Hate Turned into Love

Chapter 11

Naisha's POV

"Shit!"

I again scored below average marks in the exam. Dad is gonna grind me in a grinder now. I can't do this anymore. No matter how hard I try, I eventually end up scoring below average marks. I dunno what's the problem with me. All the words, letters, numbers, they seem so confusing. I can't recognise them. I studied very hard this time, but the result is the same. Dad is gonna be so pissed at me. Whenever I open my book to study, it seems that the numbers, the alphabets, they are trying to torture me, they are screaming and yelling at me. I dunno what to do. I wanna explain this to somebody, but no one is gonna listen to me.

"Hey dumbo, how much did you get?", Aadhira asked from behind.

I didn't wanna make a fool of myself in front of her and she need not know my marks....

"None of your concern", I replied without even looking her.

"Miss Naisha Goenka", the teacher called my name.

I got up from my seat and walked towards the teacher.

"Yes mam", I asked bowing my head.

The teacher sighed.

"What is this Naisha? Till when are you gonna be like this? I'm sorry but with this performance of yours I don't think you'll be able to last in this school for long. Aadhira is your sister, right? She gets such good marks. What's wrong with you child? Is there any problem?", the teacher asked concerned.

"No", I replied, my eyes still stuck to the floor.

The teacher sighed again.

"I want to meet your parents tomorrow after school. I need to talk to them. Is that clear?", the teacher asked glaring at me.

Now, I'm dead!

"Is that clear?", the teacher asked in a slightly loud voice. My classmates must've heard it.

"Yes mam", I replied.

"Good", the teacher said and continued writing something in the register.

I turned back to look at the class whispering about me. I rolled my eyes and occupied my seat.

My life sucks!!

Naira's POV

The kids might be reaching home at any time now. I've made pancakes for them because they love it. Kartik is in office. He said he had a meeting with US delegates, I hope it goes well.

The door unlocked and there entered the little miscreants. Aadhira seemed very happy and excited while Naisha wasn't in a good mood.

"Hi mom", Aadhira exclaimed and hugged me.

"Wow pancakes", she inhaled the aroma of pancakes.

"Yes baby. Now come on, wash your hands first and then only you can have them", I instructed Aadhira.

"Yes Mom", Aadhira dragged and washed her hands in the basin like an obedient kid and then got seated herself on the seat. I served her the pancake.

All this while, Naisha was opening her shoes.

"Won't you have a pancake Naisha?", I asked her.

"I'm not in a mood", Naisha replied.

"Mom I received an A in my exams", Aadhira exclaimed with joy.

"Wow....My baby...I'm so proud of you ", I praised her cupping her face.

"What about you Naisha?", I asked.