CHAPTER 10
Generally I don't like the concept of the partner thing at all,but this time I know who I want as my partner. I just turned to my side and said,
"Iqra will you be my partner for this project".
She was very surprised to hear my proposal.But immediately she got hold of herself, nodded her head and smiled, making the lights in the room shine a little brighter. She popping out of the chair a little too enthusiastically, grabbing a guitar off the rack and we walked into the room in the far corner.
The room was silent for a while. Although I am a very confident person, I don't know why, whenever I am around Iqra I lose my ability to speak and my heart races fast. I feel like, I need to see a doctor.
I glanced down at the guitar, looking for a way to continue the conversation.
" Do you play? " I asked.
"Not very well. But I'm okay." She muttered, almost inaudible.
" Do you sing? " I asked. She glanced up with a nervous smile.
" Will you? For me? " Maybe I was going too far now. I hate singing in front of people. She probably did too. I thought she wasn't going to and gave up on it after I even said it. But to my surprise, she started singing. Singing one of my favorite songs of all time.
Her voice was enchanting, it felt like a hypnotizing spell had been set upon me and I joined in, harmonizing it. Both of our voices blended perfectly together, and the song gave me goosebumps as it flooded the room.
As the song ended, I looked over at Iqra. Our gazes aligned. It was as if the music had said it all for us.
"I love it." I murmured, tearing my gaze from her. Then, as I played the tune again, she started humming along, structuring a melody for the song. It was very experimental, but it sounded beautiful-she sounded beautiful. We spent the rest of the lesson coming up with ideas for the lyrics. It was the most fun I'd ever had in a music lesson. Iqra just seemed to understand me, and I seemed to understand her. And that left me with this odd feeling of happiness. It was almost like a boost of adrenalin.