That is how Abeeg looks like...

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ABEEG'S POV

I couldn't believe myself. I said I would company her. I assured her father that she would be safe. I even wore the panjabee which Dad's wife brought. Hope Ritika would calm down with it. As I supposed it was not that red-white combined. Good, she caught my choice. I would never wear such things. It seems everyone is in a uniform.

Both of my guardians was so shocked that for some minutes they were in statue. Dad seemed like just in two seconds he would end up crying. When Ritika's father waved us good bye and left from here, I insisted to leave too. As two pair of eyes were staring me shockingly I wanted to get rid of them. So I stepped out my home but had to stop as Ritika was still on the gate. She was checking me from head to toes. Again and again.

I sighed before asking. "What?"

"Did someone hit your head? Or have you short time memory loss problem.?" That was first time she spoke after our little argument in my room.

I frowned at her. Where this came from? "Should I ?" To my surprise she laughed. so adorably that I just stared like an idiot. I gulped as that thought.

"You behave strange. I thought I was missing some puzzle. But you parents' face. OMA that was epic. Like they would get a heart attack when they heard you. BTW you didn't answer my question. Why this change?" She asked wiggling her eyes. An amused smile on her face. To be frank I didn't know. Why this change? Simply didn't know.

"Do you wanna go or blabbering with me here? " I changed the subject as that was not easy discussion.

"Yeah want to go but before I want to say sorry. As.." She said sorry. Sorry sorry? Was it like soap opera? Little much. But why the hell she was sorry.?

"You are sorry? You? For what?"

"Look, I was freaking out unnecessarily. It's not easy to let go your mom. And replaced with another. I should understand. Not like that I behaved." I stared at her Allah knows how long. For the first time someone understood without bullying me. I didn't find any word to say.

"I didn't want to hurt you. I just wanted you to be happy. May be may be she... Let it be. We will not talk about it. Let's go." She started to walk when I still stood there. Didn't find any strength to move. She looked at me confusingly.

"I can't cope with you, Ritika. I just can't. You sorry? Seriously? All idiocy was mine. You didn't even talk with me all this time. I... I don't know what to do. I even ready for going with you just for we can make up and now you said sorry? I thought you were angry" I blurted out whatever I had. I was so exhausted to keep this with me.

She was looking at me for like millionth seconds. No blink no movement. Nothing. "You did all this for me? I... I.. Why!?"

"Don't know. Just can't tolerate the silence. Neither your angry face.." I shifted when she placed herself near me " I was not angry... Never was. " we stared at each other for some times before she took my hand and I felt an urge to remove not for her touch was uncomfortable but but..the electric jolt was running through my body made everything so much hard.

"You know you can tell me everything you want. I will be there. Cause. I know we are friend now. " she patting my hands with a friendly manner winking at me. And for some weird reason I didn't refuse this time. "OK now let's go." She said leaving me there and I intensively missed her hand.

I walked toward my baby. OK my car actually. But Ritika stopped me mid way. "Where are you going?"

"For car." She frowned at my answer.

"How far vashani road from here!!? Let's walk. " I looked at her as wanted it would be a joke. It's not about far. I was not going to walk. She seemed my silence as my answer "Work up you, lazy ass. And walk."

"Road would be crowded." She smirked at me before starting walking. "and I love crowd. Cause I love people."

I should take a therapy for coping with her. Who loved crowed. "Whole world is fear for population. And you love it. " I laughed, walking with her. She opened her video camera and capturing everything around. "Not really. I am not saying over population is good. We should control. But did you ever think. In any low populated developed cities if you slipped into any problem it will be hard to get help. Not here just scream once and you can see how many people come for serving."

She smiled before placing the camera other side. I never thought about it. True. Always crowded could be good then. Impressive. "That established cities have their own silence beauty. But look at these. Everywhere is pure love."

She stopping her capturing once and looked at me smilingly. "Look at that bunch of teenage girls. I'm sure it is their first time of wearing sharee. They are so exited. And look at that couple. It's not hard to say they are so in love. May be new married. First new year together." She pointed different people with such beautiful compliment. "And look at this. Aww that cute girl may be is going fair with her father. I also did the same. I held Abbu's Index finger and walked fast fast
to compete him. " she laughed so cutely saying it.

I didn't know this could be so beautiful to see people. To instance I laughed too. She stopped her walking when we reached main road. The Alpona (paint design with colour paste through the road) start from DU crossed here too. I couldn't understand why every year had to do it.
"it's beautiful. Isn't it?" She asked amusingly.

"Yeah. But. Don't you think it's unnecessary. I mean it's the prove nothing can exist always. It had to be finish one day. Every year we do this. And by the end of year it can't have that charm."

"Hmm." To my surprise she agreed. " yeah may be it ends up but with a lot of memories. So much fun, so much love happens here. Nothing last forever. This design also can't. But this reflects human life. So beautiful yet just for a short time. Without complaining we should enjoy. So we don't have to regret in future."

How come this girl ends up with me. I don't even deserve her attention let alone friendship. But her speech didn't finish yet. With her smile she continued "did you hear 'November rain' just because we can't hold a candle in the rain of November, we shouldn't be in dark. It's heart who will obviously change. With it we have to love. It doesn't matter it will long last or not."

She again started walking saying this when I companied her, reflecting every word she said. Until I could believe it. Because I wanted to believe this time.

Remaining walk she talked like that. Her point of view of life is so different. Yet beautiful. But obviously irritating. She talked with so many people whom she didn't know. Some girls were taking selfies. She did compliment on them. And to my surprise they were amused with it. Not disgusted for interfering. When we reached Romna botomul she enjoyed the performance very excitedly. She was really fond of classic.

But as usual couldn't keep silent. A bunch of young boys were arguing. She went for help. I feared they would yell at her and I should have to confront. But my guess never never worked. That people listened her. To my utter astonishment even they became polite with her. I sighed as nothing was going in my control.

But it suspected me when an old man supposed us as a couple after helping him. And she didn't denied. I lost words for some seconds.

"Why you did this?"

"Why what?" As like didn't understand.

"He supposed us couple, you didn't correct him" she frowned at me.

"He didn't suppose us couple. He just said you as my boyfriend. As per language. You are my friend. And gender... you guy, right?" What type of question was that.

She laughed at her own word. "Sorry I should correct. But believe me it wouldn't make any difference. People are so judgemental that they understand exactly what they want. A girl and a boy never can be in pure friendship. They suspect suspect and suspect. I faced it so many times with Shan. So it don't bother now."

Wasn't better before without discussing about her damn best friend. But as it started like she never tired talking about him. Shan this. Shan that. One sentence couldn't be without him. "You know what happened when we both went for a festival in bagura .. There.." No I didn't know. And I didn't want to know. But why she couldn't stop?.

"I don't want to hear. Let's so." I wanted to change the subject. Or I wanted to change her mind from Shan. Don't dare to ask why!. Cause I didn't know.

"But listen what happen there.." She almost jogging when I walked ahead. She continued her blabbering in spite of my ignoring. For some seconds I forgot what she was telling. Just her style of talking was amazing. The way she brushed her hair, or she gave every expression about talking the incident. That was fascinating. What the hell. What was damn wrong with me.?

"Shan," her word caught me again. But this time she was looking at a guy standing near us. "What the hell are you doing here?" I looked at her friend with so much
disgust Allah knows why. But it was clear I hate him.

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