Chapter 5
“S.J.C. School, not like any other government funded school.” The principal spoke from the other side of the rich reddish brown mahogany table. She was peering over her glasses, as if I was some trespassing hooligan, “I really hope you do know that our school has a reputation. And a boy like Dhruv should not attend such an elite school. He better be off to some local school.”
My blood almost boiled, “But did you try to know the reason? That boy Rudra has been bullying him . . . I don't know since when! What about that? He is just a baby! He will retaliate. Till how long could he bear all this nonsense?”
“Oh! So he will retaliate and how! He has broken Rudra's nose! He could have gone to his class teacher or whoever was available at that time.”
“I did Mumma.” Dhruv said softly
