Broken Relations

Who is this person?

Isha's pov
The day was quiet a busy day. I had many lectures. It was now 12.30 pm. I was now free for the whole day. It was always so boring. I had nobody who would wait for me at home. Nobody who would ask: "Isha, how was your day?" I was alone at home.

That's why I loved to be on work more than to be at home, unlike other people. I was in a class, the students were already gone outside. I was alone in the classroom. I started packing my stuff. I suddenly realized that my phone wasn't here on the table. I started to search it in my bag, it wasn't there also. Where did I leave my phone?

"Isha ma'am." I looked up and saw my favorite student, Savi Virat Chawan. She was 21 years old. Very short, beautiful girl. In a village where everyone was just busy in judging each other, this girl never judged me. She always cares for me. I would say she is almost like a daughter to me.

I couldn't imagine my day without seeing her. I returned her smile and said: "Savi, kaisi hai tu?" (Savi, how are you?) She entered the classroom and gave me a hug. She was the only person in Ramtek who would hug me. When I see her, I just know that I am not alone. At least not at work. She was always here to pep up my mood. I returned the hug.

"Ma'am main thik hoon, aur aap?" (Ma'am I am fine, and you?). "Main bhi thik hoon, bala." (I am also fine, dear). She nodded at me. "Ma'am, main jab andar aa rahi thi, toh aap kuch dhoond rahe the. Kya hua? Kya dhoond rahi thi aap? Main kuch help karoon?" (Ma'am, when I came inside, you searched for something, what where you searching? Should I help?).

I remembered that I couldn't find my phone. "Haa Savi, woh mera phone nahi mil raha hai, yaad nahi aa raha kaha rakhi hai Maine, ghar se to lekar aayi thi, ab nahi mil rahi hai." (Yes Savi, I can't find my phone, I don't remember where I put it, I just can't find it). "Ma'am aapne kahi phone ko teachers room mein toh nahi, choddi."( Ma'am didn't you leave the phone in the teacher's room), Savi said after thinking a while. Yeah, that was quiet possible.

"Ma'am agar aisa hai, nah toh please jaldi kijiye aur phone lijiye apna. Woh kya hai Miss Mehra free hai, usko bohot shoukh hai logo ke personal space mein jaane ki. Mujhe toh woh nah bilkul chudail hi lagti hai.." Savi said in a funny way..I laughed at her cute, silly talks.

(Ma'am if it is like that l, then please go take your phone as soon as possible, otherwise Miss Mehra is free. She loves going into someone's personal space. She is just an evil woman for me).

"Savi woh jaisi bhi hai, badi hai, respect se please." (Savi, no matter how she is, she is elder than you, respect please) "okay ma'am, with all respect, I confess that Miss Mehra is just an evil woman, so just go fast and take your phone, ma'am..." I laughed again.

This girl was something. I realized that she is saying the truth. I wasn't really bothered by the fact that there was chance that Mehra would go in my phone. I had nothing in my phone..that's why it was never locked also. She can search whatever she wants to, she wouldn't get anything to insult me.

As I entered the teacher's room, I saw Miss Mehra standing with my phone in her hands near my table. Savi was right, thus. "Miss Mehra, aap yeh kya kare rahi hai, I guess kisi ne aapko seekhaya nahi hai that you don't go in others phone, without their permission."

(What are you doing, miss Mehra? Did no one taught you, that you shouldn't go in other's phone?)

She looked up. She was shocked by my sudden voice at first, but then she smiled. Why was she smiling? "Forget about that Mrs, Bhosale, did someone ever taught you, that you should not cheat on your husband."

What was this woman talking about? Who was she to say al these things to me? In anger I snatched the phone from her hand and looked at it...she was on my Instagram page..There was a message from an unknown name..(user20247). Who was this person? It said: Isha, how are you? Kaisi ho tum? 🥺💔❤️. As if I didn't understand English. I roled my eyes at the message.