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Manik's Pov

Manu, kya kar raha hai? Tera thabyath tik nae hai, why are you doing this? Dad was going all daddy on me. I signaled him to pass the chicken to grill, which I already marinated long back. He groaned yet gave me.

Okay, I'll prepare it. You move aside. Raj Malhotra volunteered to help me out.

Dad apko cooking ka 'C' bhi nae atha hai, patha haina. I want healthy and edible food for Jaanu not burnt one. Aap please betiye. I made him sit on the chair, started grilling. Though smell was unbearable yet I know this would what Nandini would love to eat as started eating nonveg.

Manu, usse patha chala na, thune khaana banaya hai, Pura ghar sir par lelegi voh. He was indeed right, yet I chose to continue my work. I heated oil on another burner. Started chopping onions for sides with lemon for the ultimate taste. Muah!! My mind said for the delicious taste, yet the smell reminded me, I can't have them like before.

Aap ko patha hai, Nandini is very adamant with her belief and principles, Paki rethi hai voh.

Kalse voh non-veg nae kapayegi due to wedding rituals. Unlike Punjabi wedding, south Indian don't eat nonveg or serve the same in the wedding. In fact, both families won't eat meat for a certain period, Mom(Supriya) ne bathaya tha, aur Murthy's tho brahmin's hai, une patha chala na Nandini nonveg khathi hai, uska ker nae. I couldn't possibly imagine the scene of Nandini being thrown out of the house for the same. Dad is very much strict in such matter, though he does drink that too with a limit- the reason, he was posted in the coldest area of the border, where alcohol consumption is more like a necessity. And Mom she left it long back for him. I never briefed anything more or less like this to him.

Par Manik, she is marrying you, humara yaha nonveg allow hai, why she is putting a ban on herself and on top of it she is Kirolskar man, she can eat any damn thing. He was getting on my nerves now.

Dad even same applies to Maharashtriyan's. How couldn't you know? Even after marrying maa. I cribbed at him.

Fine. Let me grill this at least dur hato, shakal se patha chal raha hai, you aren't able to stand here. I gave up to him and instructed how to operate it, I was totally amused, he did it well when I expected a disaster. Then I dished out in the plate. Picked up a bowl of hot oil in my hand, carefully. I made my way to my room not before serving same to the senior Malhotra, who was really not trying to be greedy to pick up one piece of grilled chicken, That man.

I pushed the door with my leg and saw my lady love sleeping peacefully on our bed. I kept the tray aside by properly covering the lid, as much as I loved to cook for her, I was really hating the smell of it, which once was my favorite delicious aroma. Aiyyappa kya kar rahe ho, mera sath? I cribbed at their dear Aiyyappa looking at my rooms cieling.

I took her feet on my lap to see it was totally swollen as I saw before, I also remember holding her back in ache, when I laid on her lap. I steadily pulled her up and unhooked her dress from the back of her neck. I covered her almost bare body in sheets, made her sleep on sideways so that I massage on her back before moving towards her feet.

Manii. She whispered inaudibly, yet I heard that and smiled not before kissing her hairs as assurance. And she went to deep sleep as she never slept for ages. That woman!! Is just Loveable!!

I covered her properly with sheets once I was done with her massage, I hope her swelling comes down. I'm quite worried about it. I saw her bag thrown carelessly on the couch, I first cleaned my hands and then walked to clear out her mess, which was lying all over the couch. I started dumping them.

Manii. I tilted my head to see when she stretched her hands for me, I smiled and put two boxes in her bag, without even seeing what it was just because she hates when I brag on her personal space.

How am I bare? Mumble was soft to my ears, I just settled next to her.

How are you feeling? She cuddled herself to my left arms, I smiled at her.

Tume na massage center open karna chaiye. But then I don't want you to touch anyone except me. I laughed at her possessiveness.

You are my Personal massager. I entwined our hands.

Sorry, muje tumpe chilna nae chaiytha. She looked my face as I continued

I was worried for Avni and was really guilty for not being there for her. More than that I'm scared for her, now. I, Myself put her into something which may put a deep scare in her. I don't know. She just tightened her fingers against mine and kissed my hand. 

Maybe, you are right? I looked at her for encouraging my fear.

Manik, I just wanna say this to you. There may be times where you can't be there for your children. It is not possible always to protect them. But Manik, we can help them by making them strong. When I was totally clueless, she said further.

We need to look out for our children, yes, stay behind them like a shadow but also let them experience life with their own share of pain and scares. Hum unhe hamesha bacchne chakar mai, we'll become overprotective over them. 

Then, when we'll make them confident? when we'll make them trust themselves? when we'll make them strong to fight for themselves? They shouldn't look someone to bail them out but fight the world individually. I want my kids to be prepared for thousands of obstacles, the evil world throws at them. Not to wait for his/her parents to protect them. It's not always everyone stays with your thick and thin, it is always individual fight, we shouldn't depend on anyone. And definitely, I don't want coward kids. She was one kind of mother, apart from being a typical mother to her kids, she was an independent woman, who expected the same from her children too, and I was proud that she had such strong principals and always kept the bar high, and expected a lot for them for their own good.

I want them to put a brave fight even in lost battles. That's how my kids gonna be grown. If they want to be qualified to call my kids, they need to stand up for themselves. 

And they have been doing it. The proud grin on her face gave away her feelings for her children. Avya was her Proud no doubt at it.

Let Avni learn to fight back. She has done long back with that teacher. She put a great show, by hurting him all possible ways to protect herself, yet this time, I want her to work on her fear. Somewhere down the line, she couldn't come out of that dilemma. It scared her for months, she wouldn't let anyone touch her, talking was the farthest thing. I yearned to hear out her. She rubbed off her tears harshly, I couldn't myself stop the silent tears for my baby Pumpkin.

She was just eight years old, Manii. I couldn't really miss out the pain and guilt in her voice. That punched straight right on my heart.

I felt so guilty for not being there for her. I was out of the country with Abhay for a business meeting, she was supposed to join us. It was their spring vacation.

Your stubborn daughter didn't want to come with us as she had a fight with Abhay for the same, yet she didn't agree as she had to attend her art exhibition, because she was the participant. She had prepared for that exhibition from how long, I don't even know, she was excited. I let her be with Jeevika and Viren seeing her passion and determination for painting. 

She was put through the worst situation followed by police case, she was alone with those manly committee people, who wouldn't hear her out. She never talked about what really happened in that lab, but I was sure nothing more disaster happened with her because she took charge to protect herself. 

I don't know the whole thing, because I was in flight, back to London on the same day, but she was out of the station by half-hour with Prathik's statement. He was there with her all the time. He helped out giving statement favoring Avni. I don't know how true that sentence was yet I know something happened out there, In that lab, something happened, Manii?? Her eyes showed the biggest doubt and fear, that made me gulp in restless and fear. In fact, after listening to Prathik's name in the whole situation. Damn me!!! 

Prathik, you just didn't want to see my other side, but I guess you love it now. Moron!! I screamed internally.

Which is only known to Prathik? I don't believe that boy dared to lie on my face. I'm gonna screw him so bad that he wouldn't have any idea. Get ready face The Manik Malhotra, bohuth Mamu banke advantage le liye tune mera. Aab batha hunga tuje.

However, your dad covered up the case from Avni side. He didn't let this case leave a black mark on her records. He cleaned up so well before I land to London. Prathik and your dad bailed out her from the case, smoothly. And Prathik was made vanish from there like he was never there. I was given the same statement what they showed to the world. Avni came out clean though they couldn't protect her from the fear. 

I embraced her in my arms, as we let out the tears. I kissed her hairs to soothe her, though we both know, a scar on the child, hurts parents more than it hurt their children. Because we don't want them to get pain. We will always be selfish for our children at the end of the day for their happiness and go to any extent to keep them away from demons.

I'm proud of her, Mani. I have always been. She put such a strong fight against a well-built man not giving up herself. She was afraid still not coward to let everything on her fate or waited for anyone to help her out. She fought against the man solely, how I don't know? It's just I want her to stop being afraid over the past. I want her to move on. 

She'll. You know, I was so mad at you for not telling me this before. But I guess, you did right. We shouldn't always let our Avya have all the privileges of being our children, then when will they learn to live all by themselves when we aren't around? You brought them well, Jaanu. More than any could. Avni wouldn't fight for herself if she didn't have a mother like you.  She was inspired by you. You always fought for yourself never waited for anyone, neither your father nor for me. I'm proud to say you are my mother's kid.

You know, I'm not a bit of afraid now? She looked at me surprisingly.

