My Beginning, End & Ever After

1. I don't think I need to go there

"Dad! Can you at least listen to me once?" Sidharth requested his father for the 54th time in a day. But his Dad was in no mood to show mercy. 

"Sid, kitni baar samjhau tujhe, haan? Why don't you understand that this is important for you to have control over your temper. You cannot just keep giving such stupid reactions." Sidharth's father, Varun Shukla, said.

"But Dad, aap ko aisa kyu lagta hai? I have full control over myself. Others provoke me to no extent that is why I react that way. Mom, bolo na dad ko." Sidharth whined. 

"Sid, Varun is not wrong. This is high time now. Tera humesha ka hai. Do you know what the instructor of Anger Management Classes said? He said that it is normal to get angry at this age, but what you did was a rare case." His mom, Deepti Shukla, said.

"C'mon mom, you have already changed my school. Achha-Khasa boys school chal raha tha, par nahi, daal diya co-ed me. I am fine with that but ye zyada ho gaya."

"Sirf 3 din gaya tha tu 11th ki class me, aur usme bhi complaint aa gayi hai. Do you think this is okay? No further discussion now. Jab tak tera ye 'Life is too short to keep grudges, isliye mukka maar ke baat khatam karo' wala attitude theek nahi hoga na, teri nahi sun'ne wala mein. Shanti se apne room me jaa aur sunday ko trial class hai teri, ready rehna." Varun tried to reason.

Feeling helpless, Sidharth rushed to his room upstairs. He went in and slammed the door loud enough for his parents to hear. They exchanged glances and then went for their work.

 Both of them were business people and provided him with every luxury possible but they couldn't spend enough time with him. They were trying to create the best living for him, but they didn't realize that it was costing his dream of having a normal and happy childhood. This was the reason of the building anger in him.

(Sidharth's POV)

I entered my room and slammed the door to make them realize that I was upset. But do you guys think I need to go to Anger Management Classes? Oh, sorry! How could you say when you don't know me? Haha, Stupid me! So, I am Sidharth Shukla, the one and only son of Varun and Deepti Shukla. I am 16. I have been studying in a boys school since nursery. But I have never been able to survive in any school for a long time. I have switched 3 schools till date and now I am going to 4th, hoping that this will be the last.

I know you guys must be curious to know the reason. It's pretty simple. I get into a fight, people provoke me, I get angry, do something wrong (which is right according to me), and then my parents are forced to change my school. This cycle goes on and on and on. It's really terrible to say the least. But you know what? I have never been wrong in the fight. If someone would try to bully me for no reason, I won't take that shit. Ever. 

The first time I got into a serious fight in 5th standard was because a "spoiled brat" was making fun of a boy who had just lost his father. I didn't tolerate that and hit him. Was I wrong? No. But my parents had to switch my school, because that idiot would not change himself, and neither would I back down. 

Second time, in 8th standard, a guy was linking me with another girl of my society. Considering the teenage hormones, that was still fine. But then he said something which crossed the line. It was embarrassing for me, but more for that girl. And yet again, the same thing happened. This is exactly the problem with Indian education system. If you wear the wrong uniform just one day, they'll insult you in public and give a harsh punishment. But when it comes to bullies, they turn a deaf ear.

Now, finally my parents have decided to switch me to a Co-Ed school. The only good thing about this school is that my best friend and the only person I trust in life studies there. His name is Tanishq Shrivastava. He has been studying there since childhood. When I asked him how did he manage to survive in the same school for such long time, he said that not everyone was short tempered like me. Sounds insulting, right? But he is the only one who truly understands me and my actions. He is more like a brother to me. So now, I guess you understand my condition. Anyways!