Suriving The Shortest Shadow

Chapter-3 Unfair Life

Nine days have passed in the hospital and I am still recovering, my father brought all the fruits my brother is finally paying attention to me, my mom is peeling pomegranate and oranges for me, I have to drink beet root juice every day and it taste very awful. In all this situation, question was still there why? why such a step? the feeling that the whole world wants to ask you the same thing and they think you should know the answer but you still can't face the truth, the truth of yourself that's most depressing feeling I have ever been. Relatives were as usual doing their job of blaming me but now they were also shifting there blames to my brother and my parents. I wanted to stand with confidence to protect them all, but confidence is something which I have so less that I could barely survive. I wanted to say to everyone that every child is special likewise every child is weak too everyone has weakness but this world has already decided the criteria for weak and strong and that is academics. At class 4, I was going for 2 tuitions because of my academic and my brother was at 7 but he didn't need one. The timing of tuitions was from 3 to 6 at evening, it was our play time. I was energetic person back than all I want to do was run off to play games so whenever my tuition teacher called a day off, I was running with joy. My tuition teacher Mrs. Mathur helped me a lot I was starting to get better at academics I was getting better marks thinking right now of that memory I think that was my best 2 years of academic’s class 4 and 5 many times I got highest score in class and I was named as a topper.

But my teacher could not teach above class 5 and that's when I left my tuition in class 6. Class 6 everyone section is changed and my class was already named the worse one at the very first day because all the bad boys were grouped together. I didn't wanna get involved in this so I started sitting at second bench, but the I didn't even have a single clue that I'll be the leader of that gang and that gang in which all friends were from class 1 or 2 they will split half because of me. Yes, my entry in this gang was an accident but I stayed because of my choice and really kept me there were two people Natasha and Ayush. I smiled in the hospital remembering those idiots and that curve of my lips didn’t go unseen by my mother, she wanted to say something but then doctor came for routine check-up he said I would be released in a day or few. Everyone was relaxed but that news was not happy for me because what happened there was still haunting me. My mental wound was not healing and it's still fresh and now I ask myself will anyone change for me…?