The next day, Bondita had gone with Batuk to fill out the application for the new grade. There were tables set outside the school in the sunshine, with forms and pens for people to fill out.

Vikram had come too, along with his father. 

The applications were in English, and when filling them out, in case of language barriers, there were staff members who were able to translate the information into the applications. 

Vikram's father was busy filling out Vikram's form with the translator, while Batuk and Bondita grabbed their own applications and were looking at it eagerly. Vikram rushed over to them. 

"Bondita, Batuk," Vikram said breathlessly to the two of them. 

"Will your Baba get mad to see you here?"  Bondita asked first out of concern. "It's because of us that you were in trouble after all." 

Vikram just smiled and said, "It's okay Bondita. I told Papa we were discussing studies." 

Bondita giggled, liking Vikram's lie, as she glanced down at the application form. 

"By the way, Batuk, what had happened to you?" Vikram asked, "Bondita told me you were sad." 

Batuk looked down, his heart hurting with the memories, and he said, "Nothing Vikram." 

As Bondita glanced at her application form, she saw basic questions like date of birth, home address, telephone number, and there was even one section for sex. 

"Batuk," she gasped, glancing at her brother-in-law, "Why do they want to know about our sex life? Why is the school asking that?" 

Batuk looked at it, gasping, "Huh?" 

"It's a small column, do they want to know the number of times?" Bondita wondered. 

"No way! I'm pretty sure sex means gender Boudi. I think I read it somewhere," Batuk was saying. Probably in one of the romance novels. 

"Then they would just say gender!" Bondita huffed. 

"But it still doesn't make sense that they would ask how many times you had sex!" Batuk insisted. 

Bondita shrugged and she said, "I never had to do this before! What if they do ask this question? What if it's common?" 

"Isn't that kind of stuff personal?" Vikram piped in. "Should I ask my father about it?" 

"No, you'll get slapped. Stay here," Bondita warned. 

Vikram nodded. That was true. His cheek would be red if he asked this question for sure. 

Then she glanced at Batuk and giggled, "Let's just put how many times then!" 

"Boudi!" Batuk gasped. 

"Why Batuk? Why are you so shy?" she said, giggling. "Let me fill it out for you." 

"What?" Batuk gasped, his face turning red, trying to hide his form. 

Bondita grabbed it faster though and pulled it towards her. 

She took her pen and wrote a big 0 under sex. 

Batuk furrowed his eyebrows and glared at Bondita. 

"How do you know?" he demanded. 

"When would you have?" Bondita asked, rolling her eyes, before looking down at her sheet and writing 3. 

Batuk saw this and gasped. 

"ONLY?" he asked, "You're lying!" 

After what he heard yesterday, there was no way that Boudi and his Dada only had sex three times. They sounded quite experienced in this matter. Plus he had witnessed some intimate moments between them when his Dada was Roopa and in that menstruation shack too! 

"Yes, only," Bondita admitted, sadly. 

Batuk still didn't believe it! 

"Wait, but why would the school care?" Vikram insisted, not even caring about Bondita's revelation.  

"Since they didn't make it clear, let them suffer if it's not what they asked," Bondita huffed. "They should be clear about what kind of sex they're talking about!" 

"Are you doing this to teach them a lesson?" Vikram gasped. 

"Yes, who writes forms so unclearly?" Bondita huffed. 

"Boudi," Batuk said, embarrassed, "Why don't we just ask what it means?" 

"No, only after we do this, they'll realize their mistake!" Bondita said firmly. "Fill out the rest of your form Batuk!" 

"Why are you acting like Dada here?" Batuk groaned, "And maybe you are wrong this time! You're not always right, Boudi!" 

Bondita frowned when Batuk said this, but she ignored him so that she could fill out the rest of her application. 

After all, at least the school should be clear about such things! It couldn't really be her fault, could it? 

There was one part which said, why do you want entry into this school (for new applicants) and what skills will you bring into the new grade (for old ones)? 

Bondita without a doubt, wrote her points down, about how she scored amazing marks, and that she would certainly bring a lot to the table. 

Batuk, however, was struggling. 

He wrote: 

My Dada has made me study lots and now I am ekwipped for the new grade. I will sertenly bring a lot of good skills to the grade. I have all the school fees, and I am a zamindar so our family will never stop giving funds to this school even when I am old! I am Batuk Roy Choudhary, so I don't even have to anser this kweschun!

It was full of spelling mistakes, but he believed that he wrote it convincingly!

Then when his Boudi wasn't looking, Batuk looked at the 0 that Bondita had written under sex with a frown and crossed it out. 

The zero was wrong. 

It should be a one. 

But he left it blank this time, because the memories of that one time were making him sad all over again. 

"Hey look," Vikram said to Batuk and Bondita as they handed in their applications. "There are two new girls in this year." 

"Two?" Batuk gasped, turning around immediately to see, "Bipin said there was one!" 

"Bipin doesn't know everything," Bondita huffed, turning around as well, to see who the two girls were. 

Bondita gasped, when she saw them. 

Everyone wore regular clothes today. She was in her saree, and Batuk and Vikram were in their regular shirts and pants. 

Those girls were wearing regular clothes too, except one of them was wearing a frock that fell to her knees, and she was wearing makeup. Her hair was curled too. 

