"Go and change your clothes in some free lower and t-shirt."
I told rudra in annoyed tone. We were leaving for the slums and it's Sunday today. Rudra was wearing his usual jeans and shirt but I told him to change because on Sundays I and Priya decided to teach kids things other than studies like dancing, singing, philosophy, politics or anything else that we know. The point is to make them grow in 360, not just as a book worm. Hence I was wearing my yoga pants, tank top and an oversize t-shirt above it.
"And why would I do that?" He asked. His tone was impassive but I know there is bad blood between us and non of us wants to be in the company of other.
I took a deep breath before speaking again. My tolerance was running on a thin thread which is so unusual for me as I am blessed with the super power of not giving a fuck about people but with him I don't know what happens to my super power.
"Because it's Sunday. Just go and change. I will explain it to you in the way or else we will be late."
I thought he will fight with me but he just nodded and went inside his room to change. He walked out in his comfortable clothes and without sparing him a glance I walked. He fell in steps next to me and we walked. I told him about the 360 growth of children and he agreed to it.
We reached there and started with our classes. We divided them in 2 groups. Rudra and kabir took kids specially girls to teach them self defense which I thought was one of the best thing they both have suggested till now. Girls need to learn self defense to protect themselves from the hawks who wants to have them.
Priya started teaching them drawing. I decided to teach their mothers dance. They were reluctant at first and it took me 15 minutes to convince them. I want them to at least have some fun in their caged life. In this all pressure of life, their heart also deserves a moment of freedom.
Their wings are broken but that doesn't mean they can't imagine they are flying. Stuck in many interdictions but they can manage some space for few moments of joy.
After half an hour they all seemed so free. Their smile was reaching their lips. This look gave me satisfaction of achieving my goal of making them happy and light spirited. In this pressure of making ends meet, their heart too as us deserves a few moment of freedom and joy.
"Di, may we join too?" one of the little girl asked.
"If you all are done with your lessons for today than I don't see a reason to stop you." I said and looked at kabir and rudra who walked behind them in their vests looking all sweating from training these kids. They both have built body but rudra's muscles caught my attention. I was able to notice his veins of hand from afar.
You are in a relationship with someone. Stop checking them out.
I guess some habits takes time before they fade.
"So you guys know what does it mean.?" Kabir asked the kids in a hushed tone and then looked at rudra. The kids all looked at rudra with their exclusive attention.
"That means...... PARTY." He shouted and all the kids cheered and came rushing in the room to their mothers. Priya also walked in with kids and they too joined us.
I guess party it is.
We all had great time. Kabir, Priya and I were dancing while rudra just stood in a corner but then girls went to him and pulled him to dance with them. He denied at, first but them complied with them. He was actually looking like he is having fun.
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