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_______________________________________A woman in her early forties is busy in looking at some documents in her cabin. The documents are about the students whose parents have given the highest donation to the school this year. So, that she can make some changes in the list of the students getting scholarship from government.
"Ma'am! Ma'am!" The peon of the school hurriedly walks inside the cabin of the woman who is none other than the Principal of the school where Kiyansh used to study.
"What happened? Why are you shouting?" The woman asks the peon glaring at him. But before he can reply, the collector of the DC Sir along with the School Inspector walks inside the cabin.
"Sir, ma'am what a pleasant surprise. I didn't know that both of you will be here today." The principal says getting up from her chair with a bright smile.
"I am sorry to tell you but after you learn about our reason of coming here then there won't be anything pleasant for you." The school inspector remarks sitting across from the principal who gulps not understanding what happened or why the inspector who used to be very friendly with her is now talking to her in such cold tone.
"I think you should sit down, ma'am. Because I am sure you won't be able to stand after hearing everything we have to say." Th DM says while the principal starts sweating badly. But she sits down on her chair after the DM sits across from her.
"Mrs. Laboni Sarkar, what do you think about bullying in school?" The school inspector asks the principal.
"Ma'am, it's a terrible crime to bully someone and that's why I have made some strict rules for the students of our school. So, that no innocent child face any type of bullying here." Mrs. Sarkar replies confidently.
"Are you sure?" The DM asks making Mrs. Sarkar to frown.
"Sir, I am hundred percent sure and that's why there is no case of bullying in our school." Mrs. Sarkar replies.
"Then what about Kiyansh Mukherjee?" Someone asks from the doorway of the cabin making the three persons present in the room to look at that direction to see that a woman in her late twenties is standing there. Something about her is screaming danger, especially about the way she is now walking inside the room with confidence and power oozing out of her.
"My dear Principal Ma'am, it seems you aren't doing your duty well and that's why you don't have any idea about the bullying happening in your school." The woman who is none other than Ritika remarks standing in front of Mrs. Sarkar who gets stunned for a few seconds before she clears her throat.
"Kiyansh Mukherjee doesn't study here anymore. His grandmother has taken him out of this school saying that they are shifting somewhere else. So, I don't know what you are talking about." Mrs. Sarkar replies while Ritika chuckles shaking her head in response.
"Tsk, you shouldn't have opened that mouth of yours. Because it's getting hard for me to keep calm." Ritika says rolling her eyes before slapping the principal hard on her face making her whimper.
"Y-y-o-o-u can't slap me." Mrs. Sarkar says glaring at Ritika who lifts her hand to slap the woman again.
"Princess, not again." Kavyansh remarks arriving there making Ritika to drop her hand.
"What's going on? Who are you both? And Sir, why aren't you saying anything to them for abusing me?" Mrs. Sarkar asks looking at the DM who along with the school inspector gets up from the chairs and request Ritika and Kavyansh to sit in their places.
"Because you deserve more than a slap, Mrs. Sarkar." The school inspector remarks making the principal's eyes widen in shock.
"Kiyansh Mukherjee, the ex-student of this school is my son and I have got to know that he was bullied here by some older students who later taught his classmates to bully him as well." Kavyansh says leaning against the chair while there is no emotion in his face.
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