My life changed once I met him.
Ronit Bhatia, the dream of every girl.
The world around me stops when he looks at me. I can't stop myself thinking about him.
Things were not good when we first saw each other. He was a complete jerk in my eyes.
I tho...
He stood behind me in no second and ordered me,"Stand up Advika."Everyone was like 'Ooo'.
I stood up slowly taking up my time. When I stood face to face with him it gave me mixed feelings. Feeling 1) No don't kiss me please. It would be so embarrassing in front of everyone. Feeling 2) Kiss me ,damn..just take me in your arms.
I closed my eyes as he came more closer. But I couldn't feel him any longer. I mean couldn't feel his mouth coming closer to me so I opened my eyes only to find him no where but at my sitting spot. That amazed me.
Before I could figure out anything, he kissed that girl hard,almost squeezing her neck in his hands which made me realize that she too was wearing black clothes. Damn! It's more like a LOL situation for me.
I can imagine that infamous 'Music' meme of Pankaj Tripathi. Those tablas playing at background. Shit!
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He then stood from his place or should I say my place ,gave me a smile and sat back on his spot.
The game kept on continuing and it was my turn now. Damn! The tower fell. I was really anxious. I just hope there is nothing written against my self respect on that fucking block. My hands were literally shaking. I read out in my mind before revealing to everyone,"Strip yourselves." It made a frown on my face. How can I do this? Who the fuck wrote something like that?
"What is it?", someone asked. I didn't reply so the girl sitting next to me snatched the block from my hand and read it to everyone, "Strip yourselves." With that she started laughing and said,"What are you waiting for? Do it."
Sweat started falling from my head. I looked at Zara who was looking at me so worriedly. She shook her head left to right as if saying 'Don't do it'.I looked at Ronit who was not even looking at me but his phone.
Everybody started cheering,"Come on,do it."
I just pleaded, "Isn't it too much. You guys can give me an alternative,please".
"No! We already told the dares won't be kiddish. Just do what is written", a boy said.
"I can't", I objected. It's so shameful to ask a girl remove her clothes against her will.
"Are you so conscious of your body. We know you don't have a good figure but it's so sad you have to be naked here right now", a senior girl said.
"Do it." "You are wasting our time." "She has no guts." "Come on." "Just do it man." "We don't have whole night."
These people are so double faced. For them I now am a non-daring person but if I strip myself then they are going to call me a slut. Damn these hypocrites!
Zara took my stand,"This is too much. Just change the dare. You have no rights to ask a girl remove her clothes even if it's a dare."
Finally someone spoke. Thank god!
But they didn't give a shit about it. Zara's words didn't weigh anything for them. I can't do anything. I feel helpless. I stand to move away from there but one of them comes in front of me blocking my way.
"You can't move out without completing your dare". Are they crazy? We are in 21st century but bullies like them won't stop. This is the first time I feel like I am back to my old school. I don't know why there is a sudden hate for me in their eyes.
I touch the hem of my top. I don't want to do this but I don't have any other choice left.
"Enough!", I hear the teacher's voice. Thankyou! You came at the right moment sir. Thankyou!
"What's wrong with you guys. Should I suspend all of you who are supporting such act. I can't believe my eyes. You have not yet grown up properly. You have not yet seen the world. You little punks...go back to your rooms", he scolded them.
"Are you okay?", he asked me.
"Sir thankyou so much", I almost cried.
"Don't thank me. If he would have not texted me, I would have not known what my students have become", he said with disgust in his eyes.
"Who?", I asked curiously.
"Bhatia, who else?", he answered laughing.
"He texted you?", I asked surprised.
"He is a very nice boy. He has always raised voice against bad things", the teacher smiled lost in some memories.
So he saved me. I thought it didn't impact him and he was busy in his mobile but it did hurt him too. He didn't kept silent. He helped me.
I don't know how to repay him. I am now indebted to him. Thankyou Ronit!
