Tears of Insecurity

Chapter Eighty Four

Previously -

Susheela hit the punching back harder, the pain slowly releasing from her heart. The pain that was weighing her down since many years was slowly being released. Tomorrow's match is going to be very important for her, not only for her coach but for her self confidence as well. Her father called her a 'nobody' and tomorrow she was about to prove him wrong. She was going to show her father that nobody can be like her. That's how she was going to use the taunt that her father had once striked at her when she needed him the most.

Her three favourite people were going to be there with her tomorrow, cheering on her and supporting her like nobody else. She doesn't need her father's approval anymore about her skills and talents. God had finally planted the right kind of people in her life to cheer on her, to support her and to help her up. She was happy with her life.
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Everybody came back to resort from their little picnic. The elders went in their rooms to rest, because unlike their children they had actually done some sightseeing. As planned, the rest of the gang went upstairs to their rooms to get fresh. They came back after wearing comfortable clothes and went towards the gym. When they entered the gym, they saw Susheela hitting all the knocks perfectly!

Susheela was almost done with her practice. With one last final knocking punch, Susheela fell down on the ground, exhausted. Pramod quickly came by her side to check if she was okay or not. Susheela was breathing fast, the sweat was dripping off of her like rainwater droplets down the window.

"Aap thik toh hai na Susheela ji?", Pramod asked concerned.

"Ha ha main thik hu. Bas thodi si thak gayi hu. Baaki kuch nahi.", Susheela got up in a sitting position and removed her gloves. With all the intensity she was punching and practicing, her hand and wrists were swollen and had many deep cuts on them. But it wasn't something new for Susheela, when she practiced, she practiced like there was no tomorrow.

"Oh God! Susheela ji aapke haatho pe kitne injuries hue hai! Look at her knuckles guys!", Pramod carefully took Susheela's hands in his and and caressed his thumb on her injuries and light cuts.

"Bailbuddhi, itna bhi kya practice karna?", Garima shook her head disappointed and went towards Susheela's bag to pick it up.

"That must hurt real bad.", Shekhar muttered looking at her battered hands.

"Kuch nahi hua hai baba. Ye mera roz ka hai. Ab toh dard bhi nahi hota, ulta sukoon milta hai.", Susheela said looking down at her bruised knuckles with a sadistic smile.

"Ye le.", Garima, knowing well what to do in this situation as it had become an everyday scene for her, gave Susheela's gym bag to her.

Susheela raised her arm and took her bag and opened it. She searched for her antiseptic cream and lightly applied it on her wounds.

"Sushi, tum ye humesha apne saath leke ghumti ho?", Lily asked sitting down beside her as she inspected Susheela's wound from a far.

"Haa. Ye humesha bag main rehta hai. You know, incase somebody decided to annoy me or I had my usual boxing practices. So yeah, bandaids, creams and pain relief sprays always come with me wherever I go.", Susheela said with a chuckle and started to apply cream on her bruised knuckles with a straight face.

Rohan shook his head in disappointment. His sister never ever took care of herself. He was atleast a bit relived now that Susheela had Pramod by her side, to take care of her and protect her at all costs.

"Laaiye main laga deta hu.", Pramod gently took the tube of cream from Susheela's hands and started applying it on her hand.

"Thankyou.", Susheela whispered looking at him.