Chapter 8- First Tragedic Meeting

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Tanish POV:- " Wake up, beta. Else, you'll be late on your 1st day of school. " Maa said while shaking me. " Good Morning, mom!!! " I replied with a yawn and sat on my bed. " Good morning, son!! " Mom replied while kissing my forehead. " Mom, do I have to go to school today? I'm feeling very sleepy. " I said. Then mom holds my ear and bandit. " Ohhh!!! Mom, it hurts!!! It's hurt. " I said. Finally, my mom releases my ear. " If you don't want your punishment. Then, be ready and come downstairs in 20 minutes. Quickly your time starts now. " Mom said while referring to her watch. I immediately stand up from my bed and stretch my arms. Then I go to the bathroom quickly before I saw mom left my room. " Jeez!!! Sometimes mom becomes a scary person. " I mumbled to myself and did my business and go to take a cold shower as it's hot weather. I came back to my room. I saw a school uniform for me. Then I wore my innerwear and that school uniform ( a white shirt, dark blue trousers, a school belt with the symbol of the school, a navy blue tie and a pair of black shoes.). I saw myself in the mirror. I decide to apply some gel on my hair and comb my hair. Then I go downstairs and see my dad sat on the dining head chair while reading the newspaper. I rolled my eyes and sat on the side of a chair. " Good Morning, Dad. " I greet him. " Good morning, son. " Dad, greet me. " Raaajjjj you knew naa I don't like when you read newspaper in dinning table. " Mom scolds dad, and I chuckled. " Dear, I wait for you to make breakfast for us. " Dad replied and, fold the newspaper and laid it on the side of the table. " I know you very well. Don't you dare to lie to me? " Mom yelled. " Ok, dear, you win. " Dad defeatedly said. " Let's have breakfast nicely. " Dad said while sitting her near his chair. Then we start having breakfast. " Son, do you know the school address? or I drop you at your school. " Dad asked and, I was irritated with his question. " No, dad, you don't need to drop me at my school. I can go on my own. " I replied sarcastically. " Fine then. " Dad said. " Then I have to leave now. Else I'll be late. " I said and completed my breakfast. Then I sat up from my chair. " By mom, dad. I love you. " I said while hugging both of them and leaving from the dining table and then came back to my room and took my books and backpack. Then, I went to the garage, took my sports bike, and start the engine and go to my school. I saw the way. There are some potholes in the road with muddy water. Some students, walking side of the road while talking with their friends. I thought of my friends and, miss them. I got distracted with my thoughts when I suddenly on one of the potholes with my bike. But, that pothole isn't deep, and some muddy water splashes into someone. " Hey, have you gone mad? Are you blind? You stained my dress. " Some girl shouted on me. I clutch on the breaker and stop my bike. I saw there is a girl who looked fatty. A bandage on her forehead holds a 12 years old girl whom I think her sister. " You are the one who didn't walk carefully. Else your uniform wouldn't strain it's not my fault and for your filthy dress," I said and took out my wallet from my backpack and took out 2000 rupees ( Indian currency) from my purse throw money, and it falls on that girl's feet. I was about to start the accelerator when I hear her again. " Stop!!!! " She said and took the money in her hands and came towards me. " I don't want you filth money if you think I am after your money. You maybe look rich. But, you don't have any right to insult me. I'm a self-esteemed person if you think you brought me with your money. Then, You are mistaken. " She said and thrown my money on my face and then turn towards her sister and start to walk towards school. " Wow, who is this girl? No one ever dared to talk to me like that. I want to meet that girl again. " I thought and smiled devilishly.
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