In his eyes

"Travelling in the sweltering heat of summer is no joke, I don't know why my parents think I always need some sort of chaperon; I could have easily stayed in the hill station by myself but Amma ko bhi na, go to Khala's house beta, its not safe or socially acceptable for a girl your age staying by her self. I will be back in a few months from the USA. Enjoy your stay in Multan till that time, you have never seen it and you have always wanted to go visit." All the conversations of the last few days were echoing in Rehaams head.
      The last few days had been a blur of activity Ami had needed to go to the USA on urgent business, Abu was not well and had asked her to come as soon as possible. Ofcourse on such short notice it was impossible to take all the family, so she was being shuttled off to khala's house and her brother and sisters were going to go to Nana abu and Dadi ama's houses respectively. Rehaam was lost in her thoughts when the train came to a stop and with it came the deluge of humanity. All the Co Cak Cola and SPrait wala sounds, Kulfi and Garam anday, some charlatan selling snake oils. She really needed to get some tea, her head was hurting too much, she had been up since the crack of dawn and from the looks of it she probably will be up for another day until they reached khala's house at the rate this train was going, they were only at Fateh jang right now. She looked at the seat in front of her, Bua masi was fast asleep; she really did not  want to wake her up, maybe she could go and get two teas by her self after all she was 18 years old and that in her books was old enough. She got up and took the money  out of her back pack and climbed down from the train. It felt good to stretch her legs, she proceeded to the tea stand. There was already a gentleman in front of her ordering tea. She stood to the side to let him finish; and than ordered two teas herself. She took them and was on her way back to the train when the fellow who had been infront of her rushed past her and in the process she managed to spill half her tea, "ouch" she yelped as the hot tea scalded her soft hands "I  am so sorry I was just in such a rush," he said. She gave him an angry look and was about to start off on a tirade when he said, "allow me to buy another one please. I am so sorry, did I hurt your hand also"
"Yes unfortunately you did".she said " let me see", he said as he inspected her hand. "dont worry I am a medical student." "looks like a first degree burn, I have some ointment in the train, i ll bring it to your seat; allow me to bring you some tea now."
  She looked at his receding back, he was tall almost 6 feet and had thick brown hair. He was dressed in an offwhite Shalwar Kameez and wearing the traditional sandals for the region, given the heat it seemed the wise choice, she though staring down at her own sneaker clad feet. He returned in a few minutes with a cup of tea and proceeded to accompany her back to the train. She came to her compartment to find bua ama still asleep. He left her the tea and said he d be back with the ointment in a few minutes. She continued to sip her tea and was immersed in her thoughts when he returned with the medication. "I am really sorry to have injured you, I hope this helps with the burning." he said." She looked up at him and for the first time noticed his eyes, they were the color of  liquid amber, smoldering and warm as he looked down at her. She felt a rush of color to her cheek and looked down at her tea. "Thank you for bringing me the tea and medication"Rehaam said,  "I am Rehaam and this is my bua amma, we are going to Multan to visit my khala," she said in way of introduction. "I am Hisham and I am on my way back to the Medical College, I am a student at Nishtar Medical Center. I feel terrible for my carelessness, I hope you feel better and in case you need anything, I am sitting in berth number 4."  "Ok, thank you Hisham sahib," Rehaam said. After he left she applied the ointment to her hand and than proceeded to sip her tea. He did have the most enegmatic eyes she though as she settled down in her seat and started to observe the bustle of activity on the platform.