"Can I join you?" Asked Adil standing at the doorway of my balcony.
"Will you leave if I say no" I ask.
"No. I'll still join you" he says stepping out in the balcony.
"Fine" I say and he tries to sit next to me and I say "not next to me"
"You don't love me like I love you" he says and sits beside me on the other chair.
"I love you but from a distance. I don't like people touching me" I say.

We sit in silence in my balcony looking up in the sky. The sky was filled with stars and I felt the most relaxed.

Untill ofcourse Adil decided to speak.
"Bhai, do you hear that?" He asks.
"No" I say.
"Exactly. Nothing. You have no idea how chaotic our house is. I mean there are too many people in our family. No one should have that many kids bro. One pair should be allowed only one child." says Adil.
I look at him and say "says the 7th child of the family"
He creased his eyebrows and looks up in the sky.
Now, Adil is capable of not talking for only 30 seconds. So, I start counting.

3,2,1 go.
"So bhai" says Adil. See.
"Tell a sweet shayari on the stars tonight"
Since I came to the balcony tonight and been seeing the sky. I have been thinking of only one thing.

"Hazaron taare Aasman mein jhilmilaate huwey hamne har raat dekhey hai..
Magar Asli sitaare ki chamak Aaj pehle Baar humney aap ki aankhon mein Dekha hai.
(Thousands of stars are staring at us in the sky every night.
The shine of a real star is the first time what I see in your eyes tonight.)"
I say thinking of the beautiful grey eyes I saw tonight.

It's been more than 60 seconds and I don't hear Adil say anything. Did he leave?
I look beside me and see him smiling at me.
"What?" I ask.
"Nothing" and he smirks and continues "Bhai, don't you wish you had a picture of the person you were thinking of? Oh wait, you can see the person".
"How?" I ask impatiently and he smiles.
"I mean, who would you want to see" I cover-up.
"You know what I do when I see a girl I like?" He says and sits on my chair.
"You could tell me that from your place," I say. Seriously, what's with people touching.
"Bhai, concentrate. So, I stalk that girl on social media" he says.
"That's horrible. You shouldn't do that" I say.
"Bhai. That's how you know about her. How many boyfriends she has, what kind of clothes she wears, what are her hobbies, likes, dislikes. Everything" says Adil.
"They share that with strangers?" I ask.
"Some do and some keep it private. They have to accept you to see their pics" he says.
"I don't have anyone to talk," I say.
"Fine. But if you want to talk. Try Instagram" he says and stands up and stretches and says "I am off to bed. Good night"
"You are going home?" I ask.
"I don't have a room to go home to. My room is been raided with so many uncles." He says and walks to the guestroom.

I wait for some time and take my phone out and install Instagram.
I open an account and struggle to put a picture.
What picture should I put?
"Put the one from your gym," says Adil from behind me.
Didn't he go to sleep?
"Seriously?" I ask.
"What? I was hungry." He says and has a big bag of chips in his hand and two diet cokes.
"We had chips?" I ask.
"I stock your pantry for when I am here," he says.
"Do you live here with me?" I ask.
"Kind off," he says with the mouth full of chips.
"That explains my clothes misplaced," I say.
"Chicks dig when I wear your clothes." Says Adil eating like an animal and with still chewing on his chips he says "so, did you decide on the pic?"
"No," I say.

He removes his phone and after few seconds I receive a picture on WhatsApp. My picture.

"When did you take this?" I ask.
God, I don't have a shirt on.
"It's from last year. When we went to Dubai. It's from the yacht Bhai" said Adil.
"I took off the shirt for a minute and you took this picture?" I ask.
"Yep. Now put that as the profile." He says.
"No. I am naked" I say.
"Bhai, look at your face. You know what. Chop it off and only put your face." Says Adil.
I look at the picture and agree and only put my face on.

"Now what?" I ask.
"Stalk. What's her name?" He asks.
"Her name.. I mean no one," I say.
"Fine don't tell me. Anyways send me a request I'll accept." He says and sits next to me and shows how I should send the request.
"Done," he says and now I see his pictures.
"Adil what is this? Who are these girls? So many girls" I say.
"Bhai, they are friends. And there are boys there too" he defends and yawns and says"okay, goodnight" and basically runs away before I ask anything more.