I just forgot whose daughter she was. She is your Smile. Knows how to take care of herself and knows how to make them regret if they mess with her forever. And she did prove long back. Well, I didn't know I was proud of her or to be worried if it was some other girl, I would trust Prathik's story but if it is Avni Malhotra, I know he did lie, strongly. That too first in his entire life. But why is my question?

Aur ye sab tume,(she routed her finger in anger) mai sab bolne ke baad patha chala. She nodded her head in disbelief.

Naa. Muje ye sab tab samaj ayyi jab tum Prathik ke naam liya. I didn't want to hide any damn thing from her at least, if it is a matter of Avya, she has every right to know about them.

Mai kuch samaj nae? She scratched her hair adorably, that earned a strong peck on her lips. Though she licked her dry lips making it hot for me. Gosh! She knows to have me in her tips without doing any damn thing, are am I such loser against her charm? None answered. But I guess the latter one is taken as an answer.

Mai bhi, I didn't get why out of anywhere two kids send me gifts all over from the different world to my doorsteps until now. She frowned with irritation. Yes, I did something that made Avya enter into their life, unknowingly. And I knew the reason today.

Tek se bathau. 

How about you eat grilled chicken? She agreed with confusion, yet I couldn't miss that shinning twinkle in her eyes like mine, when I hear about chicken, she is totally rubbed off by me. Good going for the near future.

Bohuth bhuk lagrahi hai. She rubbed her tummy over the sheets. Ever so tidy Nandini Murthy was a total mess in my bed, almost bare did I mention that how sexily, huffooo I fanned my face mentally as I saw her covers weren't really justifying theirs work from the assault I'm planning in my wicked mind against her. Aiyyapppa.

Aaj kal kuch zayada bhuk lagrahi, tume. I mocked her effortlessly.

Trying to be sarcastic? She challenged me,

I wouldn't dare, Sweetheart. I pinched her nipples, where slapped my hands away with a painful scowl at me. And again covered herself when she was sure me being out the sheets completely. 

Hath math lagna tum. She warned, meanwhile I fetched the tray for her. 

Ye lo. I opened the lid for as I sat on the couch opposite to my bed.

Yummy, ethna accha khusbu. She waved her hand to have the strong aroma of it. I was already finding places to run away.

Mani, you smell this you'll feel better. She passed some box to me, I smelled it.

Kya hai?

Lemongrass. You won't feel like puking. I took a strong whiff.

Don't they have bones? Examing the particular chicken piece, I love her innocence.

It's boneless, Jaanu. I tried to educate her.

But you eat with bones. Kept the piece back with a complaining pout.

Nandini, your learning to eat them. Have it boneless. She agreed more grumpily, what fuck is wrong with her mood? Damn her PMS!! that ringed the wrong bell inside me, I swear on God aaji anatha usko? When we are together and she is almost bear, I mentally screamed myself. Control Manik, aaj tera din nae hai. I heard a wicked laugh of my mind at my hormones. I scowled at the conversation and poke the bubbles in which their conversation running on the back of my head.

She took the bite and chewed. Automatically her eyebrows raised at me in sternness. 

Kisne banaya? The authoritative her voice scared me to shits. I'm screwed, am I right?

Maine.

Shayad tum muje seriously lena band kardiya. I closed my eyes tightly not wanting her wrath.

I said you to take rest, not to prepare food for me. Dimak karb tumara. Ek baar mai samaj nae athi hai tume? I heard everything like an obedient kid. Arey aab biwi gussa dilanka koun tula huwa hai, bawra samaj raka hai, kya?

Sorry. I want to make it up for you, little.

Khana banke? Are you serious, Manik Malhotra? You know, I don't fall for this. She was least pleased with my idea. I pouted at her grumpily.

I want to pamper you with my food. I replied truthfully.

You always do that, Manik. But I don't want you to cook for me when you are not well. You know it. Why do you start being stupid all over again? If I was near, I was sure there would be black eyes on my Roka. It was safer to stay away from her until she calms down.

You aren't picking single glass without my permission until I'm satisfied with your health. I had to agree and give in with a smile. She was truly my mommy.

Kaisa bani hai? I supported my head on the couch rest. Still trying to woo her from the previous matter, which happened when she slept in my arms, I couldn't really get over the disappointment look in her eyes for me. I did something terrible unknown to my knowledge, I fucking could say that.

Acchi hai. Your the best cook, Husband. She blew flying kisses at my way. I caught them and kept on my heart.

Thank you, wifey. I pouted kiss for her in return, she laughed like a schoolgirl at my act.

We are gone case.

I can't agree less. 

Tho kuch batha rahe the. Well, here we go for the past again.

End of Manik's Pov

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Writer's Pov

Well, I believe one thing strongly.

A Mother is a person who solely shapes the attitude of the child than a father. 

You all will be pointed once in a life, what your mother thought you? Didn't you?

She is the maker of You.

A word for all the ladies out there. Make the child aware of 'The touches'. It is very crucial at the same time sensitive topic too. Give your daughter a piece of mind about wrong touches or inappropriate touches and looks. This, need to be spread just to create awareness among the school going and tens. It is better to corrupt children with awareness than being sorry for not giving them knowledge about it. Yes, spoiling the innocent mind of a child is wrong but better for her own good. (Not completely though- just a bit could make them aware of the danger they are getting into- in a simpler way with their understanding)

Give your son a piece of mind, how their touch can torment someone if it is made in the wrong way, make them aware of touches as much as a girl even boys also need this knowledge. It is not always girls get harass even boys too. They should know the difference between a friendly touch and creepy or sexual touch. Make them know the right and wrong. So, that they don't leave scars on their white pure soul.

Provide them some codes to reach you which is only known to you. Rather going all daddy or mummy- be their keepers, who they come up to and confine their worries. Don't scare them up or shout at them in the name of society or family name or even it is a matter of relationship, take a stand for your child. Be listeners and see what you could possibly do. In emergency or danger ask them to watch out things that help them to buy some time. Send them to defense classes. Importantly make your kids stand out against their bully than being submissive for any in any situation. Make sure you keep a regular check on your kids, take keen on their behavior. 

I hope you consider this. If you ever become someone's keeper. Drop-in about your suggestion. Give some tips if you any, so that it would be useful for everyone.

Perhaps, something horrifying happens, which may not be redeemed, standby them, all they have their parents to have their back, rather than asking them to shut their mouth in the fear of society, let the child as a privilege to punish the tormentors in a legal way. Don't shut their mouth, you wouldn't understand the pain. Let's fight for the silence of the victim, don't encourage them to shut their mouth rather them to ask to fight, because you don't want someone to go through the same which your child has gone through. Hope you understand my Pov. And think wisely about it, it may sound intense, it is quite a topic which need to look over by all parents for their own child, future.

It's better to be safe than be sorry.

And the matter doesn't end here, whatever way you brought up your children reflects their decision and their attitude for any given situation. If you brought up in the right way, they won't tolerant shits that happen with them. It may be in any situation. Taking a stand is very important. You can't really know what is their fate, but you can definitely trust them with their decision if you really brought them in the right way. Perhaps, if the kid isn't given moral support, they may not able to fight themselves. Where insecurities burden them with any given situation which tends them to throw hell. Now, it's in your hands, whether you want to give hell or heaven.

Stand by them. Zero Tolerance to every fucking shit that happens to your child. And see where it takes your child. I'm sure you would be proud of your child just because you brought them in the most rightful way. 

End of Writer's Pov

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Prathik's Pov

Hmpppp!

I crashed on the floor, that was one military practice. That couch is the successor of Hitler, I cursed him like I never did to anyone, I leaned to the wall to relax after regress exercise and practice when I heard the sound of 

Ting!!

I smiled as I heard that sound. I pulled the bag on my lap as I removed the lock and key from my bag.

I slowly caressed our name on it.

(Instead, imagine it as Prathik & Avni with any date)

Turned it back where our picture was customized. I smiled looking at the picture. 

(Imagine backside of the lock and not the picture)

(Imagine something like below was imprinted on the lock)

Ms. Malhotra, I badly miss you. Ye school aye ya nae? Wondering about her I thrust the anklet to my pant pocket. Need to plan something adventures to divert her mind. I sighed at her mood swings, which usually don't get worse. Once it gets worse, it is more like calling for your end.

Prathik, aren't you attending your classes? I heard from my fellow classmate, who was ready to leave the ground.

No. I'll join later. I dismissed him politely though-

Waiting for Avni. I chuckled. It was more like knowing about her whereabouts from me.

