THE HOT PROFESSOR

Part: 9 Hey, Princess

After breakfast, I spent some time with mom and dad. I came back to my room and started cleaning my cupboard after ages. It is completely messed up. I'm throwing all the clothes onto my bed.

"I have so many clothes." I kept my hands on my waist and mumbled, seeing my clothes which are scattered on the bed in front of my eyes.

I made space for myself to sit on the bed. I started folding the clothes nicely and hanging some of them on the hanger.

I remember those days when mom used to help me with cleaning my cupboard. She scolded me for buying so many clothes and for not wearing them after one use or for never wearing them. I miss everything about her. I don't know when I'll get her back, but I won't leave the hope to get her back one day. After all, hope is the only thing that keeps you motivated.

I came on the earth back when my phone started ringing which is kept on the side table of the bed.

"Everything will be fine." I sighed deeply. I picked up the phone from the side table.

Oh, Mr Stranger is calling me. Now I'll hear his voice for the first time. I answered the call and put the phone on speaker.

"Hey, Princess." I froze for a second after listening to his voice. I felt something in my heart. I don't know what is it. His voice is pleasant, husky and familiar. Familiar to someone, as if I've heard his voice before.

"Hello, Mr Stranger," I answered back, holding the phone close to my mouth.

"You have a sweet voice, Princess." He complimented. I'm smiling like an i***t because of the way he's calling me princess.

"Thank you."

"I was waiting for your message. Are you still busy?" He asked and I'm still trying to recognise his voice by putting extra pressure on my brain.

"I forgot," I said the truth.

"What are you doing now?"

"I bunk college today as you know. So I'm utilising the time by cleaning the cupboard." I told him, looking at my clothes.

"That's nice."

"What are you doing?"

"At work."

"What type of work?" I asked, becoming curious.

Maybe I get some clue about him after knowing this.

"Construction. We make hotels all over the world." As he told me, I made O mouth.

"Oh wow, that's amazing."

"Tell me something more about your work." I'm trying to find out who is he.

"I know why are you interested in this. I'm sorry but I can't tell you." I can feel through his voice that he's genuinely feeling sorry, but the question is why can't he tell me.

"It's fine, but at least you can tell why can't you tell me."

I know he won't tell this too.

He took a deep breath, I heard it over the phone. "It's complicated. My life is messed up." His tone became serious.

Suddenly a question popped up into my mind and I asked. "Do I know you?"

Why didn't I ask this question yet?

"No, I know you but you don't know me." As he answered, I pouted disappointedly.

Shit, now it will be difficult to guess who is he.

Is he my psycho stalker? This is scary.

"Do you stalk me?" I asked, stammering.

He chuckled. "Chill, I'm not your psycho stalker." I sighed.

But wait, How did he come to know that I was thinking this?

"Are you a mind reader?" I instantly asked without thinking anything.

He laughed loudly. "Do you really think this thing about me?" He stopped laughing and asked.

"I was just kidding." I lied.

I wasn't kidding because anything could happen in this world.

"Don't think too much. I'm a normal person like you. I'm not going to harm you." He became again serious.

"Yeh, I know you only need me as a friend. I want to tell you something, I'm there for you, anytime you need me because from our yesterday conversation I feel like you really need me. You know what I think, everything that happens in our life has a reason. You messaged me because you need somebody to show you the reality of life. You know, I was completely like you. I used to complain that why my life is like this, and believe me, right now my life is a hundred times more f****d up than earlier, but still, I'm happy. I've no complaints. I'm relaxed."

I'm feeling like I'm giving some kind of lecture to him. Maybe I should become a philosopher. Good idea.

"How? I mean how are you so relaxed?" He asked in a surprised tone.

"Because I know life will be going to remain like this, messed up. So I stopped wasting my time in crying over my messed life and  I learned to live relaxed and happy in messed up life." I told him everything truly.

"How?" He asked in an excited tone.

"I enjoy every moment of my life forgetting every pain and problem of life. Live your life to the fullest as long as you're alive. Mr Stranger, stop worrying about the problems, do whatever your heart says. Just follow your heart. Life is so beautiful, believe me." I tried my best to explain him.

"I want to be like you. It's sound so amazing, Whatever you're saying. You know now I'm feeling like to fly. For the first time, I'm feeling something like this and It's amazing." I laughed, listening to his words. He is really sounding happy.

"It's just the beginning. I'm gonna make you meet a completely different life which will change your mindset."

"Thank you so much, Inaya. I'm a stranger to you and then also you're helping me. This means a lot to me, really." He thanked me.

I smiled wholeheartedly. I'm feeling so good to help him, really.

"So I'm accepting your friendship proposal. As Now we are no longer strangers, so don't thank me. Because the first rule of friendship in my list is that there is no place of thank you."

I've become his friend because I don't want him to feel like I'm doing any kind of favour on him. I'm doing it for myself because I'm feeling good from the inside. I'm not doing any kind of favour on him.

"I wasn't expecting this. I mean that you would become my friend so easily." He said incredulously.

"See, life gives you nice surprises too sometimes," I said and we both chuckled.

"Right, I can see. I'm glad to be a friend of a person who has a beautiful heart, a beautiful face, a beautiful mind and a beautiful soul. You're beautiful from everywhere." His words sent a shiver down my spine. I became speechless for a second, listening to his words. I felt extremely good. I'm overwhelmed by a feeling of utter contentment.

There is complete silence, we can hear the sound of each other breath over the phone.

I took a deep breath and said. "Everyone has a beautiful mind, and a heart, You too have."

He chuckled. "We've been talking for an hour."

As he uttered, I looked at the time instantly in shock. I just can't believe that we've been talking for an hour. I didn't realise.

"I'll talk to you later, Mr. stranger. I have to do a lot of work today." I said, staring at the clothes which are completely scattered on my bed. I've to do so many things today.

"I shouldn't have told you the time because I don't want to say bye to you." He uttered sadly.

Is he really feeling sad?

"I'll call you as soon as I get free." I don't know why but I don't want to make him feel sad.

He laughed. "You're so extra sweet. I was just kidding. It's more than enough for me that you're talking to me and you've accepted my friendship proposal. The most important thing is you're making me feel happy from the deep inside after a long time. You're doing a lot for me, really." I smiled delightfully after listening to his kind words.

I'm gratified. It feels so damn amazing after becoming the reason for somebody's happiness, really.

"I'm happy to know this." I smiled broadly.

"So now I won't disturb you more. Bye, and take care, Princess."

"Bye." I cut the call, having a blissful smile on my face. I want to spread happiness like this all over the world because it makes me feel good to help others.

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