CHAPTER:THREE

It was a Saturday hot scorching summer evening in Pakistan and everything was at peace as the sun was at it's zenith. cyeduh was busy spending her day inside her house doing house hold chores when after so long she heard a whisper which says "CALL YOUR MOTHER" for a second she was a little perplexed that her mother was standing right in front of her why would she call her name but still she called out "AMI" in Urdu language people call their mother ("AMI") and her mother suddenly turned back towards her and all of a sudden a brick from the rooftop fell on her foot which would have fallen on her head if she was not called upon by her daughter though her foot was severely crushed by that brick but at least she was alive than being dead by getting hit on the head!

this time cyeduh was not surprised at all but it was someone else who was, her mother! she was sighing in pain and still was not ignorant to what just happened and she screamed how did you do that cyeduh? you knew it was gonna fall? she was amazed and jarred but cyeduh instead of briefing about anything just told her that she saw that thing coming thou she did not even had any idea about it

Another evening in the college a guy stopped in her way and told her that he had something to say and guess what? she knew what it was about so she unwillingly gave him a smile and passed him off he again interrupted "Cyeduh we need to talk" he was among the top most handsome students from the college but Cyeduh was not after looks unlike those boys and girls from her squad! so she stopped to tell him that she was not interested when she heard a whisper "SLAP HIM" she had never been so dreadful on hearing a whisper or exact to say she never heard such violent whisper ever in her life but she did not wanted to face the consequences of not responding to it, it was an intense situation she never had a choice in these kind of circumstances so she rushed up to him and slapped him harder she could, she knew she would regret this but she did it! and for a moment it felt like that everything has stopped in the surrounding his face was bloodless paled and he wanted to disappear from there he wanted the floor to melt and take his body within it. it was equally as embarrassing for her she waited for the consequence she had to do such heinous act for but it never appeared she thought maybe it was not a whisper cause that sound was uncommon today in contrast to she use to hear usually and when she turned back it actually was a guy near to her face he was smiling devilishly as he was successful in his plans who whispered in her ear to slap him and she mistook that whisper to the solemn one. she felt her skin burn and her eyes bloodshot red she wanted to kill that pesky plaguy at this point! but she could not slap another guy to appear an arrogant and proud girl as what she already just did was more than unforeseen and mortifying. in her rage of anger she did not paid any attention to how was that guy who whispered to slap him aware of cyeduh's whispers and she just raced towards the college's main gate to escape that uncomfortable situation.

next morning on the dinning table having a cup of coffee in her hand which was more than hot she was thinking about what just happened yesterday when her sister Dua told her that her fingers are turning red and she immediately realize that burning sensation and dropped the cup on the table with a thud as it actually was unbearably hot. "Are you alright Cyeduh!? she asked "yeah i just slapped"! she paused and changed her statement to "I just did not slept well" because she knew she can't talk about this. It was at that moment when she was thinking about how did that guy knew I follow whispers or maybe she was just overthinking about it he just did it to rag me or WHAT IF he's aware of my ability? or WHAT IF he's like her too? there was bundles of questions rounding in her brain she has not slept the whole night thinking about that incident she skipped all her classes today as she was more than ashamed for her behavior since the previous morning