None of your business. I turned another aside. He cursed his fate and left the ground, my usual attitude of not getting along with jerks.

As I fell down the memory line

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Flashback 

Two and half years ago

Prathik? Did you really wanna go? I rolled my eyes at Mamu, who wouldn't stop his questions.

Mammu, I want them to spend some time genuinely. I don't want to become a hindrance to their life. I reasoned him, while he drove me to the airport. 

Prathik, you can stay with me, Why the fuck London? Voh bhi akela, dad bhi tho ne ja raha hai. I took some air, I really don't know how to convince him, when it was pretty easy with Mom and Vishwas Uncle. Sorry, dad. I'm trying ok. I'm trying. 

Mamu, please I want to have my own space. And I promise to take care of myself. Apko kohi shikayath ka moka nae dunga. 

Fine. you'll call me twice a day, any problem, I should hear before anyone. I agreed as we stepped out of the car, once we reached the entrance of the airport.

You could've taken dad's jet. He suggested as we both picked my luggage. He smiled at the people who recognized him as an acknowledgment, I'm so happy he came back to music, I never knew he was this popular until I saw his live concert crowd, Man, he as fan followers even today. That to such strong fandom. Proud of him.

I'll fly in the jet when you own it. He ruffled my hairs, as we walked inside the airport holding my hands. I smiled at him.

You'll. Now have something, you didn't have anything at the wedding. I nodded my head in agreement, while we both settled in Mcd corner seat. I filled my tummy. He sat opposite of me waiting to complete my meal.

You don't want. 

No. I'm not hungry. Your mom got married today, her happiness and contentment made me void of hunger. I smiled at him.

You love her so much. I commented as stuffed more burger, he cleaned my hands when I was done.

I do. She gave me so many reasons to love her. I didn't have anything to say, because I agree to him to totally because she has given so much to me, that I can ever return to her.

Why do want to leave on her wedding day? I glanced at him. He was really worried about me rather them. I could say that.

Mamo, everyone around me always said. She went through a storm. And today, she is having a peaceful life. I want her to cherish and adjust with that peace. Waise, Where am I going? I'll be back to her always. She is my home. I had to come to her today or tomorrow. I never saw that genuine smile on her face than today, that tears of happiness, that could be reeled in my mind forever. She was happy. And Vishwas uncle will keep her happy, I'm sure about it. That came out more than I actually planned to justify my feelings.

Aren't you happy with their marriage? I mean Vishwas, you know right he is the gentleman. He was concerned for his sister I know. But I'm always happy that everyone valued my feelings in whatever decision they took.

Mamu, I'm happy that they finally got married. And Vishwas uncle, he is the best. You know, I was really doubtful he being in mom's life in the initial stage, but when he came up to me when he felt - he has feelings for her, which he couldn't control. He asked me - would I accept him as my father if my mom falls in love with him, it was even before he even confesses this to anyone out there. I was really touched by his confession and my value is his decision, I'm happy he made me part of his family. I replied to him that if Mom would happily take him as her husband, I would accept him too as my father. He did it and kept his all promises he made for me, Now, it's my turn to accept him as my father, but it's not easy Mamu, I even remember that purest confession he made in front of me when I didn't even know the father's love in meaning. He earned his place in my heart with great care and love.

I need time. I want to accept him heartily as my father. I need my space to clear out my mind. I never had parents from the start. Mom adopted me from birth. So, it was never difficult and her love didn't for once made me feel I'm not her son. I accepted her as my mom and my home even after knowing where I come from, she accepted me. I want the same feelings for him. He so promising fatherly figure for me. I don't want him to adjust for my comfort or discomfort or I want him to treat more kindly because I don't have father, then I don't want him to feel like I'm extra baggage for my rudeness if our relationship turns bitter in near future, God forbid, I don't want anything like that in my future, I need him to be my real father. I want to build a bridge between us, that would connect us. I want to work for this relationship as he did. I want him to scold me for all my wrong and bring me to correct path. I don't want his overpamper or love. I should be accepted as I'm, I want to do the same for him. Before all this, Mom and he need more time to construct good companionship. I'm just giving them their time meanwhile preparing myself to this bond relationship.

Proud of you. Your mom raised just in the right way. He kissed my forehead. I somewhere know deep inside my heart, he would be the best father for his child, when he does so much for me and Mrudula or any kid out there. Imagine what more he'll do for his own kids, it will be beyond my thinking definitely, Lucky are those who are Manik Malhotra's children. I can write it down anywhere.

I heard the flight announcement when I got my tickets checked in. I turned to Mamu,

Just take care of yourself. Something goes wrong- I cut his hundredth line.

Next second I'll ring you up, I know Mamu. 

That's good, you finally learned to be smart. I rolled my eyes until it settled on the book displayed on the book store shelf.

Mamu. I poked him when he was busy moving my carriage to security.

Voh koun hai? I pointed out curiously. He looked my pointing finger and at the direction.

Meera. 

Meera Bedi. He said with a tender smile.

Koun hai voh? I never heard of her. Aur unke naam pe ek book?

Padna chaoge? I'll buy for you. I was never a nerd, in fact, I run in the name of reading books if it is not the syllabus, I'm not a person who you find with any book. I'm really average person in terms of reading. I'm more of a sports person. Though I pass in flying colors just because I don't read doesn't I mean don't remember my syllabus? 

Ex- Indian Captain of Football. 

Captain Meera Bedi.

He was proud of her. I get that.

Football mai. He nodded his head while I picked up the book doubtfully, it will be my first ever book out my syllabus, if I read this. 

I examined it while caressing her face. She had that kind of warmness in her eyes, which I seeking everywhere.

Pay for this. He was more than ready for it with the most beautiful smile of his.

Kabhi suna nae? We both sat in the waiting room, and he was allowed there too, jut because he owns Malhotra title, right next to him. It was snobbish to hear but then it Manik Malhotra, he was anything but snobbish, yeah just don't tell him, I can't keep up with the attitude of his smug, that's so evil to describe. 

She was very famous for her times. I definitely pick that word from his sentence.

In her times? I tilted my head curiously.

She is no more. She passed away nine years back. He passed a meaningful sad smile, which I doubted ever existed in this world.

She is beautiful. I commented trying to shrug the thought of she not being in this world, where I'm living. Yet somewhere deep inside it pricked my heart straight with a knife, I felt myself covering the tears which were ready to threaten up in my eyes.

Indeed. A beautiful person, I guess so. He caressed the cover as he looked to my eyes.

How sure you are about it? The confidence in his voice made me question him in a snap.

I meet someone whom I might think took her traits, Positively. He lazily ruffled my hairs, I get it he loves to spoil my hair and then he doesn't need to do when we are having a serious discussion.

I didn't get you. I was trying to read in between lines.

Forget it. Have a nice journey. Khub enjoy karo. I hope this trip gives you whatever you need. I hugged him and bid final bye to him, took my flight to London. I didn't know that was the turning point of my life. I meet two important people of my life, one was Meera Bedi in the form of my inspiration and Avni Murthy, the ultimate meaning of my life. The one whom I was waiting for all my life.

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I settled down in my room, I sniffed with cold. Man, this place is terribly cold, how do they even stay here. I called up mom long back just to escape from her scolding. She is a typical mother of course.

Baba, I turned back to see the servant waiting for dinner. That night went really well, even the night I decided what I wanted from my life. Where did I want to be? 

As I caressed the cover of the book. I couldn't possibly imagine myself reading some book. But let's face it, dude, I Prathik, read the whole book throughout the flight. I know I'm cracked up. But not every day or everyone inspires me as she did. Coming from a lower-middle-class family, she put up herself to reach her goal, and she succeeded in reaching over there. Being Indian Captian of Football wasn't joke at least for me. I know it is hard and takes lots of your hard work and determination. And the worst part was she was never encouraged for the same. Yet, nothing stopped that woman. Not even her conservative or orthodox family, which clasped her back in the name of tradition and rules for a girl. And the best part of the book was about the author, who was none other than her father, who restricted or wasn't fond of what she wanted it her life. It was surprising that I get to read at the end of the book. That woman not only achieved her goal but also pulled her father from narrow-minded thinking. She was an inspiration. No doubt at all. And the role model of many girls out there.

Then I opened my diary to pen down some quotes which came in my heart, it is my hobby. I love to write quotes, which is often. And I have a great collection of it from various places and people, how it got into my system, I'm not sure. I certainly enjoy this hobby of mine, fullest.

