Last night, I couldn't sleep properly. Those messages from an unknown number were making me restless. Now also I'm thinking about those messages, standing under the shower. I want to know, why he messaged me and what type of help he needs from me. I really want to know. 
But how because I have blocked him? 
Should I unblock him? But how can I trust him? 
Maybe he is a fraud. But how can he harm me through the phone? I think talking to him over the phone is harmless. I'll unblock him and talk to him. Maybe, I would get to know something about him. Maybe he genuinely needs my help. 
I walked out of the bathroom, wrapping the towel around my body. I picked up my phone from the table. First, I unblocked him and then I sent him a message. 
Inaya: How can I help you? 
I waited for him to see my message for five minutes, staring at the phone screen. 
"He'll reply Inaya, why are you getting desp

Thank god, professor Zain didn't throw me out of the classroom today. He has given us time to write on the topic 'Why reading is important?' 
Now I'm not leaving a single chance to glance at him sneakily. I'm noticing his every move. I'm dead because of the way he is moving his hand over his jet black hair to set them, sitting on his chair. 
Seeing him, I always wonder, how can someone be so irresistibly handsome.
As he moved his bewitching eyes up, I instantly moved my eyes down. I sighed. Thank god, he didn't catch me staring at him.
After a minute, I slowly moved my eyes up to look at him again and found him doing something on his phone. A big smile flashed on my face because I got time to gaze at him again. He has dark stubble on his cheeks. Maybe he hasn't shaved for a long time. Whatever it is, he is looking so hot and very very attractive. I'm insane, really.  
"Just stop looking 

