At first, I didn't even know that Rayyan existed.
Whenever I went to call Aafiya to play, I would only see her cousin Tehshin. She often talked about her school, her life in Abu, and how everything there was different.
For us, it almost felt like they were foreign return kids.
They studied in an English convent school, while we studied in Gujarati medium.
To us, that felt like a completely different world.Meanwhile, we continued playing our usual summer games in the society.one of our favorite game was played with mango seed.
But there was always one strange thing Rayyan never came outside.He stayed inside the house all the time.Until one day.
The day I finally saw him.
We were playing our mango seed game when suddenly a boy came outside and started teasing his sister.
He looked mischievous.
Actually… very mischievous.
I didn't know who he was. I Annoyed, I shouted at him,
"Why are you coming in the middle of our game?"
He just smiled like he was enjoying irritating us.
That's when Aafiya said,"Samaira, this is my cousin… Rayyan."
For a moment, I felt embarrassed.
But then I said confidently,"If he wants to play with us, he will have to give the first turn."
Because in our society…
new players always had to start the game.
Rayyan looked straight at me with a strange smile.
And that was the first moment our eyes met.
At that time, I had no idea…
that this naughty boy would become the first love of my life.