Inseparable hearts (Maaneet Version)

Chapter 02

The school bell rang & all the children had to rush to their classes. Pari was restless. She wasn't excited about the new term even a bit. She kept fidgeting on her seat. The whole class were silent. She heard a sound of somebody coming towards their class. The sound of the heels colliding with the floor made her more nervous. What if her new teacher is like a witch? whom would be so evil & punish her? She almost closed her eyes with fear.

'Good morning everyone!' Their new class teacher greeted the class. Pari was still closing her eyes with fear. Her voice was pleasant but Pari was still scared to open her eyes.

'Okay guys. Let me introduce myself first. I am Miss. Geetanjali Handa, your new class teacher.' She smiled brightly. Pari opened her eyes slowly. There she saw her new class teacher standing in front of the class. She looked so beautiful & young, probably around 25 years of age. Pari was quite impressed by the first sight.

'Geet what? 'Geet tanjalei..? The kids were a little bit confused with her name. Of course they would find difficult to pronounce it, since their class teacher is not an Aussie. She was an Indian.

She smiled at her students who were trying to pronounce her name correctly. The toddlers were hell confused.

'Okay okay guys! Just call me Miss. Geet, okay?' She smiled brightly. 'Whoa! she has the same name of my mommy!' Pari self thought. Happiness was blooming inside her. Although Pari has never seen her mom for real or even a photograph, she knew her name was Geet.

'Thank you Mommy! you have sent a lovely teacher with the same name! She seems to be good' Pari closed her eyes & silently thanked her mother. Then her class teacher asked each student to introduce their selves.

Finally after much anticipation Pari's turn came. Since she was afraid of her new teacher she seated in a corner of the back row. She was the last student to introduce herself.

'Hello Geet ma'am. I'm Pari' She introduced herself with a bright smile. Geet was staring at the cute little girl who was standing in front of her. She has managed to steal her heart by the first glance. Geet couldn't take off her eyes from Pari who looked like a little angel.

Geet felt that Pari is familiar. It was an unexplained feeling. She has never felt such a thing when she talked with the other students. Her appearance & talk took her to back to her past for a while.

'If our baby is a girl, let's name her as Pari.' His voice echoes in her mind. Geet was lost in her dark memories. A tear formed in her eyes unknowingly. Pari was looking at her teacher confused. Why she is in tears? Pari noticed it.

'Umm.. ma'am?' Pari's voice brought Geet back to normal. She quickly wiped her eyes, trying to conceal her sorrow on her dark history. 'Wow Pari you have got a beautiful name. Are you from India?''

'Thank you ma'am.' 'My parents are from India. I am from Melbourne.' She replied with a smile. 'And my daddy has put this name.'

'That is so cute.' Geet smiled.

In the next few hours Geet taught the class in a very interesting manner. Soon Pari started liking her. She was like Mrs. Smith, or may be a tad bit better than her. Mrs. Smith was middle aged & Miss. Geet is still in her twenties, so she handled the class more actively. The first day of the new term wasn't bad as little Pari expected.

After the school bell rang in the afternoon soon the class became empty. All the students went off except little Pari. She was sitting on her desk, reading a book. Geet noticed her & went towards her.

'Hey Pari, aren't you going home?'

'Geet ma'am?' Pari stood up.

'Arey just sit down. Why are you staying here? the school bell rang ten minutes back.'