The next day, I reached college and like usual I'm late. I'm rushing toward my classroom, hoping to reach on time. Suddenly as I bumped into the strong man, I froze and felt like my heart has stopped beating. I moved my eyes up to look at the person. 
Oh Shit, It's professor Zain who has been making me crazy since my eyes fell on him. 
I'm staring at his handsome face without blinking my eyes. He's so attractive. I just can't take off my eyes from him. His face was serious. Then I looked into his black mysterious eyes. I'm trying to read his eyes but couldn't. His eyes are filled with so many emotions and getting lost in them. There is some kind of magic in them.
But wait for a second, why I wanna read his eyes, I wondered. He's making me crazy. I'm not understanding anything.
I finally got my breath back as he moved away from me. "Walk carefully, Miss Inaya." He said, breaking the silence. The way his perfect lips moved, I'm dead. Oh god, what he is doing to me? Please help me. 
I'm still staring at him like an idiot. What he will be thinking about me? 
I have to answer him. 
"I-I will be care-careful from next time, sir." I don't know why I'm stammering and why he's making me so nervous. I don't know anything. 
He walked into the classroom and I strolled behind him. I smiled at Anu infinitesimally before strolling to my desk and sitting beside her. 
"Today also you're late, Inaya." She whispered in my ear. 
I said to her in a gesture to be quiet by putting a finger over my lips because I don't want to be scolded by him again in front of the whole class. 
"Okay." She put a finger on her lips and cutely nodded her head. I chuckled, staring at her. 
Such a cutie pie she is! 
I moved my eyes from her to professor Zain. I saw him writing something on the whiteboard with a marker. He's looking hot from behind too. I laughed inside myself. I'm seriously crazy. So what, the whole world is crazy. I'm not alone crazy in this world. It's normal to be crazy. If you want to survive in this world, you have to be a bit crazy. 
He turned toward the class and sauntered toward the table. "So today's topic is A Turning point of your life." He told, leaning against the table. He kept his hand over the table and crossed his legs.
Damn, I just can't resist his hotness! 
I must say he has chosen an interesting topic.
"I'm sure, you all must know about this topic." Everybody nodded their head yes including me. He smiled slightly, making me crazy. Oh, my poor heart. 
He walked forward. "So, you all have to tell me the turning point of your life. A moment which changed your life. Come on hold your pen and start writing it." 
I opened the zip of my bag and took out a diary from it. Where's my pen. I looked for the pen in the bag. I think like always, I have lost it. I shook my head in disbelief. 
"Take it." Anu gave me the pen and I smiled at her, holding the pen. She knows me very well.
I kept the bag on the side and opened the diary after keeping it on the desk. I wrote the topic name in bold letters and then glanced at him. He is now sitting on the chair comfortably, busy on his phone. 
"Haye.. so handsome and attractive," I mumbled to myself, resting my chin over my hand and my elbow is kept on the table. I'm gazing at him like a stupid girl. He's a perfect creation of God!
As he moved his eyes up from his phone, I hastily moved my eyes down.
Oh my god, if he catches me staring at him like this what he would think about me. I wondered and started writing. 
Life is not less than the story of the movie. It's full of twists and turns. My brother's demise was a turning point in my life. It was the hardest time of my life. My life changed completely after losing my brother. Dad left the job because of mom and our financial condition was worsening. Then I got the idea of opening the coaching centre. Many problems came but I didn't stop. Now our coaching Center is so popular. In all this, I also came to know, what's life. People come and go, nothing is permanent in life. Life keeps on changing, we just have to change ourselves with it and keep moving forward. If life gives you pain at some point, accept it and move on because that's what life is. In life, everything happens for a reason. Every mistake of ours gives us a lesson. Life falls us down so that we can learn how to stand up. 
So, this was the turning point of my life and it teaches me a lot of things.
Professor Zain is randomly making students stand up to tell their turning points in life. I'm just praying that he won't make me stand up. I don't know why but I always become blank after seeing his face. My eyes are looking down, I'm not even looking at him. Haha... I'm laughing at myself. 
"Thank god he didn't make me stand." I sighed as the bell rang and I instantly looked at him. He strode toward the door after last time smiling at the whole class. 
Oh, my poor heart! 
"Finally, I can speak." Anu sighed, closing her diary. I turned my face toward her. We smiled at each other. 
***
A few days passed like this. I'm attracted to my professor and I have accepted it now. But I feel like he finds a reason to throw me out of the class and he's so aggressive and strict with me only. Why me? What sin have I committed that I'm bearing his anger? He makes me angry now. I'm irritated. But What I can do, I can't even say anything because he's our professor. 
But now I hate him for scolding me always without any reason. 
Seriously why always me? I don't know which of my past lives he is taking revenge for. 
I'm lying in the blanket at night on my bed and using my phone while thinking about professor Zain. He's so mysterious. 
Anu: Don't think too much and sleep. 
I received Anu's message and smiled. My Anu knows me very well. She knows, that sometimes I overthink at night before falling to sleep. 
Me: I'm trying to sleep but I'm very angry. I was just two minutes late today and he didn't permit me to attend the class. Why?
I typed the message, gritting my teeth in anger and frowning.
Anu: Inaya, You're thinking too much. Please sleep. 
She implored. Maybe I'm overthinking. I should sleep, she is right. 
Me: Good night. I'm sleeping. 
Anu: Good night and sleep well. 
As I closed my phone screen by clicking the side button, a message popped on WhatsApp from an unknown number. I stared at the number suspiciously. I opened the message in confusion.
Unknown Number: Hi... 
Me: Do I know you? 
I asked him.
Unknown Number: No but I know you. 
Me: How and who are you? 
Unknown: I will tell you everything but not now. 
Why? Now I became even more suspicious.
Me: Tell me, who are you or else I'll block you. 
I warned this person! 
Unknown: I can't tell you who I'm. Please understand. I just need you. Please don't block me. It's a humble request. 
I narrowed my eyes after reading this message. Now I'm becoming even more suspicious. Who Is he? Why does he need me? I'm not understanding anything. I should block him or talk to him. I'm so confused. Wait, wait the person is female or male. I don't even know this. Is he or she my stalker? What does he need from me? I'm scared a bit. 
Unknown: Please, don't block. I just want you to talk to me. I'll not harm you. 
I don't know, what I should do?
Me: Are you a girl or a boy? 
I asked out of curiosity. Before blocking this number, I want to know if the person is a boy or a girl or else I'll not able to sleep. The crazy me.
Unknown: I'm a man. 
Oh, the person is a man. 
Me: Who are you? 
Before blocking him, I again asked. Is someone is making me a fool? 
Me: Is this you Anu? Are you making me fool by this new number?  
Unknown: No, I'm not Anu. 
Me: Then who are you? Tell me. I'm blocking you. 
I received his message but I blocked him without reading it. 
Unknown: Okay. I'm sorry to disturb you. I thought you would talk to me. But I was wrong. Good night. 
After reading this message, I'm feeling like I did something wrong by blocking him. I should have talked to him. Maybe he really needs my help. But how can I help him? I'm so so puzzled right now. 
Should I unblock him?

Last night, I couldn't sleep properly. Those messages from an unknown number were making me restless. Now also I'm thinking about those messages, standing under the shower. I want to know, why he messaged me and what type of help he needs from me. I really want to know. 
But how because I have blocked him? 
Should I unblock him? But how can I trust him? 
Maybe he is a fraud. But how can he harm me through the phone? I think talking to him over the phone is harmless. I'll unblock him and talk to him. Maybe, I would get to know something about him. Maybe he genuinely needs my help. 
I walked out of the bathroom, wrapping the towel around my body. I picked up my phone from the table. First, I unblocked him and then I sent him a message. 
Inaya: How can I help you? 
I waited for him to see my message for five minutes, staring at the phone screen. 
"He'll reply Inaya, why are you getting desperate?" My mind asked me. Seriously, I don't know why I'm waiting for his message. 
I shook my head 

Chapter: 6 Mr Stranger