I took back at his pictures and shake my head in disbelief.
What I think of now is how he is comfortable with girls so close to him. Sarah didn't even touch me and only stood close to me and I had a hard-on.
I gulp down and look back if Adil was back.
He was not, so I type Sarah Syed and so many profiles popped up.
I scrolled down a few and finally found her picture. It was a private account.
I thought for a while and I was going to back off but decided against it and sent her a request.

I decided if she accepts my request in 60 seconds it's okay or else I'll take back the request.
56, 57, 58.....
And she accepts.
Really?
Now what?
I panic and leave my phone on the chair and stand up.
I pace to and fro on the balcony and then build up some courage and pick the phone.
Seems like I have got a message.
I open the message and it's Adil.
'Tell her to accept my request too' texts Adil.
I scream "Adil"
He screams back "sorry"

Then again I receive another message and see it's from Sarah.
It's a simple hi.
I text back hi.
She texts back hi.
I smile and text another hi.
'I can do this whole night. Hi,' she texts.
'Me too. Hi,' I text.
'Is this our thing? Hi,' she texts.
'What thing? Hi,' i text.
'Saying hi. Hi,' she texts.
I laugh a little and text 'maybe. Hi'
'Hi,' she texts.
'Hi' i text back.

She then stops texting and I stop smiling.
'Are you there?' I text.
'You didn't say hi. Gotcha. Hahaha,' she texts.
'You are naughty' i text.
'you have no idea' she texts.
I gulp down and text 'why are you awake?'
'Technically I am sleeping. I am on my bed' she texts.
And I start imaging her on the bed.
My bed. NO.
I turn the phone off.
I look around and get up and walk to my room.
I get in and lock the room.
I sit on the bed and unlock the phone.

'Are you slow typer' she texts.
'There is no word as typer' i text.
'Sheesh i didn't know I was in English class. Sorry sir.' She texts.
I smile and she texts 'so, why are you awake? Don't you have work tomorrow?' She texts.
'I do. I just was enjoying the stars' i text.
'Yes, a cold breeze. A sky full of stars and.. ' she texts.
'And what' I text.
'nothing' she texts.
'tell me' I text.
'someone to hold me in his arms' she texts.

I sleep on my bed and smile at that text.
'do you hold your girlfriend when you see the stars in the sky?' she texts.
'i don't have a girlfriend' I text.
'why? Broke up or she is still in convincing stage?' she texts.
'never had a girlfriend.. ' I start writing but erase it.
I don't want her to think I am loser or something.
'just don't have one now' I lie.
'cool. Who is your favourite girlfriend till now?' she texts.
See, this is why I don't lie. One lie ends up with too many.
So...
'i am sorry. I lied. I never had a girlfriend ever' I come clean.
'cute. I knew it. You don't look like a boyfriend type.' she texts.
'so, what's my type?" I text.
'you are husband material.' she texts.
'is it a good thing or not' I text.
'in dad radars you are perfect' she texts.
'in girls radar?' I text.
'a naughty girl can teach you to be a good boyfriend even after marriage.' she text.
'you mean, after I am her husband. She can teach me to be a boyfriend?' I text.
'yep' she texts.
'that doesn't make any sense. Please explain furthur' I text.
'tomorrow. Right now, my pillow is calling me to hug him and sleep' she text.
'you have a guy pillow?' I text.
'i am straight. Obviously I have a guy pillow. Don't you have a girl pillow?' she texts.
'no' I text.
'oh. Then can we pretend i didn't mention I have a guy pillow' she text.
'can't' I text.
'whatever. Anyways. We are in love. It's hidden and forbidden. He is mine. I will fight for our undying love till end of time' she texts.
'we are still talking about the pillow right?' I text.
'yes. You can see him in my pics in my profile' she texts.
'okay' I text.
'okay. Good night. Sweet dreams' she texts.
'Goodnight' I text.

I open her pictures and try to find that pillow.
She has many pictures and she looks beautiful in all of them.
She is smiling and having fun with a lot of friends and the older people in the pictures must be relatives.
I smile and see the pillow she was talking about.
She had many pictures with the pillow.
She was kissing it. She had her legs wrapped around it. She was above it , straddling it.
I had a hard expression and even hard dick.
I put my hand in my pants and started stroking it.
Oh god. This is wrong.
Let go for one night. No one will know, said my inner voice.
My god will know. I said and removed my hand and turned the phone off.
I look up the ceiling and try breathing steadily.
When my breathing is stable I close my eyes and go to sleep.