8 years ago
December 2013, Delhi
“No…You have to see this …” Zuly prompted her to see the fashion magazine she was reading since morning. Dude! “Look at her lashes – the smoky eye make up, Oh my god!! It’s so amazing” Zuly was going insane after that Fiama magazine she got from her friend in school. She was telling Aayat to look into it and waste her time exactly the way she was doing.
Aayat heaved a long sighed, frustrated. Since morning, Aayat was on a race track! She kept her revision crisp and now it’s been the second time she was solving the questions of the chapter “Constructions”. She hated constructions with the deepest feelings. Anybody who would have seen her struggling with the compass failing at her rigorous attempts to curve a perfect triangle – she was hilarious at it.
Zuly’s voice was blurred in her head and it was fading away slowly. But when she grabbed her hand to show her the magazine, she cannot resist the expressions on her face.
“These fashion magazines aren’t helping you out tomorrow, you see. We’re still left with 3 more chapters to revise. And you haven’t touched your books ever since. I hope you know what that means right. Do you want to fail?” Aayat sounded a bit exasperated because Zuly wasn’t really interested in studying. And those two were gathered at Zuly’s house for group studies and that too in the last lap – Bad idea. Not that she didn’t know she was going to do well in her exams, but Aayat was freaked out to see her best friend paying no attention to the books she has kept open from the last 4 hours. It wasn’t her fault though. Studying with Aayat was quite a pain in the ass.