MaNan-Colors Of Destiny

Chapter 28

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It's Music class. Yes! We go to the Music room in a line and our teacher groups us into different bands for the Family Musicana Competition. Kavya, Akshay, Divya, Samarth, Nidhi, and I stand up. We get teamed up and it's actually cool getting teamed up with your besties, which includes your sister.

No matter how much I trouble her or we fight, sisters are always sisters. I still love her and perhaps, I always will. You know, that's the speciality of being an elder brother. Elder brothers don't like to see their sisters cry and they get too protective sometimes. I would be extremely happy if she would do that to me and take care of me the way I do so I assume she must be enjoying the fact that I care so much for her. And mind you, they are very difficult people. They get so emotional, sensitive and sentimental.

We start practicing our song and the others just glare at us with evil eyes. Of course, like who isn't jealous about us? We are rockstars! Anyways, we practice a little and the bell rings. We go back to our class and it's Math again. How I despise Math! And guess what, it's time for the marks. My name gets called first and the teacher just shows my paper to the whole class and embarrasses me. I grab the paper from her hand and go back to my seat. 15? Like seriously? Yaar... Damn! Next, Nidhi's name gets called out. 23? Whoa! And she's sad for that? I would be partying if I would've got 23/25. It's actually not that easy to get so much and the teacher starts her lecture. "Look at your sister, she studies so well." "Why don't you learn from her?" "Why are you like this?" and so on... These teachers always need a chance to screw kids. Damn them! Manik will be here soon to pick us up. Everyone gets good marks and I don't give a damn. I'm worried about my English assignment. What do I write about?? Why does life have to be so difficult only for Nidhi and I? I'm pretty sure no other children of our age face so many problems. The bell rings and we pack our bags and leave the classroom.

Kavya: "Sam, 21 kaise?"

Samarth: "Yaar, chodd yaar. I'm not in a good mood." I also ignore them and go to the gate. I want to go home and that's it.
~~POV ends~~

~~Manik's POV~~
I go to school and pick Naman and Nidhi. On the way back, they don't utter a word. I try to initiate a conversation.

Manik: "How was the test?"

Nidhi: "It was okay."

Manik: "Then, why are you both sad?"

Naman: "Nahi. I'm not sad. I just don't want to talk."

Manik: "Oh."

Nidhi: "Appa, I lost 2 marks because of two silly mistakes."

Manik: "It's okay, baby doll. Chill. 2 marks hi toh hai."

Nidhi: "Nahi. I could've got 25/25." She makes a sad face. I try to cheer them up, but in vain.

For the rest of the journey, neither of them speak. We reach Malhotra Mansion. They get down and Naman chucks his shoes on the front porch.

Manik: "Champ, I know you're not okay, but whenever you want to share anything, remember that I'm always there, okay?" He nods and chucks his bag and sits on the couch.

Nidhi arranges her shoes neatly in the shoe-rack. She takes her bag, goes upstairs and keeps it properly. She washes her feet, hands and face. She changes into her casual clothes and comes downstairs for lunch.