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I thumped the ball on the floor, it was already two weeks in London. I don't want to fake my interest in roaming around it. I fell in love with the place. I thought I'll regret coming here alone, but I was pretty wrong. The place gave me insight interest, which I always trying to figure out in me. Now, I know my goal. It is far from me, today, but not in my future. Straight ten years from here. I would love to hear.

Prathik

Prathik 

Prathik

In the vast stadium and I winning a series of cups to my country, India, is what I wish to see down from here. That brings a smile on my face. I sighed as I walked in the street thumping the ball in the footpath. Where the rest world works as usual. 

I chewed my gum meanwhile adjusting my backpack, which solely had water and water. Just because I gulped every damn thing I had in that damn box, let me tell you it wasn't anything that filled my stomach. That dieting chef of Malhotra's. Did he happen to think, I crib in the name of the food, then he is hell wrong, he deserves a piece of speech from me.

(This school is in real in London. I have used it in my book twice already - rest everything is imaginary)

I thumped the ball when I finally read the school name. Like finally it existed on this very planet, what was my Nanu thinking before he happens to join me here out of all the places in London. 

Though I must say the place was too modern with the most amazing interiors. I fell in love with the school. If it was by chance my school, I would've never faked illness. Did I say this school had a great place to get hidden, too much for my liking to bunk my classes, it would be easy for me. If only. I scoffed. 

I took the instruction from the fellow students who guided me to the court, where I was supposed to meet the couch. Yet, I couldn't hold myself to glance my eyes at the Art Exhibition happening over there. Nevertheless, it was a spring vacation. Yet, I found some useful creatures moving their asses on their work, impressing me. Aur muje chuti hoti hai tho, I fly. Just like now. 

I walked past many paintings roughly just because I really don't understand and some were so absurd that I even doubted that- it could be hanged publically. Nevertheless, I didn't comment on the creepiest girl for her painting. She was a terrible painter. I want to say on her face, then resisted for my mom's good upbringing. Mom, I miss you so badly. I hope my telepathy reaches her.

Prathik. That was me, wasn't it? I turned behind to see a man calling out my name. In a weirdest possible way. That British accent dude, pronounce it properly. I have a good name according to me.

That's me. Anyway, I lifted my hand. He nodded, I was ushered by him, not before something, which caught my attention.

WOWWW!!

I found someone who could compete with my Mamu's painting. 

It had a title too. That took my curiosity and desperation. I peeped behind though I was following the coach, who just walking and I jogging behind to just match him.

My reality- Someday

My lips curved with a smile automatically. Such a jackass painting.

Hope you're someday comes sooner, Painter. 

Prathik!! I jogged to reach him.

Myself, Christian. I shook my hands with him warmly. He was strict and anyone in the ground could pick it. Even at his one command, the whole team stood in next second. That too when they have a vacation. This man will roast my ass totally. Then again, I wanted the same, didn't I?

I never like something easy because I believe it doesn't stay long with me. If it is hard, I want it forever. That's how possessive I grew for my things.

Where is Abby? He questioned someone from the team.

He is out of the country with his mom. Someone I don't know. I shrugged off.

Boys for a few weeks, he will be with us. Meet your fellow mate, Prathik. Prathik Sinha. I waved at them. Where some smiled and some weren't interested. Like I care. I rolled my eyes at them. Thanks to Nanu, who gave in to my request to not leak about I'm his grandson. It was a great piece of work to make him agree, note the sarcasm.

And Prathik, Abby would join sooner, he'll help out more. He is one of the best captains of this school, I ever have seen. The proud glint in eyes said it to me. Where I heard some jealousy groans, wow! I'm not alone, this Abby boy does have some hate following. Let's see which side I'll be.

Now, pick you ass. Start to warm up. When he said warm-up, it meant one hot round in the school. And the school was nearing to some hundred acres land. You wouldn't be pleased to hear my curses. Then again some boys were punished ruthlessly when the coach saw them having a break. That dude was a serious pain. And I was little nine-year boy, you definitely can hear my cries mom, don't you.

Then followed was military practice. I was anything but fine after rigorous training of three solid hours. Surely, I never cursed anyone this much then this man. He didn't let me touch the water bottle for one hour, just because I missed the goal. 

I did wish to say him,

Hey dude, this is my first day in training. 

Yet I kept quiet seeing everyone getting some serious punishment. I don't want to be in that list, at least not today.

I drank one full bottle of water as if I thrust for ages, I did thank the person gratefully, who smiled at me kindly. Now, I know why my Nanu said, All The Best. That old man of my mom.  I groaned at him mentally.

Deklunga jaab mai Indian aogna thab. I got up from my place to take a nice shower in the boy's locker room. I stink like my socks, I definitely, that was the amount of sweat I sweated. That cruel Hitler.

I got out of the shower room with my fresh warm clothes. I smiled whiffing myself. Man, I did smell good at last, I doubted that with the amount of sweat bath I had in the ground. And let me inform you it was nearing to 12 degrees, it was hell cold and even snow was showering outside. Now, I hope you relate his ruthlessness on this poor soul.

Prathik's attire

I made my way to the canteen which can be compared with Twilight canteen, why can't I find such places in India *my dreamy sigh* and the best part was food and it was freaking free. What more I want in life. I served myself generously. I could feel elephants. I need to feed them too. So, I served on two plates, don't eye my plate, if I get a stomach ache, let me tell you it won't be good for you. 

And everything looked, Love.

##

I picked my backpack as I left the canteen, which was almost empty it was nearing to four in the evening. I didn't have many places to go except for some local parks. Hence, I decided to have a tour of the art exhibition, which was still on. People were still crowdy in that part.

I made my way while my eyes moved randomly, I listened to some good painters. Most of them were senior to me. And I get to see a few meaningful paintings too, My fortunate, I tell you. Then some were just over my head, so, I let it pass. I've time to learn them. I shrugged. At last, I saw the paintings hanged in an arrangement, I was not only one was impressed, but everyone in the crowd loved the paintings. Yet, the painter was missing. 

I left the feedback on the book, though I wished to click the pics and send it Mamu, I couldn't because it was prohibited. He would definitely fall in love with it. And would've brought with all millions he has.

I made way back to the corridor to exit the school as I found back gate was crowded with people coming for the art exhibition, which means a lot of time-consuming to just get out of here, I'm too toiled to do that. I decided to take the front gate to lessen the time consumption and my tiredness while surfing phone lazily, I moved my heels towards the corridor when I heard something being pushed hard and everything coming crashing on the floor, that startled me out of nowhere. I looked here and there when crashing increased, I ran, I ran to the place where the sound came from. 

Thud!!

I could still hear glass coming crashing. Then I turned to see it was coming from the Chemistry Lab, my eyes meet with closed glass door of the lab. I panicked, I tried to see anyone nearby to help but didn't find a single person.

I did what a rational person does, I tried to push the door, which was locked from inside. I would've shrugged it didn't hear the sound of girls scream. I tried to peep in, to see what the hell was happening inside. All I could see the mess, glass pieces on the ground. I picked my phone to call Nanu, which was currently coming busy. 

Still peeping that's when I saw a well-built man was hovering a tiny girl, and she was struggling to get out his hold. That made me shock and angry at the time. I had somewhere knowledge of what's happening with that girl, thanks to my mom. 

I tried in my strength to push the door, which indeed didn't happen. I could hear the muffled sound of a whimper, which undoubtedly was of the girl. I was petrified. I looked aside in madness, there was a cricket bat aside without thinking of anything I broke the glass with clean four shots, I was able to unlock the door by putting my hands from outside to inside. When it was successful, I sighed in relief.

When I made quick ran in worse thinking all I could feel was numbness. 

A girl with torn clothes all devasted was sitting on the man pouring acid on his face with so much rage I ever witnessed in my whole damn life. I screamed seeing the sight in from of me. That was horrifying with my open eyes I saw his face-melting and he was wiggling in the pain and burn. And the girl, she was maddened in the anger. She was really not aware of what she was doing. She threw the acid tube aside with zero regrets or fear, 

She is

The She-Devil!!!

Here eyes were anything but soft, it spoke danger. A pure danger telling the world, you mess with me. I crash your damn universe. I was never scared to shit to see any person, it was all together feeling, I was horrified and the same proud of what she was,

then her eyes glanced here and there finding something in fire, I was numb at the same time because I saw the helplessness and tears of fright, she was still not done with him, when he was already begging her to let him go, It was so scary, when I heard loud scream from him in the pain, when his face came to contact with glasses pieces that crashed under the floor, his melting face and glass pieces. It was too much for me, and I would've run off with that feeling, I wanted to be anywhere but here, yet, I couldn't move my limb in the shock when I saw she was about to prick him with a surgical knife, which I didn't how it came there. 

