Innocence

Chapter 5: Betraying my self

"Mustafa (my younger brother) go and wake Zayn up for his school", my mother sent my little brother to annoy me while I was sleeping upside down in my blanket. "Zayn brother, come on wake up its your first day at your new school and you are still sleeping, I am going to call mom if you won't be up in ten seconds", my cheeky brother instantly became really dedicated to mom as he loved to raise my hackles and used to love seeing me disturbed and annoyed in the same way I love seeing Nehal. He wasn't waking me up he was just avenging all his milk shakes and leftovers of his cake that I used to devourer. "I think you don't have any acquaintance to your cricket bat, if you have least love for your bat so go and tell mom that Zayn is in washroom or else you know me better", I replied sarcastically . "Let me direct your words to father", my brother was acting like a real jerk. "Okay okay I am up, but don't tell father that I black mailed you again", I pleaded like a pathetic cringe. "What would be the catch for me if I would stay shut", Mustafa replied by giving me a dominant eye gesture. "I think the grip of your bat isn't that cool, so I would bring a new one today, is it working for you", I sounded humanless, there is no word which could define my beggarly and skimpy state at that time so humanless is a little comforting because what an irony of fate a moment ago the bat that I was talking to destroy now I am talking about its illumination. "Be at the table in five minutes or else father would be on his way", Mustafa left the room after pissing me off like every typical sibling, and even for the moment I fancied maybe I am his little brother. Whatever precisely I would say he sucks.
I don't know if it is right to say, but my dad was pressurizing me to complete the holy book whatever it takes. The first holy school of mine was far better than the second one. I made many friends and enjoyed being there because there were less creepy and cheeky students and most significantly my abode was near that holy school so I wasn't supposed to stay there like I have to in this one but I moved on with having this phrase in my mind that everything happens for a reason, but even then I wasn't convinced to be shepherded to another holy school but somehow I did as I got in a fight with my dad and on the same hand I did not want anything to get more worse so I gave up and moved on. I wasn't that comfortable in this holy school but I had to compromise so I did, but turns out as a failure as the teacher of that holy school was swindling. He wasn't helping us (my brother and I) out in order to complete the holy book he just wanted us to win a written degree. He was cheating on students, in the start I enjoyed it but then I realized that I am betraying myself. So one day I became determined to ask my teacher that why he is doing all this to us, like he was making us skip the whole chapters and never asked us to revise the previous ones, so one day I was taking his food to his room, there I talked to him about all this.
"Teacher why you are making us skip chapters", I asked my teacher with a gentle voice. "Zayn I have no other option the management is saying that I should make you complete the whole book in this year and maybe your dad asked them to pressurize me so rather asking me ask your dad" he replied bluntly. I abhorred that teacher as he wasn't kind to me he used to beat me like I am a toy and used to talk to me in a seductive tone I wasn't ready for all this crap and even I did not know what he is up to but one day he did something very worse, nor I wasn't mature at that time neither my parents used to ask me things about that, so this is the reason that I bared all the filth on my own. One day we arrived early at school and we did breakfast there and I was supposed to take breakfast to my teacher. "Knock Knock" I knocked the door of my teacher's room. "Who is there "my teacher replied in a low voice. "Teacher it's me Zayn I brought your breakfast "I replied in a gentle tone. He opened the door and asked where is Baba Sain (person who manages different things at a holy school), as he was supposed to bring his breakfast. "Teacher he is maybe downstairs", I replied softly. "Reminding of him Zayn I wanted to ask that who do you like the most him or me?" He asked by making a weird gesture like he was appealing for something filthy. "Teacher what kind of question it is but whatever I like him more as he treat me like his son and he is too old and reminds me of my grandfather", I replied while sounding shy. And on response to it he commanded me to come closer and slapped me right on to my face. I started crying on the moment and then I came to know that he is not only a monster he is a psychopath too. And from that day he used to behave weirdly with me and beating me was his habit and I was that dumb that I did not tell a thing to my dad as there was a communication gap between me and my father and because of this reason I suffered a lot of grief in my life.
The reason of joining a holy school for every child is to become close to GOD but regrettably after suffering all that I came to the point that 'EVEN THE PUREST PLACE AIN'T PURE IF THE INDIVIDUALS OF THAT PLACE ARE WICKED'. Now a days people send their children to rot in Holy schools, kids often don't understand what is happening to them so they just bear all of it.
But luckily Zayn's teacher left the school when he (Zayn) cleared his year and after some months ago Zayn's dad got to know that his teacher was acused of abuse to one of the student of that holy school, luckily that wasn't Zayn but whoever he was did he deserve it? Shouldn't our soi-disant pure society had taken steps against it? The answer is NO because we think assertively and thats what my dad did. And maybe that costed him, his son's purity (VIRGINITY).
Finally Zayn was awarded with the so called degree and luckily no one asked him that, did he really memorized the book correctly? Because his degree was speaking louder than the words.
"LIFE IS NOT LIFE UNTIL IT IS SPENT FOR OTHERS"