Yesterday afternoon I landed in Karachi, the lovely humid air with a strong smell of smoke . Aah my favourite place in the world not because of the view but because of the memories I have with the people here. A bit of recap I came to Karachi to study medical at DOW medical university, I came here with my mom. Since one she doesn't trust me enough to let me go in but mostly because she came to visit her family , who are also the people I'm staying with.

When we left the airport we searched for the family driver to no avail. So my mother called him and from a distance I saw a man waving his hands , to think he could tell it was us from that far away is amazing. For example he was about ten cars away , but granted we were like a sore spot in the crowd as we were wearing colourful clothes. As a piece of information, people in Karachi don't really wear bright colours daily, only on special occasions.

We got in the car and left to go home. We were warmly welcomed by my Nani and Nana . My cousins and aunt were also there, I took a quick shower and we started talking . That night Nani and Nana ordered pizza for us and we had a pizza party, which is how she always welcomes us. My cousins and I kept talking till 1in the night , basically until they had to leave. After they left I got settled in my room.

Right now I have about a week before uni starts , so until then I'm just collecting the stuff I need which is not much. Currently I'm less afraid of starting uni and more afraid of making friends. That is if I can make any, since I'm just like every other girl but make me more introverted and antisocial. The only thing stopping me from making friends is myself. So I have exactly one week to fix this little issue of mine or else I can enjoy being alone for the next 4-5 years in uni.

Well anyway I went to sleep that night and fell asleep right away. Next morning I woke up and had a pretty normal day , I had breakfast and unpacked . I went out to get the books I needed when I returned my cousin s had come and we had a karaoke night which is a thing I started a few years ago . It was basically me singing in the worst way possible and my cousins making videos of me. We all sat outside in the nice hot and humid night and I sat and started singing while eating ice cream sometimes the others joined in and sometimes they just enjoyed me singing. Before anyone thinks that they just enjoy making fun of me then Ur wrong since the whole point of karaoke night is to be confident even if Ur bad and I whole heartedly enjoy every bit of it.

Today my cousins decided to stay over so we talked till the sun started to rise, after which we went to sleep. We woke up at 12, let me rephrase I woke up at 12 and woke everyone since if I'm awake then everyone else needs to wake up. That afternoon we went to lucky one mall and went on its rides.

When we got back we wanted to get into bed and relax but the universe had another plan. I hadn't taken my phone with me since I rarely get any calls so there wasn't much point and I didn't want to fear for another thing besides my glasses and my life on the rides. When we got home I went to take a shower right away after an hour or so after walking around the house mindlessly drinking water and occasionally talking to my cousins I decided to look for my phone. I had left it on the central table but it wasn't there so I decided to go look for my mother since she would know where it is .

I really didn't want to go to her since I really hated the idea of creating the guests who were sitting in the drine room especially since I have no ******* clue about who they are. I went to the mirror and fixed my messy hair to some extent and grabbed a dupatta, since if I don't my mother had hanged me from this dupatta. I took a deep breath and opened the drine room door, as soon as I opened the door 4 pairs of eyes fell onto me. I smiled and walked in and greeted the guests, then I went to my mom and asked her about my phone. She gave me my phone and told me that my dad had called me, as soon as the phone got into my hands I didn't waste a second and turned around really to leave. But as soon as I got to the door I was stopped by my grandparents.π-π

First my Nani introduced me to the aunty while the uncle listened. Meeting them wasn't bad and was leaving happily since they had given me 10000 rupees in the honor that I'm starting uni. Until he walked in. You're wondering who he is, well telling that he is the reincarnation of the devil himself will be an understatement of the century.