Bondita had never seen anything like it! Maybe once or twice when she saw older British ladies in the society, but it was certainly not common. Her dress was very pretty though, and so was the girl!  

The other girl was in a simple salwar suit, and Bondita thought that even she had a pretty face.

Batuk blinked a few times, as some other boys around them stared at the glamorous girl too. Vikram looked at Batuk and shook his head slowly. 

"Seriously?" he muttered under his breath, but Batuk ignored him. He was in a daze. 

The girl in the frock walked ahead and joined the three of them.

"Hello, my name is Surabhi," the girl introduced.

"I'm Bondita," Bondita said in a friendly way.

Vikram whispered in Batuk's ear, "She'll get in trouble by the teachers if she comes to school like that."

"Let her... I'll get in trouble too..." Batuk said, his eyes glittering.

"I'm Batuk," Batuk introduced, but the girl looked straight at Bondita with a smile.

Vikram just gulped nervously, as the other girl also approached them. He was feeling quite shy with all these new girls around here. 

"I saw that you're the only other girl here who knew people already, so I thought to come," Surabhi said to Bondita. "Do you mind if we become friends?" 

"Of course we can!" Bondita told her with a grin. 

"Hello," the other girl said to the group, feeling a sense of relief upon seeing two girls. "My name is Mallika." 

Batuk didn't even look at that girl, as he was too fixed on the Diva named Surabhi in front of him. She was really so hot. 

"Hi Mallika," Bondita said with a smile, "I'm happy to see more girls here! My Pati Babu will be so happy to hear this too!" 

"You're married ji? Don't mind haan, I did see the sindoor and saree but really?" Mallika gasped, "And your husband is letting you study?" 

Bondita grinned and proudly said, "Yes I'm married, and he wants me to study hard and become a barrister babu!" 

Mallika just forced a smile and went towards Vikram saying, "By the way ji, you are cute. What's your name?" 

Vikram turned red and he stammered, "M - Me?" 

"Yes ji, you!" Mallika said to him. 

"V - Vikram," he stammered. 

Bondita giggled and she glanced at Batuk, who seemed so enamored by Surabhi, but she wasn't even sparing him a glance. 

"My dad is British, and my mom is from Simla," Surabhi informed Bondita and Mallika. "I used to attend school there, in Simla." 

That made sense. The way that Surabhi looked seemed to be a mix between two different cultures, but she was certainly stunning. 

"Wow, so exotic!" Batuk said, his eyes glittering, clearly trying to get her attention.  

Vikram rolled his eyes and nudged him. "Hey, what about Tupur?" Vikram hissed. 

Batuk frowned and glared at Vikram, his heart hurting again. He hadn't told his best friend about his break-up yet. 

"I'm from Punjab ji. I used to go to school there. Now my Papa came here for work, so my Bebe and I came with him too," Mallika said. 

Bondita was about to say something to the two of them, when she heard a loud, "BONDITA!" 

Without a doubt, this was her Pati Babu. 

Bondita turned around and saw him rushing over to her. She also took steps towards him, wondering what had happened all of a sudden. He had said he wouldn't come today! 

He was breathless when he approached her. 

Batuk, Vikram, Surabhi, and Mallika huddled around as well. 

"Manika... just... gave birth..." he said breathlessly. "We should go. She'll want you to come too." 

Bondita looked at him with happiness. 

"Really? Bondita's Manika Didi gave birth?" Vikram asked, sounding delighted. 

"Yes Vikram," Anirudh confirmed. 

"Can I come too?" Vikram asked. 

"Yes, of course," Anirudh said with a smile, "Manika will be happy." 

"And your dad? Will he let you?" Bondita asked, turning to look at Vikram. 

"I'll talk to him," Anirudh told Vikram and Bondita. "Don't worry. You come along. We should go Bondita. Did you fill out your form?" 

At the mention of the school form, Bondita's cheeks turned red. 

"Y - yes," she stammered. 

Would her Pati Babu be mad if she tried to teach the school a lesson through the form? He would support her, right? She only thought that the school should be more clear! 

Surabhi was looking between Anirudh and Batuk with shock at the similarity. Anirudh looked like a more mature, hotter version of Batuk.

She twirled her finger around in her hair as she looked at the dashing man. 

"Who is he?" she said breathlessly to Mallika. 

"Don't know ji," Mallika said, "But it seems like they know him." 

"I want to know him too," Surabhi said breathlessly, her eyes glinting with happiness as she looked at the man. 

Anirudh was about to reach for Bondita's hand, when the angry looking principal came right over to the group with two forms in his hands. 

"WHAT IS THIS MR. ROY CHOUDHARY?" the principal demanded, shoving both Bondita's and Batuk's forms into Anirudh's hand. 

"What's wrong sir?" Anirudh asked, glancing down at the forms. 

"If they don't know how to fill out a form properly, why did you send them here?" the principal demanded. 

Bondita looked at Anirudh with her face getting more and more red by the second. 

Batuk leaned towards Bondita and whispered with a smirk, "I knew it! I knew you would be in trouble Boudi!" 

"You're enjoying this aren't you?" Bondita muttered under her breath. "Your enjoyment won't last for long Batuk. He brought your form too." 

"Mine?" Batuk gasped under his breath. "What did I do wrong?" 

He had even scratched out the number!  

Precap: 

Anirudh sees the forms. How will he react? 

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