Anurakti

20: Living his dream.

Samidha was an extremely lucky girl.

Why?

Because their next class got cancelled as their teacher was sick and they had a two day holiday after that.
Even after knowingly putting herself in an almost life threatening position, nothing would happen to her.

"Those who want to go home can leave."
And as soon as these words were said by the substitute, Samidha was running out of the class to her home.

Sahaj didn't leave.
His mind went over her words again and again as he sat, hiding himself behind the pillar and ignoring every voice.

She said he was bad for her. Okay. But she said he was bad even for Shubham. Was that.........true? Was he really not good enough for him?

She said he was weak........No.
No, he was not. He was stronger than anyone there in that building. He could knock a grown man with just one punch. He was that strong. He would be able to lift her up with just one arm. He would be able to do squats with her sitting on his shoulders.
He was that strong.

But was she really talking about his physical strength?

Sahaj was lost after that. His brain stopped comprehending anything else. The only thing he could think of was what she said. And today, she really hit a nerve. A very sensitive nerve.

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"Beta! You're back!"
Lata Maa beamed with joy when she saw her grandson entering the house. She didn't mind him placing his muddy shoes on the white marble, she was just happy to see him.

"Tell me, are you hungry? What will you eat?"
She asked excited, feeling that today he was not angry. Maybe they would talk.

But he walked past her without even glancing at her, her smile faded and her eyes welled up with tears.

What bad has she done that her own grandson refused to talk to her.

She thought that Sahaj didn't want to talk to her, but in reality he was in no position to talk. He was so lost in his earlier encounter that he didn't even see or hear her.

He was just lost.........and a little depressed.

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Two days passed by quickly and Samidha spent them very happily.

When she was coming to her coaching, she saw a small crowed gathered there and from the looks of it, someone was fighting.

Her grin widened. Fight. That's the best thing anyone can do.

She walked towards them and a boy of her class waved at her.

"What happened? Who's fighting." She asked, approaching him and he shrugged.

"I don't know what happened but I know Sahaj is there."
He replied and she rolled her eyes.

"Well who else would it be. God knows what made him so angry that he's beating a poor soul again."

She said now not really interested in watching the fight.

"No. You got it wrong. It's Sahaj who is getting beaten."

"What?"

And Samidha squeezed past the large males to the centre. Her hands flew to her mouth as a gasp escaped her lips. Sahaj was lying on the ground staring at the man beating him with an emotionless expression.

What was he doing? The guy beating was nothing but skin and bones.

"Stop it! Stop!"
The watchman came trying to stop the fight, indicating it hasn't been a very long time. But still Sahaj had a split lip which was bleeding.