.

Sania's POV,

I looked straight in his eyes. He was looking in mine to. Those intense eyes of his! I was lost for words. He called me cute. What should I say now?

We just looked into eachother's eyes for God knows how long.

"Hate to interrupt you guys. But it's already time up. We have to go." Aditi said.

I looked away embarrassed. He looked upset for a second and then smiled.

"Oh. Well then it was nice meeting you 2. I should probably leave too now." He said.

Aditi smiled at him. And he smiled at both of us. He looked in my eyes again. His brown eyes are soo compelling I can't look away.

"Bye Sania" his eyes looked sad.

"Bye" I said and watched him leave.

*****

I got home and Mumma looked worried again.

"Assalamualaikum" i said as I entered but she didn't reply. I went straight to my room.

I laid on the bed closing my eyes. Those compelling brown eyes were in my vision. Tsk. I open my eyes and hug my pillow.

'you're soo cute'

'i really like you Sania'

'you are really interesting Sania'

All these words are haunting me since we met. On our every meeting, he just says something that stays with me. Gets stuck in my head.

'why Zaheer? Why are you doing this? Just get out of my head!!'

I can't stop thinking about him and I can't stop worrying about Mumma. She's just soo tensed that we didn't get a word from them since he came to see me. I don't know why she wants to get me married soo soon. Ok I'm 24 but still...

After dinner I help her do the dishes. She doesn't say a word. I sigh.

"Mumma let's talk"

"About what?" She says without looking at me.

I close my eyes "About- um- my- uh- my marriage"

I open them again and she's looking at me surprised. I give her a slight smile.

We are sitting in our living room.

"Mumma why are you in a hurry?"

"Shona. It's not about hurry. Zaheer is a really good boy and his family too is really good."

"But what if I don't ever want to get married. I want to be with you and Daddy forever. I want to take care of you. I'm your only child. If I'm not here then who will look after you?" I say almost with tears.

She cups my face. "Sania. Its a parent's dream to see thier daughter dressed up as a bride and give her away."

"But I don't want to go" I sob.

She smiles with tears. "You are the best daughter a mother can ever have. You are your father's pride. You are our joy. But, one day or another every girl has to get married and go away.

Its said that if the parents have a daughter and they raise her to be good, educate her good and get her married off good, those parents are sent to Jannat. Shona, we did our part to raise you well and educate you now won't you let us go to Jannat by marrying you off?"

I just looked at her. For all these years they have done soo much for me. I can't be that cruel to stop them from Jannat.

"You'll be all alone when I'm gone"

"No we won't. Allah will look after us. And I know even if you're not home, you take care of us and never abandon us. Hm"

I nodded and hugged her crying. She held me and comforted me. She's soo strong. She never cries. Not even if the sky falls down or the earth breaks in two. I love her, i love daddy.

Ya Allah, please show me the way. Please tell me what to do.

I get back and wipe my tears.

"Mumma. I need some time to think ok. "

She smiled. "Yes, yes ofcourse shona. Take your time, think about it." She caressed my face." And don't worry about us. We just want what's best for you" and kissed my forehead.

I laid in my bed and thought all night. When I woke up the next morning, my eyes were red with the lack of sleep and crying. I went to Mumma in the kitchen who was making breakfast for me.

"Um- Mumma"

She turned to me. "Yes shona"

I took a deep breath. "I have my answer"........