Ishika was in class 1.Yeah,she had to wake up at 5 a.m. now to come to school on time.
Class 1 was a bit different.Until now,their classteachers used to teach them everything.But now,their classteacher,Sharmila Ma'am taught them science and mathematics only.Every subject had a different teacher and it was really difficult for a turtle like her to complete the classwork within the given period.
It was one such day when she had hopelessly failed to complete her classwork on time and she was depressed(come on man,it's depressing for a seven year old).The bell had rung and the teacher was preparing to leave the class when Ishika saw a figure standing near the door clutching an exercise book.It was a boy,he seemed taller than her size of people,and he was crying....vigorously,displaying a half broken front tooth.
"What is it Shuvam?Stop crying,you are in class 4 now....",the teacher's voice trailed off.
"That crying boy was a dada!!",Ishika thought to herself.(It was the first time a senior had come to their class),"why was he crying like a dinosaur?"
Back then,Ishika didn't know that this crying senior would one day guide her for her IT quiz competitions.She didn't know that the crying guy from that day would mentor her to become a debater....that she would trust him more than her classmates someday,and both envy and respect him at the same time.
The most important thing about the crying guy which Ishika didn't know back then was that years later,she would fall in friendship with him....
[P.S.:I made up some parts obviously.But he was crying.And this is a major character during the protagonist's middle school.]
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Jab We Met
Novela JuvenilThis is a story I have been planning to write since ages.But the plan never made its way to a decision until a few days back when one of my friends posted a pic of ours and wrote that she didn't remember how and when we met.... So I decided,let's pr...
