The diminutive heart within me was thrilled with the fact that I learned to know Mr Cute's name. I thought of looking at his profile on Instagram so that after stalking on his profile, I could get to know more about him.
Ya Allah! What am I doing?
When I searched Shaym Muhammed, the first person that popped up was his profile, and I clicked it instantly. Unfortunately, his account was private.
Why do they keep their accounts private? Huh.
Without even pondering on my decision twice, me being the dumbest fool, sent him a follow request. Not knowing what would be the outcome for what has been done, I waited for the upshot like a stupid.
Will he accept my request? Does he know me?
I read his small bio given on is profile carefully and a link which was given on his bio induced a sly smile on my face. That was the time when Sarahah accounts were introduced. It is a site where we can send anonymous messages to that person's Sarahah account.
Okay, this seems fun. I giggled like a small girl and thought to send him a message on it.
Clicking on to the link, I wondered what message I should send to him, which would not make him feel suspicious. Listening to what my heart told at that time, I typed on the message.
"You look cute when you dance."
Calming my throbbing heart and nervous fingers, I instantly clicked the send button and finally it was sent anonymously to him. Hope it was not stupid.
Watching fascinating meme videos and scrolling through Instagram, I pondered upon the friend request and anonymous message which I sent a few minutes ago.
Notifications from Instagram popped up on my phone. Dragging the notification bar down, I saw that he has accepted the friend request.
Finally, someone accepted the request after one long hour! Did he see that message?
But to my surprise, there was one more notification which read,
Shaym Muhammed has requested to follow you
He has sent me back a follow request as well. I stared at the phone being astounded and yelled, "Whaaattt?!"
"What happened Naiza? Did you see a spider?" Nuhma came rushing from downstairs after hearing my screech.
"N-no, it's nothing. One of my friends got engaged," I fibbed. I know it is wrong to lie, but it just blundered from my mouth as I can't tell her that I have a crush on someone.
"Oh, okay then. Bye, goodnight and mom told you not to play with your phone till late at night. If you don't obey her, she will take back your phone and give it to me," Nuhma announced the last line in an extra playful tone.
Giving my phone to her? No way!
"In your dreams, baby," I spoke and winked at her. She stuck out her tongue like a kid and left.
Now, what am I gonna do? Should I accept his friend request? Why did he even send me a request? Does he know me? Did he see me staring at him? Thousands of questions were running in my mind at the time. So, instead of thinking too much, I just decided to stalk his profile to kill my boredom and to know more about him.
After looking at all of his photos on his profile, like I detected, I was able to learn more about him and his surroundings. Like an obedient good stalker girl, I am, I read all the comments on his hundred plus photos and even stalked all the pictures that he got tagged. I smiled to myself for being such a good unpaid detective on Instagram.
Thereafter gawking at all his pictures, I came back to check my Instagram stories and at that time I noticed that his profile was showing there, indicating that he has uploaded a story.
Will it be that Sarahah message on his story?
I was hesitant for a few seconds to open his story but with an agitated and shaky hands I viewed them. Indeed, it was the Sarahah messages he received.
The third story he uploaded had my anonymous message and he replied to it below my message,
"You look cute when you dance."
"Oh, pulling a prank? ð"
His reply made me feel so embarrassed. I don't know why but felt bad sending that message to him even though it was anonymous. I got frustrated, annoyed and resentful towards myself. In that paranoid situation I did what felt was right. I clicked on his profile, unfollowed him instantly and deleted his request which he sent to me.
Yes! I just unfollowed and deleted his request whilst being the one who requested it in the first place.
This is what I do when I'm not in my right mind and do everything imprudently. I know for sure my friends are going to give me a long lecture about my stupid mistakes. Well, I hope that he doesn't know me nor notice me.
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Next morning, I felt like my head was cut down. It was aching so badly and I wasn't even able to get up from my bed. So, I thought of taking a leave today. However, I so badly wanted to go to college because college was not so boring nowadays. I told mom about taking leave today and went to do my most favourite thing. Sleep! Sleep welcomed me immediately, and I was in a deep slumber.
I promptly woke up from my deep slumber when I heard my phone ringing. Slowly opening my drowsy eyes, I got up and looked at the time; it was already afternoon. I slept a little too much. I looked at the caller ID; it was Jina. She's probably calling to tell me that college was so fun without me.
"Hey, Jina," I responded, in a sluggish tone as I was not completely awake.
"Naziaa, Naizaa, you know what happened??" Jina was screaming, and I could overhear everybody else was also excited about something and squealing from behind.
"No, I don't know. Now, spill it out Jinaa," I stated.
"Today, Shaym and his friends ragged us!!!" All of them said in unison. In a flash of seconds, all my drowsiness from sleep went away. What the?!
As we are studying in our first year of college, it is common for seniors to rag their juniors. But seniors never came to rag us and now, all of a sudden, Shaym and his friends? Like seriously? I was so appalled.
"Whaat...how..when?" I could not form a proper sentence to supplicate, and I was not able to believe Shaym and his friends approached my friends.
"Well, at break time, we were all going to the cafeteria to drink coffee. Shaym and his friends were standing in their usual spot. We ignored them and walked. Suddenly, a tall boy with a beard called us. They told us to buy Pepsi for them. We thought about lying to them about having no money, but there were so many other seniors with them, so we got scared and decided to buy it for them," Jina said it all too fast as if she was answering rapid-fire round.
"Oh, I see. Did..did he ask you guys something?" I asked because suddenly I remembered my stupid mistake of sending him a follow request yesterday and then later unfollowing him.
"Which he? Your Mr Cute?"
"Mmm."
"No, he was so busy on his phone. Just took the Pepsi without even glancing at us. By the way, why did you ask? Did you do something?" Jina asked as they know me too well.
I narrated them about my foolish mistake as I just can't hide anything from them. Well, of course, I did get many lectures for my dumb act of unfollowing him by mistake and obviously for sending that anonymous message. After all, that's what friends are for.
After talking a little bit more on the phone, we bid our goodbyes and disconnected the call.
Later, thought about the things they said a few minutes ago in the call. I just missed all of it. If I was there with them today, would he notice me or would he ask me about the request I sent to him? I was back to my land, which is full of thoughts.
While stalking him the day before, I came to know that he was crazy about bikes and cars! Especially motorbikes and Yamaha. Well, not surprising though as he owns a Yamaha RX. It's RX something I forgot the number of the model. He loves adventures, nature, in short exploring. He has uploaded many pictures of his adventure's trips and the beauty of nature. Friends are his life and it was evident from his posts because he uploaded more portraits with them than his single photos. Also, done many adventure rides with his friends.
I felt wistful and heart-breaking watching their photos because boys can always go on trips whenever and wherever they want. But we girls can't go on trips like that according to the stereotypical society. One day, I wish and yearn to go with my friends on a trip like the one's guys go on. I took out my diary and wrote what happened today in college without me and also my dreams. After penning down my desires and yearning in life, it felt good. Gently keeping back my diary with a slight smile on my face, I drifted off to sleep as I wanted to reach college early the next day.
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