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reaching the home, she lay on her bed and drifted into dreamland without changing uniform.

don't worry her mother washes her uniform on daily bases.

and open her eyes near 5 o'clock in evening.

oh no, i have to go tuition now. , looking at clock she murmured.

idea.

with a tired face, she went towards mrs. kaushik "mumma, i'm feeling very low."

"come here.", checking her hand and forehead, mrs. kaushik commanded.

her hand and forehead are little hot because she was sleeping covering herself in blanket due to which her body warm a little.

"okay you go and take rest, i'll bring some medicins for you.", kissing her forehead, mrs. kaushik replied.

laying on bed again, she grab her phone which was placed on side table and continue reading her novel.

the next day, avyay taking a nap.

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I S H Q I

I moved outside my class after taking permission from miss to fill my water bottle.

Its already filled to be honest, i filled it in recess but that lacture is so boring.

I mean what the hell is english communication? I know they want us to improve our communication skills but no one work on it and my seatmate lunch ke baad toh ghoda gaadi sab bech ke so jaata hai.

"khair mujhe kya?", i said to myself and want to take a round of junior wing as well so went their.

"please give me my notebook.", i heard a girl's sound in pleased voice.

following her voice, I reached near stairs.

two boys holding a notebook and teasing her.

i take my steps towards them, "beta give her this notebook. Its her na.", bending a little to reach their level.

one of them was about to give her notebook but other one hold his hand and.

"beta kisko bol rahi ho? budhi ho kya? aur kya notebook? tum kon ho iski? kyu de hum ye notebook?", folding his hand on his chest, another boy replied.

ye dhai-dhai foot ke balak hai aur jaan jaaye par nawabi na jaaye, i thought.

"pehli baat bade hai toh tameez se varna battamizi hame bhi ache se aati hai. Dusri baat badi behan hai iski, agli baar koshish bhi ki na isse pareshan karni k toh.", pointing my finger towards him, i replied.

"toh kya?", he pulled my pony and removing rubber band from my hairs, he opened my hair.

I grabbed his collar, "bohut hua-"

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