Hearts Entwined (I)

I can't do this!

Rahi's POV

[Warning:  Family trauma] [P. S. The chapter is long, and is not pleasant, so please proceed with caution. I do not want any kind of hard feelings with my readers. Treat it as fiction only. And kindly don't criticize me, if you dislike the concept, you can kindly skip my story. Thank you.] {And it is unedited. I will re-edit it later.}

It is December now. Although it is barely cold, still, the cool weather is making it very difficult for me to wake up early. The tests are approaching soon, and my condition is worsening. Thankfully, I got admitted in new Physics and Chemistry tuition. But my condition in Chemistry is still weak. Especially organic. Aarshi is a pro in it, I wonder if I should ask her. No, leave it, she will feel disturbed if I ask her my doubts just before the exams. Anirudh helps me a bit in Physics, but I often feel embarrassed to ask more...

Well, I have justified reason to feel like this. I got admitted along with Oishi in her Chemistry batch, and my mother told her that Oishi, help Rahi understand the topics she had missed, and like a good person, she had assured me that she will help me understand the tough topics in Organic Chemistry. But when I asked, she barely taught me anything, and when I asked the next day about a doubt, she dismissed me. I went and asked sir, Sir told me to go and ask Oishi...I don't understand it that amidst this ring-a-ring-a roses, how am I supposed to actually learn my syllabus??

Hence, I do not ask anyone else. If my years-long best friend can make me feel like this, then Aarshi and Anirudh are just barely knowing me. Why will they help me? Hence, I decided to do a group study with Pratyusha. Her and my condition are similar, and we probably helped each other out, together, to some extent. Well, something is better than nothing, right?

I told my mother that Oishi is not really being helping...and she said, "Your fault. Which person will invest their precious time for you? Everyone is understanding, and you are unable to do anything...what's the reason? Is it someone else's fault, or your shortcoming? And what are you learning at your Institution then? You are just coming and going every week, God knows doing what. Nobody will waste their time on you, even teachers can't help you at the end of the session now. Do whatever you wish."

Yeah, then I returned back to my room, and tried to solve questions by accumulating the notes. At least if I improve in the other parts, maybe I will pass without Organic...

Suddenly, my ear buzzed up with violent screaming, and sounds of books thrown here and there from the room beside, along with shouts, and cries of Kuhu. I rushed to the room to see what happened. My father, as always was sitting on the sofa, reading newspaper. And mother was beating Kuhu and scolding her. Kuhu is a bit problematic, since she never studies, never does her homework and classwork, and is attentive in her classes. Hence, she fails in exams, and teachers complain about it to mother, father or me. Today is another such day when mother is scolding Kuhu for this. But today, she is being more violent than ever.

As I reached the room, I saw Kuhu standing in one corner, crying, and mother throwing all her books, copies, colors, pencils on the floor in fit of her anger, and shouting out curses. I flinched when she suddenly grabbed Kuhu's head and slammed backwards in the wall. I quickly held her, so that she does not get hurt, and glared at mother.

"What are you doing, Ma? Will she suddenly start doing her homework if you do all these?"

"Listen, you go and stay in your room like always. Since I handle her, I will see fit how to treat my child, I don't need to learn from you and you better do not come to protect her. It is because of your pampering is she never learns the consequences of not studying."

"I do scold her too, Ma...but then you only stop me. And stop beating her...you know she gets sick easily, she can get hurt!!" I told, my voice raising, and that was it. She whirled around, her eyes blazing at me.