I didn't when or how, She was in my arms, unbelievably, She wiggled and struggled, threw legs to get out of my hold. I pulled her to my chest tightly, She was not in her senses I got the movement when she still didn't realize what crime she did. She was maddened as if something possessed her. That rage was something I couldn't ever tell anyone. It was maddening fire, which was just unstoppable, all it wanted was destroy everything that came it's, way.

I tried to hold her, which was getting difficult with each passing second, she kicked him with her loosened black boots with tears flowing from her eyes. If I saw her rage, I also saw her vulnerability. She was so broken and afraid of everything. It didn't take me minutes to put two-two to understand things. 

Stop, it. I slapped her heard, turning to me without even my knowledge. That's when I noticed what I did with her. I saw a deep cut on her lips. That made me gape, that was the very first time I lost myself at the moment when she fell on me with no strength. I didn't understand anything around, in the background I could still hear that man's painful cry, he was struggling while holding his face. That was churning so badly inside me. God! what I got myself into.

Calm down. I cupped her face, First thing I did was to call Nanu, who didn't pick my phone. I cursed him terribly.

I was terrified of the whole situation. I picked her up in my arms and made her sit on the stool in the corner, when I found she didn't have any strength in her, in fact, she was stubbed all over her body with glass pieces, and blood was oozing from the wounds she had gotten, she was plain and blank with so much, her face was devoid with all rage, she snuggled inside my jacked as if she was tired.

I'm sca. I'm scared. When her eyes locked to mine, I saw that weakest feeling of her. And my heart blasted seeing someone so broken. That's when I decided to help her out. Even mom taught me always to stand for someone who needs you, when I know, I could definitely do that why won't I? I wouldn't let someone grow like Mamma.

Shush. I'll handle this. Okay. She nodded her head still unsure with that trust part. I rubbed my face in worry. It was a mess. Royal mess. I knew what was going to be her future. Yet, I know this wasn't what she deserved. Her innocence swept my feet when she held my hands in fear when she saw what she really did to the man. That's when she saw what actually her fear of anger did to him.

Don't look there. Calm down. I tucked her messy hairs, which might be tightened in the bun before because her strands were messily down as if someone pulled her hairs wildly. It most is a torment to even handle the situation.

Mom. Mamma. She mumbled with her wobbling chin. I couldn't do anything but hug her to make her feel secure. It was too much. I didn't know what was scaring her more, yet I frightened for her future. That innocent girl didn't deserve such a future when she wasn't wrong in the first place. I did what my mind said. This is it.

Hello, Prathik. I heard finally from Mamu. Who must have woken up with my call? It would be midnight.

Prathik. I bite my lips.

Prathi, are you fine, baby? Ye awaaz kaise? Prathi, speak something. I heard his whole panic tone.

Mamu, kuch gadbad hogai. I slowly let out the words making sure, I give only things, which I want him to know to get this girl out of the mess. This secret going to stay in this Lab forever.

Prathi, Kya huwa? Ye awaaz kisi hain? Saaf batha. The girl was looking at the man's face, who was not really moving, that scared to another level. Was he dead or what? Then I saw the girl pointing at the man's moving hands slowly on his face.

He is alive right?? I nodded my head. Must be unconscious with the number of wounds he had got or maybe out the shock. Even blood was oozing from his face. His face was literally melted. Gosh! That was scary to imagine, here I'm having it live.

Who is alive? Prathik, You're scaring me to the death now, If you won't speak trust me on God. I don't know what I'm gonna do. He was right in his place. I became the wall between her eyes and the man so that she or I wouldn't see something, horrible.

Mamu, woh. 

I'm in school.

Patha hai muje. Dad bathaya. Aab please, bathau kya huwa hai? Who is with you? huh!! I was getting his nerves no doubt at all.

Mamu, I heard glass shuttering sound coming from far. I tried to see people around for help. But I didn't find anyone. Then I got to know it was coming from Chemistry lab, some girl was screaming loudly. I panicked, I made my way to help her out. I took a pause, and he didn't say a damn word from the other side, yet I could hear his rage in breathing that came from an altogether different world. His tolerance level of cruelty is always and absolutely Zero.

The door was locked from inside, I somehow hit the glass door with a cricket bat and managed to get in. 

I saw the girl was being molested by some well-built man. Her dress was torn. She has many wounds on her body, I caressed her wounds softly, she flinched with tears. Didn't even talk a bit, but wholely shocked hearing out me. That's when I was realized or to say surprised with her awareness about her surroundings even in her worst moment. She had great consciousness with any fucking time. She isn't that innocent, is she? 

Many glasses are also pricked in her skin. I slowly removed the glass piece which pricked on her collar bone. And blood was coming out of it. I just removed my jacket and covered her when I saw her sleeves were totally torn in a worst possible way, and then to this girl didn't give up or waited for me help her out, I know she knew someone was coming to help her out, and I'm sure she did hear that glass door breaking sound, reason was, her sense of presence in the worst case.

Out of nowhere, that man picked the acid glass bottle from the platform in the rage, as the girl was fighting to protect herself and not coming to his hand. The girl directly looked in my eyes with full horror. She didn't expect that. In fact, more than her, it was me who was shock with my own lies. I never lie, no matter how hard the truth is, getting lie from me is something not possible. And everyone knows me personally know it.

And I lied for the first time that too for THE SHE-DEVIL. 

That reminds one of the quotes I have written in my diary entry today, accidentally when I saw it on insta feeds, it clicked something inside me, I didn't know it was coming true this soon. That too with me. I have gone crazy with her entry in my life already. I know this isn't the end at all.

He tried to throw on her face, I cleared her tears from her face, she was soft and delicate, at the time weak with everything going on. That didn't even stop her. She was tiny that made me even rethink was she the same person, who harmed so badly, but again that man's face told me to believe what I saw in her. That how real I saw someone in anger and fear.

In order to defend herself, she twisted the glass bottle another side, unfortunately, It fell on his face rather on her face, Mamu. And he is dying out of pain. I threw a fake petty look on his body, which was so horrible to see yet I wasn't afraid of it. As I possessed that quality inside me to see any worse in my eyes. In fact, I was proud of the girl, who did teach the best lesson to her molester. That's how you punish.

Where is she? He questioned me calmly though I picked up his seriousness and worry. 

Right before me. Please save her. I looked at her face, which was anything but shock. 

Give her the phone. You fucking gonna run out from there to the office room in a panic. I'll see who fucking gonna touch that girl with filthy hands. And I knew there was no need for tension. Because once someone is under Manik Malhotra's shelter, they should first face him. And no one can defeat him ever.

I'll. Give me a moment. I put the call in the hold as I sat on my knees. 

At this moment, you don't remember anything or you picking the acid bottle by yourself. She was so surprised with worry on her face.

That's wrong. I can't lie. I, I did it purposely because he tried to touch me wrongly, he said that he raped someone. That was the first time, I heard her hoarse voice of innocence and panic, which so matched with Mamu's bass voice, while he sings.

I know it. And no one out there will know it. You understood that. It's between you and me, Forever. Promise me, that you won't tell this to anyone not even a single out there should know. You get it. Promise me. I showed her my extended right palm to her. She gulped in panic and doubt.

It's wrong. She reasoned though I didn't expect that truthfulness in her, after knowing how ruthless she was, and she did have something in her eyes that could flip anything inside me. Everything damn thing, I may add.

You did the right, Punishment would be served to everyone. And he deserves that for his sin. I was always learned this from Mom, that everyone deserves punishment for their mistakes, and this man did the sin, he deserved it, in fact for me it was the least punishment, he was served with. That's what she taught, she is never going to teach me wrong. I'm gonna act as what she told me. 

Promise me. I was eager and desperate to get her out of this mess, ASAP.

Because it could destroy both of us forever. She for doing and me for helping her out. If someone finds out what really happened, or I don't know how influential person, that molester or his family is - to destroy us. I need to pick us out of this situation. And get rid of this moment forever, as if it never happened in our both life.

If someone finds out. I showed her the gloves, which she was wearing much to our side.

There will be no fingerprints of yours. I have seen in movies. You talk to my Mamu, till I then I get some people to arrange something for him. That man deserves that. I patted her hairs softly as I pressed the hold button to listen Mamu,

What the fuck, Prathi? What took you so long?  I could definitely say he was arrange something to get her out already with the amount of shouting he was doing another side when I pressed the hold button.

