After 2 days...
It was around 6 am. Zask was lying on his bed, half awake. He stretched his long mascular arms, yawning and shaking his dizziness off, he rose up. After he finished his morning activities, he sat on his study table and opened his journal. He picked up the pen and wrote:
THE BASIC INTRODUCTION
- Gene is a basic fundamental unit of information. It's present on the DNA.
- DNA is the genetic material of organism. It has the information of skin color, eye (iris) color, hair color, intelligence, creativity, concept grasping, height, and other features of the organism. Here it is all about humans, because the experiment is on Homo sapiens.
- Between two genes, a region of non functional DNA exists, called junk/spacer DNA.
4.The--
He was disturbed by the ringing of his door bell.
"Now, who's there?" he mumbled.
As soon as he opened the door, his eyes directly met with Feroze's eyes. His striking blue eyes contrasted her deep emerald ones. They complemented each other like the sky complements the lush green fields on a hot summer day.
Zask went blank. It was so sudden for him to immediately lock eyes on unlocking the door. Feroze's fair cheeks turned into a dark red blush, as if rose petals were staining them that way.
Zask held her hands and softly pulled her into the house.
"I thought you forgot about me, Zask." She said as she turned her back towards Zask. Her sweet, high pitched but soft voice made Zask feel a strange movement in his heart. His hands irresistibly reached his chest that seemed to have rippling six packs beneath the black T- shirt, to feel his heart beats.
Oh! Will you stop hitting my chest walls so loudly? It's my heart, not a drum set!!...thought Zask.
He moved and stood right in front of her. He removed the stray hair out of her eyes and locking his eyes with hers, he spoke ,"Feroze, I called you 'dear'... Don't Ever Ask if I Remember you...because I always do remember you. "
Feroze was speechless firstly because of his words and secondly because of the locked eyes.
Being aware of time's nature to pass away so quickly, they didn't stay in the same position for long.
"I'm bringing soft drink from the fridge..." Zask left.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Zask heard Feroze's scream. He left the drinks there on the table and rushed towards the bedroom, from where the scream seemed to come.
"FEROZE!!!", he screamed on the way, " Feroze... What happened? Why did you scream so horribly!! You scared me! It felt as if something was biting you! "
"What is this, Zask? See your bedroom! There's no place for me to sit here."
"So what was there to scream? Come let's sit in the drawing room." He took her to the drawing room but--
Feroze gave a fierce look to him.
"A-a-hh! Please don't scream again... I was-- I mean -- I-I--"
The room was very untidy with the scrumbled pages scattered all over the floor and some thin and few thick books lying on the coach.
Feroze ordered him, "Bring the drink."
"Baby, do you drink vodka?? I'm---shocked!"
"Ohh!! I am talking about the soft drink. Will you ever get serious?" Feroze became angry. But her anger sustained for a very short time.
"Okay, okay, dear! Chill!" Zask went to bring back the drinks.
"Here they are baby--- Ehh?? Did you clean it up?" Zask was surprised.
"Any doubt?"
"Feroze, you care for me...so much?"
"Yes, Zask."
They sat on the couch and started chatting with each other. When they conversed with each other, his deep voice varied greatly with her sweet voice. It gave a feeling of a deep color blending with sweet water in a soft drink.
"How's your new experiment going?" Feroze asked him.
"Yes, I am making notes first. The actual procedure is yet to be started. I would get with the actual procedure, perhaps, in the next week. Feroze, you know what?"
"What?" She asked him back.
He nodded and said, "Behind every successful man, there's a woman. Similarly, I am lucky to have you as a girl behind my success. You are my inspiration and motivation."
"How am I your inspiration? Our fields are totally different."
"Yes, but I saw your devotion and the ever-ready nature to work hard. Your sweet voice energizes me and..."
"And?"
"And I just--"
"Hmm?"
He sighed. "I'm speechless."
She giggled a little.
"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!! Oh my gosh!!!"exclaimed Feroze.
Zask jerked back saying, "What happened?"
"I'm getting late! I need to complete my programming work. Tomorrow is the date of submission!" She got up to leave.
Zask held her hand, "Is it really urgent to go?"
"Yes, sweetheart." She grudged on the thought of leaving Zask and the conversation.
Zask held her close towards her, wrapped his hands around her shoulders and walked with her up to the door, and reluctantly he let her go.
Feroze was Zask's inspiration. We all have an inspirator around us. We only need to search.
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