MP3 - Molded Purity, Meaningly Precious, Moderately Pious by Nazia Tarannum (free ebook novel txt) 📕

Mrs. Sumitha mam gave me and Archana the responsibility of organizing the seminar event, which included the registration of the students and providing them the required materials for the seminar.

Archana, Tina and Mariyam were my other friends in college and we were a group of five friends including me and Ayesha. We had named our group as 'Fab Five'.

Ayesha parked her bike in the parking area and we headed to attend our class. On the way I was still thinking about that arrogant stranger, his sparkling blue eye had something strange in them.

I had a feeling that I had seen him earlier, but was not able to figure out where I had seen him earlier.

I was above to slip a step on the stirs is when Ayesha caught me from falling. "Are you goanna tell me what exactly is going on in your mind or you want to play the guessing game again".

Ayesha is the one who figures out if something is wrong with me and I can never hide things from her, she usually plays the guessing game where she makes three attempts to figure out what is troubling me.

"How do you even get to know if there is something wrong with me?" "It's so obvious Sila, you start playing with your hijab vail and you're walking style changes".

I narrated the whole story that happened this morning and also told here that I must have seen him somewhere.

"Oh Sila don't tell me you fell for this guy, and those blue eyes of him captured your heart", she tells this and winks at me with an amusing smile on her face.

"Come on Ayesha you know me so well, I don't fall for guys so easily and specially for the one with the arrogance". I had my bad experience with guys earlier during my schooling days.

Due to my overweight issue, no guys used to speak to me and usually bullied me for the same and since then I never liked guys. I once had an arrogant guy in my class and he made friends with me just to get my notes, the one I usually prepared during my exams.

I had very good grades in my school, and hence all the teachers had very good relationship with me. They used to give me the responsibilities of any upcoming seminar events and made me the class representative.

Ayesha was the only one I relied on, as I was a shy person and hated crowd and attention from people. I had to convince Ayesha to help me organize things and communicate with the people for organizing the events.

A lot had changed since the schooling days to my present days in college. Now I was a bit confident person and could manage the events and communicate with people. But still I hated the attention part and Ayesha made her best effort to overcome this fear of mine.

We finally reached to our class and the next lecturer had not yet arrived to the class. Me and Ayesha went to our usually place where rest of the Fab Five were seated.

"As salamu alaikum, what took you people so long, and Sila Mrs. Sumitha mam wanted to speak to you and Archana about the seminar so she wants you both at her office at 12:15 pm".

"Walikum as Salam Mariyam, it's a long story for why we are late, anyways will tell you people in the lunch hour, and thanks for informing".

Me and Ayesha greeted our other friends and were having small talks about our plan of going shopping the coming weekend.

The rest of the morning was as usual, we had classes till 12:00pm, for the lunch we all headed to the cafeteria where we met our other few friends from a different class.

At 12:15, me and Archana where in Mrs. Sumitha mam's cabin and she was going through few paper works in front of her.

We greeted her," oh you girls are here, right on time. I wanted you both to check all the arrangements for the seminar which will get started by 2:00 pm and the registration is going to start by 1:00 pm". She pulls out few papers from her table drawer and hands it over to me.

"Sila I want you to prepare this welcome speech for the guest and you will be giving him that bouquet of fresh white lilies". I just agreed on whatever was told to me, and took those flowers from Sumitha mam and joined the Fab Five for lunch.

We checked for all the arrangements and those white lilies reminded me of this morning incident. I quickly cleared those thoughts from my head and was busy with the registration. There where students too from other college who had registered for this design seminar.

Me, Mariyam and Ayesha went to the 4th floor of college building to offer our Zohar Salah*. This place was neat and had no much students roaming around; hence we decided to usually offer our Zohar Salah in this place.

I prepared for the welcome speech and before receiving the guest I went to the ladies rest room to fix my hijab. While fixing the hijab I overheard few girls' conversation. "You know this Saad Malik is such a handsome guy and I have read on some site that he is the most eligible bachelor, I wonder if he had any past relationship or any present girlfriend".

I was in a hurry so did not think more over those girls conversation. On my way to the Seminar hall I was mentally rehearsing for the welcome speech, I was a bit nervous to as the crowd was huge.

