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Still, I could at least look badass, although blushing, as I walk away with my head held high.
So I gave him, or at least tried giving him a 'I'm leaving you this time' kind of look, while puffing my cheeks in anger and ran with whatever dignity I had left, before he could stop me again.
Worst part— I heard his loud full-bellied laughter from behind, as I rushed outside in the corridor.
Arrggg!
28- Insecurity
Sani
I went to the food court and met my friends. I was breathless after the encounter with Aariz in his office.
Besides, the heart-skipping fact of Aariz's teeth nibbling
my lip, I was still in deep thought about his words that he wants to meet me some place outside the campus. How and where could we meet without encountering just about anyone we know, I couldn’t even begin to understand. This relationship was so not going to be easy.
I came out of my zone, by a hand waving in front of my face and a voice that belonged to Mirelle saying,
“Earth to Sani! We are about to start a very important discussion. Please focus.”
“Wh... What important discussion?” I asked shakily.
“Prof Aariz. What else do I find important these days?! He is the hot topic. So, of course he is the point of discussion.” Rose rolled her eyes at me.
“Yeah, of course.” I nodded still too engrossed in my thoughts.
Again, ‘Aariz.’ How I wish, I was anywhere else doing anything else right now but this.
“One thing about him is undeniably firm. The guy has a built of a soccer player!” Rose sighed as if in another world.
“Yup, totally! But he is not a sports man. I'm sure he is athletic though.” Mirelle added with a serene smile, “And his looks are so cute boy types!”
“Yeah, but he is no cute boy. There is nothing boyish about him, neither by looks nor by behaviour! He is always so serious. I would say, handsome in an intense way.” This came from Rose, her gaze hazy at some far away corner of the world.
Longingly Mirelle stated,
“Height of a model. But he is no model. I wish he was a model and not a Professor here, then maybe...”
They can't be serious!
Coming out of her disappointment Mirelle went on,
“His nature, personality and his talking style. His voice is just so...”
That’s it. I couldn’t take it anymore.
Infuriated by their discussion, I stopped Mirelle midsentence, banging my fist on the table.
Testily I snapped,
“His nature?! Seriously guys! Do we know him? Have you ever met him outside of the college gates? If not, then how can you both comment on his nature?! And his height! Model types. But oh! He is not a model! His looks are cute boy types! But he doesn’t seem like a cute boy. Rather he is serious and handsome in an 'intense' way. His built! Athlete types, but he is not an athlete!”
Rolling my eyes at their pathetic thoughts, I went on,
“We all know that he is not an athlete or cutie boy or a model. Then why are we discussing so much about him?! And for God sakes guys, you are talking about his built as if you have paid so much attention to every plain of his body. And his voice! Well, his voice is like that of a normal human being. So what? And his nature! Seriously?! How do we know about his nature when we don't know him on a personal level. And when we don't know him at all then what’s the point of discussing? He is just as human as any of us.”
Mirelle and Rose were looking at me wide eyed when I finished.
