Chapter 2

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Sister Daisy's P.O.V   Somehow I managed to calm Tanvi. I told her that I would be there for her and that she need not be scared of being bullied. After that, I resumed the class. When the class was over, I asked some of the students what exactly happened with Tanvi. Some of the boys told me how cruelly all the girls bullied Tanvi. They scratched, pinched, and Kicked Tanvi very badly. They even snatched all her sweets from her. I came to know that the girls have gone overboard, they should not treat their classmates like this. I decided that I need to talk to the girls, otherwise they will behave the same with her every day.    In the break time, I called Ankita and her group to the staff room. When all the students heard that they were called in the staff room, they all were scared out of their wits because they knew they had to face me.    "Why are you bullying Tanvi? What is the reason behind this?" I asked the girls in front of me. I didn't get a response, they all just looked down at the floor.   "Why are you bullying Tanvi? Is she disturbing you or is she bullying you?" I asked again, but the students kept quiet and didn't utter a single word. I know that if I punish them, they will become more aggressive towards Tanvi. So, the best thing is to make them realize their fault by themselves.     Being a nun I know very well how to change someone's mind. So I started preaching to them. I told them that being a human we should not carry hate, jealousy or enmity towards any person in our life. Because by having hate, jealousy or enmity towards others, we will only ruin ourselves. Ankita and her group don't speak anything Infront of me, but I can see the cogs turning in their heads. Hopefully this will put a stop to their bullying and make them realise what they have done.   Tanvi's P.O.V    I'm glad I told Sister Daisy what had happened, hopefully now they will leave me alone and stop bullying me. Boy, was I wrong, because in their mind I had become their biggest enemy. They just wanted me to vanish in Infront of their eyes because today's incident had shattered their image In front of all the teachers. They got back to their class. It was still break time and they found me playing with some boys. They forcefully dragged me and cornered me in place, they clutched my hair.    "Why did you tell Sister Daisy everything?" Ankita snapped at me, I was too scared to reply. They started bullying and torturing me again. This time they painfully twisted my ear.   "If you ever speak against us again, you will face the consequences." Ankita snapped at me again, leaving me crying in the corner. I don't get it, my mom always told me that those who do bad to others always get punished, but I don't understand why I am the one getting hurt. I haven't made any mistakes, I haven't hurt others, so why am I getting punished? Why am I getting hurt? Why did I suffer?    I start doubting myself. Did I make any mistakes unknowingly? I asked myself and tried to remember if I had made any mistakes, maybe that's why God punished me. I tried to remember, but I didn't come across anything. I have always been a very good girl. I always listened to my parents. I never hurt others, neither humans nor animals, I always studied like a good child and did my homework on time. Then why am I facing all these things? Fat tears rolled down my cheeks. I tried to control my tears, but I was just a small child.    I felt so much pain in my stomach because of the kicks, that I couldn't get up and go to class. There was a caretaker for the kids who saw me there, everyone called her Didi, but students addressed her as aunty.    "What happened?" Aunty (Didi) asked me, as she bent down to my level. I couldn't help but hug my stomach as the pain was horrible. "I have a really bad stomach pain." I replied. I didn't want her to know what really happened, as I thought I would get in trouble again. I got up and saw that there were signs of shoes on my uniform. Didi just looked at me, she must have understood that I had been bullied, but she didn't say anything. She took me to the washroom, cleaned me up, made me drink water and then she sent me back into the class.   Soon, it was Tiffin time and as promised my mother came with my favorite food, Aalu ka paratha with curd (In St. Joseph school parents were allowed inside the school so that they could feed their children). I could already see that Ankita and her group started hating me more because my mother had come to feed me and their home is 20km away from the school, so they needed to come by bus, because of which their parents didn't come for their tiffin.    Nirmala's P.O.V    I reached Tanvi's class and took her to the sitting area, where I could feed my little bundle of joy. As it was the first time my daughter was away from me for such a long time, I immediately hugged her and caressed her hair and cheeks.   Being an innocent soul, Tanvi is like an open book to me and everyone else. If she is happy you can see the happiness on her face and if she is sad that also reflects very easily on her face. Looking at Tanvi's face, I easily guessed that my daughter had cried during the school hours, but why? Why did she cry? In the morning, Tanvi was excited when she came to school. She asked her father to buy candies so that she could share it with all her classmates. When all the other children were crying, she didn't, but now looking at my daughter, I can't understand what happened to her. Tanvi's nose was looking like a red tomato and even her eyes were swollen. She was looking very pale at that time.   "Baby what happened? Why are you looking like a red tomato?" I asked Tanvi, but Tanvi sat on my lap and started looking at her hands.    "Mumma nothing happened to me." Tanvi replied, sheepishly. She was scared of something, but what? I am an observant woman. I know my daughter is lying, but I don't know the cause of her lying. Tanvi and I share a very strong bond, so I can easily feel my daughter's pain. Being a good mother, I know how to handle my daughter and how to make her talk about the problem.   I have a theory in life for my child. My theory is simple. I believe it's good to listen to your child, even if the things are small to you, for them it's big. It's good to listen to anything your child wants to tell you, no matter what. If you don't listen eagerly to the little stuff when they are little, they won't tell you the bigger stuff when they are big, because for them, all of it has always been big. So it's really good to share a friendly relationship with your child so that they can easily open up to you and listen to everything patiently so that they can share their joy, happiness, sadness or worries easily with you without any hesitation.   I know that I need to handle Tanvi very carefully, so that she can completely open up to me and share all her problems and pain without any fear or hesitation. During the Tiffin, I kept quiet, being a foodie, Tanvi loves food a lot, but due to whatever has happened she has a very low appetite.   I somehow tried to cheer her up but inside my heart, I was really worried about her. By seeing Tanvi's condition, I was heartbroken. Tanvi has always been a very cheerful and lovely child, but seeing her like this, it shattered my heart into pieces. After Tiffin I dropped Tanvi in her class and started searching for Sister Daisy. She is the one who can tell me how my daughter became like this in a single day. While searching for Sister Daisy, I bumped into another one of the staff members.   "Have you seen Sister Daisy?" I asked.   "I'm sorry, but Sister Daisy might not come back to the school as she has some important work in her hostel." The staff member said. After hearing this, I half-heartedly came back home, but I was only thinking about my little bundle of joy. Now and then her face kept coming in my mind. Her swollen eyes and her pale cheeks were disturbing me a lot. This ones yours. Vote Comment Follow  Share And don’t forget to follow me on i********: @tanubansal9 Or on f*******: page name Bansal’s creation. On mobile you can follow me by clicking my name which comes after the story name. Click on it and you will see a follow button. And on pc or laptop, you can do the same.
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