chapter 1

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Chaitali's pov
It had been only a week in the new school and loads of complaints are pouring out against my darling son. It's the third complaint of this week. He is exactly like his father! No control over his anger. The principal sounded extremely disturbed. The only reason she was tolerating my son was because I was her favourite student once upon a time. God knows when this boy will be a little calm.
As I entered the principal's office I saw my baby boy standing in the corner looking at me guiltily. Another woman was sitting before the principal along with her son. Her son was crying and looked injured. Probably the boy my son had beaten up. He was only five years old! How did he achieve such an uncontrollable temper!

Aditya 👇

Chaitali👇

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Chaitali👇

"Miss Malhotra

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"Miss Malhotra...this is Mrs Baksi. Your son Aditya has injured her son. She is ready to forgive him this time but this better be his last warning" Miss shilpi, the principal added.
I nodded gratefully looking at the guardian.
"I understand you situation but your son needs to control his temper" Mrs Baksi said as she eyed Aditya with discretion.
Aditya! My darling son! My Ray of light in this dark life.
"Aditya, dear you may go and resume your classes. I will talk to your mother for a little" miss Shilpi said.
Aditya nodded and left the office.
"Its the third complaint in this week. You are my favourite student but I have to answer to the parents. Can I suggest something?" Miss Shilpi said
I shuddered. I knew what she was gonna suggest.
"Have you considered the thought of a second marriage? I know you're a strong woman but maybe Aditya needs a father. A father figure's absence in his life is making him irritated and angry all the time." She said.
I knew what she said had a huge probability of being true yet I couldnt even think of getting remarried. I had already  had enough. Marriage couldnt provide someone with the happiness she craves. With my separation I lost my confidence of this marriage thing. Aryan probably is happy with his new girlfriend in his new life. At the time of separation I atleast hoped he would keep contact with Aditya but he threw us out of his life in the most horrible manner. I didnt wanna suffer again and neither did I want Aditya to get used to a new man's presence who would again eventually leave us alone.
"I will think about it ma'am. I should take your leave now" I said politely and picked up Aditya from his class.
He looked at me his eyes filled with guilt and innocence.
"Mumma I..." He started to speak but was forestalled by me.
"Not a word! I am very angry with you! Why do you fight like this?! Haven't I told you so many times that hitting someone is a bad thing ?!" I said unable to control my anger.
"Why did he say that my father has a new family amd he will never come back to us!" He shouted tears overflowing his beautiful little eyes.
I didnt know what to say. I immediately hugged him.
"Baby...its not true. We know how much your father loves us! He will come back very soon" I said tears trickling down my cheeks. I didn't want to lie to my son but the truth would break his heart.
"Wanna go to the beach?" I asked with enthusiasm.
A wide smile appeared in his little face.
"Let's go!!!" He shouted with joy.

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