We all were settled in the seminar hall and were waiting for the guest. I was told by Mrs. Sumitha mam that the guest would arrive in 5 minutes and I have to be ready with that bouquet of lilies.

Finally our college principal and the guest Saad Malik arrived and the moment I took a look at the guest, my eyes were almost popped out in shock and I felt my heart skip a beat, "Ya Allah am I dreaming, please let it not be him please........please.......please". I was making silent prayer to Allah is when Archana gave a pat on my back.

"Sila what are you thinking about, go give the bouquet to the guest, he's waiting there". I cleared my thoughts and my nervousness had been doubled now and I was shaken mentally.

I was taking small steps towards him, and Mr. Saad Malik was busy speaking with the other faculty. I was standing right in front of him now and he turned his face to look at me. He had this fake smile on his face and that reminded me of his arrogance attitude.

"Welcome to our college Mr. Saad Malik, we are honoured to have you here".

I told him these words with full confidence and handed him the bouquet, he took a look at those lilies and his smile that was fake was almost gone now.

I wondered if that reminded him of this morning's incidence. "Thank you", this was the reply I got from Mr. Arrogant.

I went back to my place and I started with the welcome speech. The seminar had started where Saad Malik had prepared a presentation of his work along with his present work.

I went back where Fab Five were seated. "Sila are you alright, why are you sweating so much".

"Ayesha you would not believe me........you...know...the incident that had happened this morning?"

"Ya Sila I do remember, now what about it?". "You know the person I ran into this morning is none other than Saad Malik". I reveal this to her and hide my face with my hands.

"Ya Allah Sila, are you serious, that it's Saad Malik?"

"Ya I am so sure its him"

All of sudden Ayesha burst out in laugh and rest of the Fab Five joined her. I was feeling so nervous and my friends where not helping me in this matter.

"Oh Sila, there is nothing to get tensed about, he is not a ghost who would eat you up, just take deep breath and relax".

I did as Ayesha told me and I was feeling better now. We all were concentrating on what Saad Malik was presenting on. I must tell you this man has a creative mind and have created beautiful designs and works apart from his arrogant attitude.

My mind drifted to this man's personality and the conversation I heard in the washroom. He is got the perfect physic and the way he carry himself and present is perfect. To be precised he is a tall handsome guy, who can win over any girls heart just by his looks.

Oh.........ho wait, why am I even thinking about him in this way, I am sure he must have had past relationships and might be having one present too.

The seminar got over by 4:30 pm and then Saad Malik had an urgent meeting to attend so he had to leave early.

Before he left he was speaking to Mrs. Sumitha and handed her few papers. Me and Archana was standing right behind Mrs. Sumitha, and I was trying to hide myself from him.

Once he finished with his conversation with the other faculty, he turned towards me and Archana. He's eyes stopped at me and he took few steps towards me. He was looking right into my eyes now.

"Thanks once again for those lilies Miss. Sila"

He tells this to me and turns to speak to Archana and the other students who wanted to speak to him, especially the girls.

My heart beat was so fast that I was scared, he might hear it. Later like after 5 minutes he leaves with his assistant.

I was trying to register the words he just spoke to me. I just wanted to run away from this place. Oh.....wait how did he get to know my name?

I was busy in my thoughts is when Mrs. Sumitha called me to meet her in her cabin after the seminar. I told Ayesha to wait for me and I started to walk towards Mrs. Sumitha mam's cabin.

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Salah : It is a Urdu word which basic meaning is worship or prayer

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*unedited*

Sila's POV

I had almost reached Mrs. Sumitha mam's cabin now and was waiting for her to arrive. Many things were running in my brains at this moment, like why did she call me to meet her after she immediately spoke to Saad Malik. Does it have to do something with the conversation she was having with him?

I was busy fighting with my interpretations and getting nervous. My cell vibrated indicating a message, immediately took out my phone from my bag and there was a WhatsApp message from Ayesha.

"Sila I will have to leave now immediately as Hameed fractured his right leg while practicing, sorry dear I will see you in evening"

I was worried for Hameed now as he had his tournament starting in few weeks and now he has his fracture to deal with, poor guy. I immediately replied to her message.

"It's ok Ayesha, Hameed needs you, and Inshallah he will be fine. Don't worry about me I will meet