Love in the air

6.feelings*

Tahir's pov:-

I had decided that I just had to stay within myself-no relation to anyone and no friendship with anyone. The cacophony of social interactions felt like a distant storm.

I will no longer tolerate the betrayal that I have suffered in the name of friendship over so many years. I will become such that no one will have the courage to speak ill of me.
It was 9 o'clock and I knew I am late for my first day.

"Tahir..Son, I have talked to the principal of your school.
Puneet ji has said that just for formality, you have to give a small test and then go to class."~tahir's father told to him.

"We both will go to school from here in half an hour. Take whatever you want, I will get you new bags tomorrow."~father continues.

I just nodded my head in agreement.

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School:-

"are ye itna bada hogya.. ise last time tab dekha tha jab ye isi school me ukg me tha"~Punit bhaiya said while praising Tahir.

I only smiled at him because I'm feeling nervous.

It's not my studies that make me anxious, but rather the behavior of my classmates. People may speculate about the kind of boy I am, but little do they realize that boys, too, harbor fears. The world remains oblivious to our struggles—how we endure silently, never shedding a tear despite the weight we carry.
I gave my test..
Well, everything else was fine.
But these people gave me question paper of Sanskrit also.

"Sir, I'm not the student of sanskrit.. Mai sanskrit ka test nhi de paunga"~i said.

" Beta, formality ke liye dedo bs..kon sa ye marks tumhare finals me add honge."~that teacher told to him and went out of the empty class. (Only tahir was in the class).

"Sanskrit ka S bhi nahi aata or mai paper du? Huhh?"

I finished all the papers and started going to my class with Sukhendra bhaiya.
Yes, perhaps I was quite nervous. He requested the teacher to allow me into the class. Standing by the wall, my view obstructed, I strained to catch a glimpse of what lay within. The moment Sukhendra bhaiya stepped through the door, I seized the opportunity and entered the classroom.

I went to my seat and sat down.
I didn't even take permission from the teacher.
I entered class as if I was missing my train.
My eyes were on my books.
It seemed as if all eyes were fixed on me.
that teacher's big eyes were staring at me through glasses as if he was going to eat me.
 

I opened my book and began to read, attempting to ignore the staring eyes around me.

At last, lunchtime came.

A boy named Sunny offered me some of his lunch, but I was taken aback by the nickname he used for me, "Chocolate Boy.",like seriously, It was quite unsettling.and I replied to him rudely(in chapter 5)

Classes were okay, but I felt lonely. Now it's time to depart,feeling like a hevean and I have to take the bus—ONLY A SINGLE BUS IN WHOLE SCHOOL.

I approached and stood by the bus gate. I noticed a little girl boarding the bus, yet she remained motionless, leaving me puzzled as to why.

I attempted to look up, but the sunshine was so intense that it pierced my eyes. Already upset about the first day, this only added to my irritation.