"Noor utho! College ke liye late ho jaayega!"

(Noor wake up! You will be late for college!)

Fatima shouted while entering het daughter's room and sighed seeing her sprawled on the bed in a very unladylike position.

Arms sprawled wide, legs flying around the bed and mouth open.

She shook Noor and tried to wake her up but she whined and turned and slept again.

"Uff allah! Kya karu mai iss aalsi ladki ka!"

(What should I do with this girl!)

She exclaimed and snatched Noor's blanket with a force waking her up with a jolt.

"Ahh! Kya ho gaya ammi?"

(What happened ammi?)

She asked looking around for any danger.

"Hua nhi hai lekin ho jaayega. Tumhe late agar abhi ke abhi nhi uthi toh."

(Not yet but will happen. You will be late if you don't wake up.)

Noor whined and made a pouty face at her mother.

"Ammi yaar! Aise kaun uthata hai?"

(Who wakes someone up like this?)

"Mai. Chalo jaldi se. Last semester hai phir aaram se sona jitna marzi."

(Me. Come one fast. This is the last semester then sleep peacefully.)

Fatima said folding her stuff and keeping them at their places.

"Agar aap mujhe motivation dene ki koshish kr rhe the toh ye bilkul bhi kaam nhi kara."

(If you arw trying to give me motivation then its not working.)

Noor laid down again and Fatima banged her book loudly on the table making her sit back upright.

"Aah! Mai uthi hu!"

(I am awake!)

"Chalo utho shabhash. Ab khade ho aur naha dho kar bahar aa jaao. Mai naashta laga de rhi hu."

(Come on wake up good. Now get up and get ready and come out. I am serving the breakfast.)

Fatima started to go out and Noor slowly closed her eyes and started to lay back when Fatima shouted from the door.

"Sona nhi hai Noor!"

(Don't sleep Noor!)

She sat back upright like an obedient soldier.

As soon as Fatima went out Noor whined and dragged herself to the bathroom.

Noorain Riwayat Ali. Clearly not a morning person just like you saw. She lives with her mother.

Her father Riwayat Ali passed away three years back leaving the two devastated.

But Noor became the support system for her mother. Both emotionally and financially.

She took up various small jobs to manage their household.

Slowly Fatima started coming out of her grieving and the two together managed everything.

It was difficult for them. Still is. But they never accepted defeat.

Noor came out of her room all ready for her college. She loved going to college but hated waking up and getting ready for it.

Her mouth watered seeing her favourite aloo puri being served by her mother.

"Hayee ammi! I love you!"

She squealed and kissed her mother's cheek. She sat down and started having the food with gutso.

"Arre arre aaram se khao. Kahi jaa nhi rha khaana."

(Be slow. The food is not running anywhere.)

Fatima said and Noor smiled sheepishly with her mouth full.

"Ina aha ba hai."

She said with her mouth full and Fatima chuckled.

"Pehle kha lo phir bolna."

(First eat and then speak.)

Noor gulped the food down and smiled widely.

"Itna achha bana hai. Ruka hi nhi jaa rha mujhse."

(It is so tasty. I can't stop.)

She said and Fatima smiled.

"Thoda control krna seekho. Pet dekh kaise bahar nikal rha hai."

(Control yourself. Look you are getting fat.)

Noor whined and said.

"Khaane ke liye ho toh jeeti hu mai ammi."

(I live for food ammi.)

Fatima laughed and shook her head at her daughter while serving her another puri.

After her breakfast Noor left for college.

She reached her classroom and met her bestfriends Aakriti and Disha.

"Hii Noorie!"

They both exclaimed together grinning widely. Noor sat beside them on her usual seat.

"Itna kyu chehak rhe ho tum dono?"

(Why are you both so cheerful?)

She asked looking at both of them suspiciously.

"Mrs. Khandelwal ab hamari professor nhi hai."

(Mrs. Khandelwal is not our professor now.)

Both of them squealed together and Noor squealed with them.

"Sachhii? Tumhe kaise pata? Aur ab kaun padhayega hume?"

(Really? How do you know? And now who will teach us?)

She asked. Excitement clearly visible on her face.

Mrs. Khandelwal was their professor. She taught them for a week and no one really liked her. She was really strict and was extremely partial.

"Aaj hi notice aaya. CR ne bataya hai. Koi naya professor hai. Professor Shahzain Khan."

(Notice came today. CR informed us. Some new professor.)

Aakriti said and Noor smiled imagining that she would now be free from Mrs. Khandelwal's judging looks and angry glares.

Her day went by pretty normal and happy. The new professor was not there today and they had a free class in which the three friends explored another one of the cafes in nearby areas.

She reached back home and entered her house dancing in happiness.

"Ammi!"

She hugged Fatima and then started dancing around her like a madwoman.

"Dhinkachika dhinkachika!"

Fatima looked at her daughter who was dancing around like a crazy woman.

"Allah Noor! Tum thik toh ho na? Kuch ulta seedha toh nhi khaa lia?"

(Are you okay? Did you eat anything suspicious?)

She asked worriedly and Noor stopped dancing and squealed in happiness.

"Ab wo Professor Khandelwal hume nhi padhayenge ammi. Aaj mai bhut khush hu."

(Now that professor Khandelwal will not teach us ammi. I am very happy.)

She started dancing again and Fatima shook her head at her daughter's antics.

"Ye ladki ek din apni harkaton se mujhe pagal krke chhodegi."

(This girl will make me mad with her antics some day.)

She mumbled and went back to the kitchen.

Seeing no audience with her Noor too went to her room to change her clothes.

That was how she was. She would do silly things just to make her loved ones happy.

The next day she got ready for college.

She, Aakriti and Disha were sitting in their usual seats and waiting for the new professor to arrive.

"Yaar ye Professor Shahzain kaise honge?"

(How would this Professor Shahzain be like?)

Aakriti asked.

"Naam se toh bade hi serious lag rhe hai. I hope wo Professor Khandelwal jaise na nikle."

(He sounds serious from his name. I hope he is not like Professor Khandelwal.)

Disha said and Noor nodded.

"Yaar hamare college wale ek achha young professor nhi rakh skte kya? Sab ke sab buddhe. Koi toh ek fun hona chahiye na. Jisse banda taad hi le."

(Can't our college hire a young professor? Everyone oldies. Someone should have been fun. Someone whom one can stare.)

Aakriti whined making both Disha and Noor chuckle and agree with her.

The three were discussing and laughing along when they heard a strong, masculine voice.

"Good morning class. I am Professor Shahzain Khan."

The professor who just entered the class announced and everyone got quiet.

"Fuck!"

"Hayee allah!"

"Damn!"

Came three whispers. The reaction was obvious.

The man who they weree expecting to be around 60. Old and balding turned out to be an extremely handsome looking man not more than 27 years old.

The man defined his name. Shahzain, King of Beauty.
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