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Role Number 212 walks away from them, turning her hands into fists. She knocks on the door, the principal knows everything about her since she is a speacial student...

Principal: Tumhare papa nay sab kuch batadiya hai, aap bilkul fikar mat karna, agar tumhare paas problems hai, then come to me...

Role Number 212: Jee... Sir

Principal: Yeh tumhaara timetable hai, aur tumhari class mein dikha doonga

Chachaji leaves from there, Role Number 212 follows behind the principal. He introduces her to the class, the boys that teased her are also there. She closes her eyes for a second to make a quick prayer, Sameer is staring at this beautiful innocent girl.

Shanti Madam: Aap Sameer kay paas bait joa?

Role Number 212: Sa...Sa...meer... kaun...hai?

Shanti Madam: Wo raha?

Role Number 212 is about to speak, but instead she follows her rules, and sits down next to Sameer quietly. She does not look at him, she feels petrified sitting next to a boy who she does not know properly.

Sameer: Hi I'm Sameer Maheswari, headboy of this school.

Role Number 212: Hi...Sameer...it's...nice...to...meet...you

Shanti Madam is asking a question, none of the students know it. Role Number 212 stands up, and says it. What happens next the whole class becomes baffled.

Role Number 212: Five million Two hundered and twenty two thousand six hundered and fifty six is the answer

Shanti Madam claps for her, and so does everyone else. She goes up to her, shakes her hand, and gives a forehead kiss....

Shanti Madam: Well done, you weren't paying attention, but still you got the answer right. But how did you do it?

Role Number 212: I'm...previlaged...to...even...go...to...a...school. Mere...liye...education...is...my...top...priorty. Agar...tumhe...yakeen...hai...bagwaan...mere...liye...toh...Jesus...hai...toh...tum...kuch...bhi...karsakte...ho.

The bell rings, all of the students leave the class. Role Number 212 takes Shanti Madam's blessings, she smiles at her, and then leaves from there...

Swati: Wow muhjhe nahi pata ta ki tum itni intelligent ho?

Role Number 212 nods her head no...

Role Number 212: Mein...itni...intelligent...nahi...hoon...ki...mein...har....sawaal...ka...jawaab...day...sakti...hoon... Swati.

Swati: Aap nay mera naam liya?

Role Number 212: Haa... Swati

Munna+ Pandit: Aur hamara naam kya hai?

Role Number 212: Munna...aur...Pandit

Role Number 212 laughs sarcastically at herself. Preeti becomes really confused as she has never done this before. She gently shakes her, and stops after that...

Preeti: Aap kyun hasrahe ho?

Role Number 212: Mera...naam...kitna...ajeeb...hai...Role...Number...212, aisa...lagta...hai...ki..kissi...nay...muhjhe...kareed...liya...hai... mere...paas...toh...koi...identity...nahi...hai...aur...kyun...na...ho....kyunki...mein...ek...oprhan...hoon... it's...like...pass...the...parcel....agar...ek...family...ko...muhjhe...passand...nahi...aayi...toh...kissi...aur...muhjhe...adopt...karleta hai...

Sameer: Nahi Naina oh god maine kya boldiya. Tumhara naam change hoga, tum woh naam deserve nahi karti ho.

Pandit: Sameer tumne Naina bola, yeh bahaut atcha naam hai, aur haa hum tumhara naam badal kar rahenge?

Preeti: Mein bhi agree karti hoon, muhjhe papa ko bolna chaheye?

Swati: Mein bhi

Roll Number 212 runs away from there, feeling very hurt about not getting a choice in anything. First it was the adoption, then it was school, and now it's the name.

Role Number 212: What... about... my... choices? Yeh... meri... life... hai... aur... kissi... ko... haq... nahi... banta... ki... meri... life... ki... decisions... layenghe? I've... been... doing... this... on... my... own, I... don't... need... anyone... telling... me... what... to... do...

Sameer, Munna, Pandit, Swati and Preeti find Role Number 212 standing a few meters away from them...

Sameer: I'm sorry

Role Number 212: Muhjhe...na...kissi...ka...sorry...nahi...chaheye. Kissi...nay...muhjse...poocha... ki... tumhe...yeh... naam...atcha...laga... nahi... Preeti... tumhare...maa...aur...papa...nay...
poocha...ki...tum...kya...chathi...ho...zindagi...mein...nahi...kaha...na.... Yeh...meri...zindagi...hai...none...of you...or...your...parents...were...there...for...me...then. Agar...tum..log...meri...position...mein...hote...aur...mein...baar...baar...bolti...hoon...ki...Sameer...tumhe...doctor...bana...he...hoga...toh...kaisa...lagegha... you...feel...suffocatted... either...you...want...to...follow...your...dreams...or...be...told...what...to..do...without...even...asking...your...consent.

Look...Sameer...I'm...sorry...but...I had...to...take...it...out...

Sameer: I understand, it must be so difficult for you. What you told me right now is the truth of all young people, and what they go through. I thought my life was hard, but yours is very complex.

Author's Note: Oh no 212 expressed what she is feeling at the moment, she is right in a way, but will she accept the name Naina? Keep reading on to know more.