He is the grandson of these angel-like money giving uncle and aunty. His name is Aahil Ahmed, from first impressions he doesn't seem that bad, when I mean first impression I mean when he keeps his mouth shut. He walked in from the other door of the drine room, he greeted me and sat down. His grandfather introduced me while I stood there awkwardly, I was admiring his face since he was good-looking and was wearing a nicely styled suit. My weak spot. Aahil asked me about what field I'm going into,, and I said gynecology while sitting down across him, and he further asked, " why are you choosing gynecology, it requires a lot of energy, and time." I replied, " it's the field that's for sure never going to have a stop since kids will always be born also it's a field that's female dominant and most importantly the money, I like the money that's coming with it". The adults found my reply amusing except for him. The nerve of this guy to say," are you sure you're going to a medical university to get a degree and work or are you going to uni just to find a husband and build your marriage portfolio". I had to use every bit of my energy not to lash out at him and I responded composedly, while trying to keep my smile," what makes you think I'm going to medical university to find a guy, I didn't work so hard just to end up with a guy. And to the extent of building my portfolio by going to uni I find it very idiotic of girls who do that since they are throwing years of hard work on the slim chance that the guy they like or the guy they are marrying will treat them right. I myself won't make that mistake I went into medicine with the idea of establishing myself and I will only marry a guy after I establish myself. Also, I don't need to go to a medical university to make my marriage portfolio likable I already am likable unlike someone.". As soon as he opened is mouth to respond, his grandfather interrupted and tried to cool things off.

I greeted everyone again and left the room, I didn't know I could hate someone by them just saying a sentence.I went to my room very pissed about what happened like the nerve of this guy to walk into my family home and say such shit In front of the adults. Besides the anger towards him, I am very glad that his grandparents gave me money, that's the one thing stopping me from cursing at him. Hopefully I don't meet him again.

Since normally the family friends hardly come about once a year as a lot of them live outside the city or are busy.

The rest of the week I went out with my cousins and enjoyed it. Tomorrow uni starts and I have forgotten about that guy.

I prepared my clothes and bag , and went to sleep.

The next day I woke up early, got ready and left early due to the unpredicted traffic here. When u reached uni I got my list of classes from the office and then started looking for my class. Honestly I think the person designing the interior floor plan was high or something , since this school is a ******* maze. Along with me 2 other students were confused , a guy and a girl. Honestly speaking I would have gone up to them but it seems like they are dating and I whole heartedly have something against talking to couples.

So we all wandered around the school already Kate to class might I add, but we still refuse to talk to each other . I was about to go up to them but then I noticed that they just kept looking at me and then whispering something so I dropped my idea. After a while the girl came up to me and asked, " do you know where class 11 is , since we have been wandering for a while and can't find the class." I retorted , " I myself have been walking for a while to find class 11, frankly speaking this place is like a maze. Did you ask anyone else, like the seniors ,they might know where it is." By the time I finished speaking her boyfriend showed up , and he joined in and commented , " the seniors are of no help , they enjoy seeing the freshman confused. My brother also went here and he told me that it's like a tradition here." I stood there silently as this guy said very depressing shit very enthusiastically, as now I need to, let me rephrase we need to find the class. I guess he thought he had done something wrong or he maybe saw my displeased face which had left him to say, " umm... right sorry I should have introduced myself , let's start over . Hi my name is Mustafa Zahid and this is my friend Zara binte Zaid. So if you were freaked out because of us staring at you then I apologize for us but Zara said that you didn't seem to want to talk to anyone. In reality it was her being afraid of you." Him laughing while saying that, Zara proceeded to speak after him , " sorry about him he talks too much. It's not that I didn't want to talk to you but I thought you didn't like us since we were talking to each other. And I guess that left the impression that we were a couple, but we are not. Mustafa is a brother to me we are childhood friends that's why we were sticking to each other." I stood there for a while with a fake smile on my face. After a while I remarked ," God you two talk a lot. I'm sorry if you guys thought I was being rude but it's just that I internally have an issue talking to couples." " I understand, it's very awkward talking to a couple." Replied Zara. Mustafa asserted, " we should really start looking for class again or we are gonna miss the first class of the day" . With that we all started looking for class.

We finally found the class after half an hour, we walked into the class and the teacher looked us up and down and announced," you guys have made a new record for being the latest students to class. If you were gonna come this late might as well not have come at all and instead of being ashamed you people are laughing." Mustafa stated, " sir we really care about our class and the lessons you teach. We came in laughing because we were very excited for class. Sir haven't you seen how little kids come to class I'm very excited that's how we are feeling." You could really see Sir's face turn red and also me barely being able to keep my laughter in. First day and it has already become interesting.

No surprise at all but we became friends and talked with each other the whole day. Days turned into weeks and months had passed already. Our term was coming to an end . We were going to have a special professor come and teach us for the next term and he is starting earlier than expected since our sir went on vacation. Supposedly next term we will have his class only once a week but due to this unexpected leave he will resume Sir's classes for the time being.