Mamu, she was scared and still scared. I convinced him, I didn't know I lie this good even this instant, that even I was not sure, it was me Prathik, who never lies. Let me scratch that part also. Prathik did lie for this girl, who is merely a stranger for him.

I'll manage her. I want you to call out the people, Now. And I followed his words. Within one hour, the girl was out of the mess, that was Manik Malhotra for you. 

And Nancy, her mom, did get rid of that man forever in her most cunning way, I must add. I know where the girl got that in her blood.

I saw a bunch for three who were worst than any monster. 

They are so evil that even The Devil was put to shame.

Flashback ends

##

Hey, Prathi. I was hit on my head with something heard, I glared at her even without looking at my back. Who dares other than this bratty girl.

What? You just got my head to hit, Ms. Malhotra. She grinned yet sat next to me. The only girl calls me Prathi apart from her father, and I simply love it. It makes me so happy and special.

You had a special class of Maths if you have forgotten. Yeah, she did had my time table. not in writing but in her mind. The smart girl, I must say.

I bunked it. I held her hand in mine. Much to her displeasure.

Cheesy. She pulled her hand back, I pouted at our empty hands.

Everything sounds cheesy for you. Didn't see friends holding hands. I cribbed at her. Man, she is totally out of my league, not because she was The Manik Malhotra's daughter but because She is The Avni Malhotra. The girl, who doesn't want anything cheesy. Off course She-Devil of my life.

Are we starting again? I glared her.

I got our customized lock, finally. I gushed at her, where she rolled her eyes.

Your customized lock, Prathi, Not mine. I shrugged off her comment, yet I saw her peeping at my hand's direction.

See. How cute?

Everything is cute for you. Her sarcasm can break my calmness one day for sure.

Though it's cute. Just don't show it to my future date, he'll misunderstand our friendship into something. There. There, we go. She loves to do that with me always. I glared her with the intensity, that made her look away.

He won't sweetheart, in fact, he'll hold your hand one day, forever. And kiss you. I kissed her knuckles.

You gonna have it, for being a creep. 

And you love this creep. I winked at her.

They say you're the innocent boy but the world really doesn't know you. I laughed at her comment.

Some things are reserved for someone special alone, in my case. It is Ms. Avni. I hate this Malhotra's standard iconic roll of eyes over issues.

Why did you get this lock? She knows how to cut down the topic, well. Though she doesn't admit, I'm the biggest part of her life like she is mine.

I already said you when I proposed to you, remember, the day I'll lock this love lock in Pairs bridge, that day no one could stop me to get you, You'll be mine. The possessiveness always itches inside me for her. And then again, she needs to know and I'm very well aware of her knowledge about my feelings. It is silent, yet that silence could be read by her.

My dad gonna kick your ass. She warned, my head fell back at the imagination.

Really, Sweetheart, He is Mamu, before your dad. Only if she is aware of his knowledge about my feelings for her, are very much green signal. I laughed at the victory. No matter what I would find her by side always in thick and thin. Because I found her in my most thin days, I'm sure I'll make her part of my thicker too.

I'll feed his ears against you.

He knows me and trusts me, always. I had this blind confidence because her father was Manik Malhotra.

But not me with you. Here we go again.

I'll earn it, one day. That day you won't be just your Daddy's Pumpkin. But Prathi's Sweetheart. I pulled her to my side hug, in reflex she pushed me, yet fell back to side hug with my pull.

Let's see. How far this goes? She challenged me.

Till the last of breath. We'll cherish so many memories. I sigh at my dreams.

Your just eleven. My brother will break your legs. She warned me sternly. Though I noticed her being comfortable in my arms, just like the first time.

Last time I checked your brother is ten and he is trying to woo, his Kitten. I raised my eyebrows in tease, she cursed him.

Muje class jana hai, chalo. Mera sath beto. I hate sitting alone. And Abhay scared every poor soul in my class that no one wants to sit beside me. That melodrama didn't fit really well with me. She was up for something.

You want me to sit in your class. Avni, if you have forgotten, I'm one class ahead of you. I'll leave you in your class, you gonna sincerely attend them. And I'm going to the library to complete my assignments. Any problem or any trouble you. You gonna reach me out. I warned her and she agreed on it without my hard, I did something good today or her mood was better because she agreed what I said to her, that's too rare or I won't find happening without any fight between us, which obviously she wins at the end.

Will you be my girlfriend? I tried my luck again.

No. That lad did really had the presence of mind, you try to trick her, end up getting yourself screwed. And I'm very much aware of that part, my jaw hurts even today.

I thought you were agreeing to everything I said. So, you'll reply is yes. But no you are terrible with that stubbornness of yours. I don't have luck with that attitude of yours. She shrugged, that was rude or ruthless with me.

Come. I tugged her wrist to the class. Making sure, she was fine and well settled. I left to the library not before glancing Jack who standing nearby her class. He waved at me, I just returned him, I'm totally jealous with him, even she respects him not me. I glared at her for a second, who wasn't really aware of my presence or she was trying to overlook me, god knows, she is just a complicated person of my life.

I cursed all the hell Devil's up there, who bored her in the hell with their nuisance, that's why she came down for the Real entertainment as an angel in the appearance yet with the most wicked mind, That's totally my kind of Avni, she is. 

And I'm totally whipped with that She-Devil.

End of Prathik's Pov

##

Avni's Pov

Though I didn't look at that lover boy, I know, he was glaring at me with good intensity, yet I wasn't in ashes, surprisingly. I smiled at his utter crap for the future. 

Love Lock!! Aiyyappa he did have it. Seriously, why did I even told him about this Love Bridge in Paris? I cursed at my own stupidity.

Then I again concentrated on this Gupta who was scaring every shit of the kid in the class. And for hell, everyone doesn't remember everything they studied in the last years. Wasn't he student ever in his lifetime? I doubt, with the amount of discipline and memory he expects from every student. That oldy, Aiyyo, Aiyyappa. Take him up. He doesn't belong to Avni's entertainer list but in haters' list.

Ms. Avni Malhotra. Here we go. I gave my tight smile as I got up from my seat, nervously. I hated this, he knows, how bad I'm at maths, yet. He drags me to the board and asks me to solve them when I don't have savior, My baby brother, Abhay. That Oldy Gupta, Aiyyappa baccha lena teri bacchi ko.

How about you solve the problem today? I gulped, I take entertainment from everyone, today, I'm going to shower my entertainment to the rest of my class, how generous of me. Jeez, Aiyyappa. Kyu kar rahe ho, mera sath esa? Kya kaam padgai, apki daily entertainment pe, jo aap Avni se entertainment se lena lag gaye? I cursed my Aiyyappa.

How about I don't? I tried my luck of the day.

Trying to over-smart me. That vicious person. 

My bad if you think so. I know, today I'm the victim of the class. 

You know it better. He gave a tight smile, meaning I'm so gone from him. Why did I even attend his class? I have a track record of having least scores in this subject in marks card. If not - I'm too awesome for my own good.

Walk-in, Ms. Avni Manik Malhotra. Let me see how smart are you? He did wrong now. How dare he challenges or try to mock me with my father's name. Now, he gonna taste Ms. Avni Manik Malhotra for hell sure.

Here we go. he wrote down a problem on the board. And I kinda busy glaring at him and planning the worst prank on him. He did mess with the wrong girl. And no one gets away without tasting my worst side if someone mocks my father.

I waited until he shows off his attitude. And I wait to put them in the dustbin.

Solve it. He dusted his hand and victoriously got down of the disk to watch how I solve the problem. 

I turned to the board. And looked at the question. That numbers!!

Which I feel they are laughing at me like a creep in pitty. I poked that bubble with my madness as I saw the problem in concertation.

(Well, before you judge the question. I wanna say Avni and Abhay are in fifth grade and Prathik is in sixth grade. I have no knowledge of their syllabus. I think it is just basic if wrong adjust kar lena- and there won't be calculator usage)

141215/99

I could hear the gasp from the background. Did anyone in your school teach you 99 tables, if please do message, I wanna know the school name? Fuck that old man. Note the sarcasm.

I could hear the wild gossip going on. And the class was ready for my roasting. Such mean people in this world, who waits for others downfall. 

If I solve this problem? I challenged him.

In one minute, 

if then I'll never point you out till you leave this school as a student. And without cunning condition, he agreeing not happening in the history of Space, I don't know who appointed him, I fucking wanna personally see that person and fire him from his post forever.

Is that a deal, Mr. Gupta? I smirked with the deal. Wow! Did you hear that Aiyaapa?

