My brother My Hero (Book 1)

part 2

(Prince enters Vivek’s room with his maths book in his hands. He looks innocent, nervous, and a little scared. Vivek keeps looking at him for a few seconds—silent, conflicted.)

Vivek (firmly, after a pause):
Go to that corner.
Kneel down.
And solve this whole test in your notebook.

(voice hardens)
And don’t you dare change your position.
Otherwise, it will be more hard for you.
After solving it, you’ll write this test two times more.

Prince (voice trembling):
Bhai… can I do it standing in the corner?
It will hurt…
Please, bhai…

Vivek (raising an eyebrow):
Do you need more punishment?

Prince (quickly shaking his head, eyes down):
No.

Vivek:
Then go.
And if you need help in any sum, call me.

(Prince walks to the corner, kneels down, opens his notebook, and starts solving the examples.)

(The position is uncomfortable. His legs start aching, but he doesn’t move. He knows better than to test his brother’s patience.)

Vivek — POV
Ahhh… I hate seeing him like this.
His legs already look tired.
I don’t like scolding him.
After all, he’s my baby brother.
But he’s too irresponsible about his studies, and that’s not good for him.
I don’t want to be strict… but for his own good, I have to be.
Sorry, Prince.
You earned this yourself.

Prince (softly, after a while):
Bhai…
I can’t solve these two sums.
Please help me.

(Vivek walks toward him, sits beside him, and patiently explains both examples.)
(Vivek is a bright student and always helps Prince with studies. Because of that, Prince sometimes teases him by calling him “sir”—which Vivek hates.)

Vivek:
Got it?
Or should I explain it again?
Prince (quick nod):
No, thanks.
You’re a good teacher, bro. I understood.

Vivek (standing up):
Good.
Now write it two times more.
(stern)
And don’t smile.
Your punishment is not over yet.

Prince (instinctively):
Yes, sir.

Vivek (turning sharply):
What did you say?

Prince (immediately):
Sorry… bhai.

Vivek:
Do you really want to write this four times, Prince?

Prince (panicked):
No, no bhai—
I’m sorry. Please.
(Vivek sighs, then leaves the room and goes downstairs.)
Uncle (noticing his mood):
Someone looks angry today.

Vivek (frustrated):
This kid is really annoying, Uncle.
Did you see his marks?
It’s not acceptable.
Uncle:
Yes, I did.
So… where is he right now?

Vivek:
In my room.

Uncle:
You punished him?

Vivek (low voice):
Is there any other choice for me?
I had to.
(angrily)
That brat should learn his lesson.
Next time I’ll teach him with a ruler if he repeats this mistake.
(After some time, Vivek goes back to his room. He notices Prince sitting quietly in the corner, notebook closed.)

Vivek:
Have you finished your work?
Prince (quickly):
Yes—
I mean, yes bhai.

Vivek:
Okay.
Come here with the notebook.
(Prince tries to get up. His legs hurt badly—he’s been in that position for almost two hours. He struggles to stand.)

Vivek (noticing):
Should I come and help you?

Prince — POV
First he punishes me…
and now he’s showing mercy.
Prince (forcing himself up):
No, no bhai.
I can manage.

(Vivek immediately went to him and held his hand, since i am in your life you don't have to manage alone, I'm for you buddy)

(Vivek checks the notebook carefully, then asks him formulas and questions. Prince answers in a low, shaky voice.)
(After checking everything.)

Vivek:
Good.i. don't think you've problem in this chapter now... Do you have?

Prince : No Bhai, it's perfectly set in my mind now..

Vivek : yeah, But prince you know maths needs revision time to time Buddy, every sunday try to revise all the chapter, it will help you understand it better and for long time.

Prince : Yeah, as you say bhai.

Vivek : Now you can go.
(serious tone)
And yeah—this time I was easy on you.
Next time, that belt is ready.
(firm)
I’ll accept any mistake,
but I will not tolerate neglect of studies.
Am I clear?

Prince (quickly):
Ye—yes bhai.
I’m sorry for this time.
I won’t repeat it again.

Vivek (nods):
Hmm… that sounds good.

(softening a little)
Do you want anything else?

Prince (hesitant, then hopeful):
Yes… umm…
Can I have an ice cream, please?

Vivek (raises an eyebrow):
I was asking about help in studies, not about—
(sighs)
Okay, fine.
After dinner, we’ll go for ice cream.

Prince (instantly brightens):
Yeahhh!

Vivek :
Please close the door after you leave.

Prince:
Yes. Sure.
(He gently closes the door behind him. Vivek watches, smiles faintly, and nods.)
Vivek — POV
God…
I really love this headache.
It’s too hard for me to be strict on him.