Your fifteen seconds are gone already. I wish to punch on his face till he bleeds, I'll make it happen by the end of this week, That's Avni Manik Malhotra's promise to you.

1426 with 41 as a reminder is the answer, Mr. Gupta. His eyes widened in shock. I love that look on his face. When I didn't touch chalk or a pen to calculate.

Are you sure? That look on his face was just worth it. Yet trying to cover up.

As much as Manik Malhotra is certified as Smartest Boy of his age in the school and I being his daughter, I'm cent percent sure the answer is damn right. I told him proudly at the end winked at him innocently, as I solved the problem on the board with the trick. 

And it is fifty seconds Now. I threw the chalk just near his foot and walked with the attitude of Avni Malhotra while throwing my hairs on my shoulder to my bench, which was obviously last but one bench.

And then I heard the thud!! 

I laughed before I turn to see poor Gupta on the floor holding his bleeding nose, and the whole class helping him to get up from the floor. Aur karo mock Avni Manik Malhotra. Everyone should pay for me, unless, I letting go anyone is next to impossible, I don't leave my parents and my brother, and you are mere no one to me.

Are you fine, Mr. Gupta? I faked a pity, he glared me for my fake concern. I laughed wickedly in mind.

Few students helped him out, I almost felt really bad for him, then again I'm fucking shrugged it. while I moved to the library as it was lunch-break. I should definitely drag Mrudula and Prathik, as I'm sure I'll find them just because they haven't completed their assignments. And it is their hiding spot to escape from their teachers worth.

Well, I need not worry because Mr. Manik Malhotra does take our classes so good, I can't even express. Note the sarcasm.

If I by mistake taught my mom was strict t in our studies, definitely I didn't know how worse was my Papa. Dude! He literally won't give breaks until I complete my damn homework. He fucking knows how to screw us. Mamma was better, she would often look into our business, but here Abhay and I are hopeless, he does check everything, and nothing goes unnoticed. Let's not talk about the surprise test, that fucking is anything but a surprise for me, seriously who does that. I suppose get lesser marks compared to Abhay, I should just forget the name of my muffins and snacks for one damn week or until I get better according to him and the same case with Abhay. You gotta kidding me, Sir. And just don't remind me that terrible grounding of one week. I was house arrest, and he didn't let me go anywhere but put me like his tail. Ayyo, Aiyyppa. That ruthlessness of his.

That's the reason, I have this good brainstorming with maths, and it reached an extreme that he didn't give me muffins until I get better in maths. That was one terrible week. Even the muffins came from grandparents home sat idly in my fridge for one whole week, awiee it hurts. Poor them, I did hear their sad story of theirs for not eating them, My muffins were disappointed, badly. I hate you was my ragaa for Manik Malhotra that whole week, it even didn't move any sympathy inside him towards me. Not even my baby pouts. Are my pouts losing its charm?? or Manik Malhotra is going blind? I guess later one it is. I need to take him to the eye doctor. Poor him.

Avni is here. Mrudula tapped on Prathik's book, who was greatly involved in the book according to my brother's kitten if only she knew. 

Mrudula. Get your box to our spot, I'll get him. He is deeply into it. She frowned still not getting any response from him. Yet, she walked out.

Earth Prathi. Earth. I screamed in his ears, who almost dug his face into the book to cover up his sleeping figure. That boy isn't less smart to cover up, but he should know nothing goes unnoticed by me.

Gosh! Avniii. You just do this always. Shanthi se sona bhi nae dethi ho. He almost whispered yet yelling at me, and he is too good boy according to me because he acknowledges a sorry to fellow students who were disturbed by me. I rolled my eyes. Kithna pada ku hain, ye saab??

Just, don't roll your eyes at me. He was seriously getting pissed off. I back out. Who wants to hit their head to the rock. Fool samaj ke rakha hai kya?

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Avni, you are just too much. I could still hear Jack's coldness. I faked a tight smile at him. And he knows what I did. In fact, he was expecting it long back with the type of girl I'm. And he knows, I've zero tolerance for disrespect and nonsense.

He deserves that. He tried to mock Abhay too. I let go at that time. I justified my reasons for playing with Mr. Gupta.

What did he do? Jack questioned me sternly, Shit!! Shit!! - he wasn't supposed to know, he will report it, Mamma. He is more of her agent than My dad if we misbehave or if someone talks ill about us. Because he knows she will show hell in both cases.

Avni?? That was enough for me to open my mouth. I looked two audience Prathik and Mrudula, who was totally clueless of my prank on Gupta.

He was offending Abhay that, our parents are getting marrying after we are born. That too when we are going to school. He was just doing over and over last week. Abhay warned him sternly. Abhay never disrespects especially teachers, but I'm not someone who tolerate such shits. I don't have a problem with my parents marrying now or anyone in my family has. Who is he to pinpoint that to us. So, I fucking did that. In fact, it's just a-

Trailer. Pratik completed for me.

You know me. I threw a grateful look at me.

I wish I didn't. He threw his head casually as he ate food as he never ate for ages.

Avni, I'll see that man, personally. And I make sure he never crosses his line next time being a teacher. And you dare do that again, then I'll I make sure this goes directly to Mrs. Manik Malhotra. He warned pretty seriously and I don't take chance hearing out Mamma's name. She is the devil. I don't want to risk myself. She is just too much, and let's not forget her discipline lectures and grounding. And there won't be a place for that man to live on this earth if she finds out about his doing, she is just not typical mamma but too overprotective when it comes to us.

Waise what she even did to Sir? That you are screwing her for ages. Mrudula questioned finally which I was dreading them not to ask, I thought he'll get mad again and start his lecture of how to behave to me. He is terrible, you can just say, he is Mamma's brother from the past life.

And there-

He laughed!!!

He fucking laughed holding his stomach, surprising all three. Even Prathik got attentive hearing Jack's real and cute laugh, (Avni's dreamy Pov- Fucking laugh, Aiyyappa take me - just ignore my fangirl compliment for him- it is a fan moment, though he is a dreamy bodyguard everyone wishes to have). Something is wrong is the air, I whiffed twice to check but nothing was wrong in it. I hope you ignored my fan moment. You did.

I guess, No. You have a sexy mind like me!!

When Jack narrated the whole story, they were laughing in fits, and I didn't find anything funny at all.

At last, Mamu's grounding worked on you. Prathik threw his head back with wild laughter. I glared him.

But I didn't understand how Sir fell down? Was Mrudula this innocent?

You just missed out the chalk she threw near Sir, Mrudula. He fell down by chalk and our school floors are almost slippery resulting in him to fall on his face. That smart boy did catch me again, I shrugged at Mrudula's impressive look to me. I'm just used to it. Though if you wanna compliment, my ears are still open.

You indeed made him bleed. Mrudula noted it. I giggled as I started eating food sharing it with Jack from my box, which we usually do.

Jack. I passed him a sandwich with juice bottle. In starting days, he used to stay far away from me. He was cold, I doubted him being a vampire from Twilight, things took time between Jack and me, unlike Abhay and Mr. Brown. We both are stubborn and still we are on the page, and I'm happy about it, he still doesn't agree with everything I do, I appreciate it. Not everyone stays this longer with coldness with Avni, he did. I gave him a good bonus point for it. Yet, I hate him with all my heart for being a daddy to me.

Once we are done, Jack followed Mrudula and me to our classes, while Prathik went to ground as he had a new match coming in next week. They were called for team practice, Again. If I'm not wrong he did practice longer in the morning including his extra practices, Something is fishy here. Though I noted people around us. Especially around, Mrudula and Prathik.

My first pick of suspicion was Peon, who was wandering around Prathik, and this is the third time, I'm noticing him seeing our way from the morning. And that man looks nowhere related to Space.

Avni, where are you going? Jack caught me walking. I cursed him almost with my tight eyes, here I go, Aiyyappa.

Washroom. I showed him dirty palms which were because of cake I ate.

You ate now, in the class?? Oh! No, I don't want him to start it all over again. Class decorum is the topic it will be.

Avni, Grow up. It's a classroom, I caught like twice in a row of three days. I looked here and there totally being embarrassed. Is it a crime to eat cakes in class, when it is going on?? I used to have a meal in London. I pouted.

Behave yourself and this last time I'm catching you with food, while class is going on. Aiyyappa, shanthi bhi nae hai, kaha fasdiya apne muje?? Jack, I just hate you. I called out my dear Aiyyappa, who did a favor as he got a call, not before his stern behave, yet again.

Once I made sure Jack was gone, I escaped from the corridor to reach out the peon, and there I saw him. He was carrying various files to the office room, before, he enters the room, I dashed him purposedly, though it looked anything like that as I was dancing to reach out washroom, fakely.

Thud!!

Oops!! Sorry, uncle. I blinked my eyes animatedly. Avni you're eyes will be out one day, with the amount blinks, you fake. Did I hear that from the back of my head? I guess, I did.

It's okay, beta. He eyed me from top to bottom. Yes, eyes read he knows me well.

Aap naya peon hain, kya?

Esa kyu puch rahi ho? He started collecting files. I helped him out to buy some time.

Voh maine apko yaa nae deka na, Es liye. I justified. I got up when I was sure he had only a few files to pick. I palmed the small chip making sure of its glue were fine to fix on his cloth.

I faked a trip, in order to protect me to fall. He held me in reflex, I flinched in horror. I gulped all the reel recording at the back of mind yet, I located the tracker chip exactly on the collar from behind, where no one notice, without lifting the collar. I subsided my sudden panic when I was pulled with a force in a jerk.

Baby your fine? It was Jack, I relaxed and hugged him being afraid. I was still not good with a stranger's touch. I just avoid it, Almost.

Are you done? Jack picked me in his arms, while he questioned peon with his coldness.

Yes, Sir. He stuttered.

You may leave. He commanded and the peon was gone.

Are you fine? I nodded my head.

You just attend the class, once he cleaned my hands himself. I agreed immediately not wanting to make him mad.

I settled in class in relief. Because I passed the message, Jack needed to know from me.

End of Avni's Pov

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Jack's Pov

Gautham. I whispered in my call, while he was alert.

Where is Senior Malhotra? Without beating around the bush, I quickly opened the door of Raj Malhotra cabin, he wasn't here, yet.

He is entering the premises already. I sighed, while I picked my laptop.

Jack, everything alright? He read my face.

Avni, found out one of the spies around her? I informed him, he was actually waiting for this they know it coming already even before us, I knew it this Malhotra's are Alphas and that little Avni is no less compared to their smartness. You can just escape from Manik Malhotra and Raj Malhotra, but definitely from Avni Malhotra and Nandini Manik Malhotra. They make you pay with their innocent face.

Who is he? Gautham pulled my lappy. I let him operate, he is good at it. If we need more hacking skills, we need to call Mrs. Siri Kirolakar, which we are refraining because her child needs her.

The new Peon. I thought I was overthinking seeing him around them, but when I heard her code. I got it confirmed. I didn't let code out, which is very personal and confidential.

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Flashback

Are you fine? I questioned Avni, she nodded her head. That means nothing was fine, she suspects him too. That boiled my blood. That was our code.

Flashback ends

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That girl has eyes on every damn thing. Gautham commented awfully I don't doubt at all. She knows my most secrets, yet, acts almost she is unaware about it.

I agree with it.

It may have a scanner. Raj Sir joked we chuckled at it.

Tracker 5. Gautham pointed out.

Should we catch him? I heard from George from Bluetooth, which is attached to my ears.

No. Let him roam. She attached the tracker to help us out to find out his movement. I informed George.

Gautham just reach us out if something goes wrong. He replied positively.

I make sure they pay if they touch my baby's single hair. He showed thumbs up.

Where is Abhay?

He is in the apartment. I cringed.

Wasn't he supposed to be with Mrs. Senior Malhotra? I looked at Raj Malhotra, who shrugged it without answering me.

He got boredom sitting idol. So, he decided to pack his and Avni stuff to send to New Mansion.

That boy is really useful. I commented while I saw

And this lad doesn't pick glass from here to there without a profit. I referred Avni, who knows to get her work done smartly. And her brother bores it most of the time, he is the one who is spoiling her royally than their parents.

That girl is a sweetheart. I almost wanted to agree, only I could tell how much of sweet, she is. Note my sarcasm.

Keep eye on, Abhay. Don't let him get out of there. George agreed. I hung up the call. Sent message to Mrs. Malhotra about Abhay's location. He is safer there. I hope no one comes behind him.

Tighten the security around the apartment. I don't want to take chances with Abhay. Raj Malhotra instructed Gautham tightened the security there as well. The only place without security was Malhotra Mansion, where Mr & Mrs. Malhotra are staying currently. I hope nothing goes bad. And I'm in two minds whether to inform Manik Sir, he wasn't really well, in the morning. I'm so worried about them. Then again it is Mrs. Malhotra in charge to look after him, and no can pass her to reach him or another way.

You found out something. All the guards gave a negative response. I just hope no one reaches Avni. I swear if they did. I'll show them living hell to touch her.

Jack, just calm down. Raj Sir patted my shoulders, I was worried for Avni. We have already heard news of her getting kidnapped from sources, though we were doubtful. Yet, We got confirmation news about her being target yesterday afternoon. And I'm sure everyone is preparing to protect her, but I have a feeling something else is running in Avni and Manik Sir's mind. And catching them with their planning is too impossible for me too.

I just don't want someone to touch, my baby. If Mr. Malhotra is planning something that could put her in danger. I swear, I'm not gonna leave him. I warned them coldly, and they know I don't give empty threats, I mean every word of it.

Avni is very dear to me, just like my own baby. Just not my blood that's it. I just love her too much, one scratch on her, they are going to be buried under six feet with bullets directly in between their eyebrows.

No one gonna touch, her. She is good at defending, you've trained her personally. Do you doubt her skills? He knows how to put some senses into me, but today was not the day, I understand it. Because I'm paranoid about her safety. Importantly, I know, she has something in her mind, which probably could put her in danger.

You are right. I agreed, making him relax, though my eyes will be on Avni. That wicked Queen! Has some plans.

I need to find out before it's too late.

Gautham. I tapped the laptop screen to gain his attention.

Keep eye on her. I mumbled for him to notify, I don't want Raj Malhotra to know about this. I have this feeling, he is involved in it.

I'll. I walked back to my position, to see my pretty baby of mine, reciting English poem with the rest of her class, can't she be just like a normal kid, why did God put all the smartness of era in her brain. She is the most innocent baby of the world from the exterior, yet her records didn't smell the for me. I know she is not someone world knows, like her dad.

I hope everything goes fine.

End of Jack's Pov

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That's all for now.

I wish to complete flashback, Maybe next update, I'll be able to cover up, everyone's Pov with their flashback.

Did you enjoy it?

I know it was less Manan and No Abhay at all.

Finally, Manik Malhotra knows why did Avya entered in his life. Let's see it in the next chapter in detail.

Aren't eager to know what was the first conversation Manik had with his pretty Pumpkin??

Manan look all fine, now. Are they really?

Let's figure out with Nandini's Pov in future chapters?

Do you really think, Nandini found out her pregnancy, already?

Pampering Manik Malhotra is always cute, isn't he? Can we find someone like him??

Prathik? Awee, that boy is already into Avni. Hmm, not really surprising at all.

Should I say, Prathiiiii!!!

Can we have Shipping Name for them??

Please no 'Prani', because in Kannada it is animal.

How was it to read Prathik's Pov?

Meera Bedi is a new person? Who she might be?? Any guess?

Manik as so many secrets. I wonder will they come to end any day.

Are Hobbies important??

Ever tried to find out yourself in your life? What did you wish? Do you ever worked on it?? Every dream is worth it?? Try to figure before you regret the whole life??

Nothing comes easy my friend, nothing.

The entry of Avni in Prathik's life. Did you ever thought something like this??

I feel Making Children aware of the danger is very necessary. It maybe Boy or Girl. What do you feel?

Avni, The SHE DEVIL!!

I just want to know what you felt about the whole scene.

Yet,

I want you to wait for Avni's Pov in the next chapter, it's too early to judge her, I feel. Let's hear from her too and decide. How right Avni is in her place?

Was Prathik's decision to save her was right??

You Play with Avni, you won't come without burning your hands.

Raj and Nandini's view about Avni is coming true from the past. She is not someone to fear but make others afraid of her.

This ruthlessness for a child of eight? Something is wrong. Don't you think?

Jack? Any fangirls to join Avni??

Let's see how Jack meets his baby, Avni Murthy in the next chapter. I'm eager to write that part.

And actual action started already, did it? Or it is a trap?? Let's see??

Avni Manik Malhotra is the smartest.

Strict Daddy Malhotra, who wants the scene of it??

Jack smells suspicious around Malhotra's, will he be able to save his baby from her own mind??

Daddy Jack?? Who loves him??

Till then miss me.

Goodnight.

Lot's of Love