series Entwine
Ritvik Malik, a man who has been in love with his best friend's sister since their school days. To her, he's the charming and sweet "chocolate boy." However, beneath this facade lies a ruthless mafia figure who doesn't hesitate to el...
"EVERYONE GET OUT OF MY CLASS RIGHT NOW!" The same sound came from each class, as if every classroom teacher prepared to say it at the same time. We all went out and saw every student coming out of each classroom.After a few minutes...
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The entire 11th class was standing in the auditorium, receiving a lecture from our principal and vice-principal on how we should behave and what qualities an 11th class student should possess. Sirat and I were positioned at the back, being taller than the other girls in our class. Suddenly, we overheard some chit-chat behind us."Arrey ma'am, yeh saree kahan se li? Badi acchi lag rahi hai," one teacher asked another."Oh yeh saree, woh anniversary pe dilayi gayi thi," the other teacher replied, with a blush on her cheeks.Hearing their gossip, Sirat and I exchanged amused glances and burst out laughing. Our teachers gossiping in such a manner was unexpected."Hey, you both girls, listen to what Principal sir is saying! Learn some moral values," one of the teachers who caught us laughing shouted. We murmured apologies and redirected our attention to the front.
SCHOOL ended parking area
Ritvik's POV
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Ekansh, Samay, and I were caught in a humorous banter about whether to go on a trip,
"Aree bhailog, chalo naa yaar, meri gf jaa rahi hai, toh mujhe bhi jana hoga. Please, apne bhai ka sath dedo," Samay pleaded, trying to use his girlfriend as a persuasive factor.
"Mujhe thoda time de, soch ke bataunga," I said, considering the idea.
"Tujhse nahi bol raha. Tujhe toh mein mere sath bandh ke le chalunga. Aur sochna ka kya hai, mein jahan tu wahan," Samay chimed in, singing the last line in his unique, not-so-melodious voice.
"Tu bas paint ya racing kiya kar, ganna teri bas ki baat nahi hai," Ekansh finally broke his 15-minute silence, expressing his thoughts.
"Han tho, ap ganna gao na, hukum sa. Itni meethi awaz ko kyun chupate ho," I added, trying to lighten the mood with a touch of drama. Instead of singing, Ekansh responded with a glare, his way of communicating without words aha is oh so casual way of communicating.
Listen, Samay, teri girlfriend ke saath tu rahega, ye Ritvik teri be... I mean, teri girlfriend ki kisi dost ke saath ghume ga, mein kya karunga? Aur mujhe abhi bahut kaam hai. Ekansh was just about to mention Lavanya but soon changed and I sighed a breath of relief."You know na ki mein aur Charu ek normal girlfriend-boyfriend nahi hai. Usne itna force kiya hai, isliye meine majburi mein haan bola hai. Aur tu kahe raha ki mein akela teen crackhead ke saath trip pe jau, please bhai, tujhe chalna padega," Samay pleaded to Ekansh, and after a few minutes of emotional blackmail, he gave in for the trip.
Samay group hugged, in which Ekansh was, as usual, in "I hate touch" mode.In the midst of the hug, Samay raised a question, "Waise Vayas company ekdum se bankrupt kyun hogayi?" As he spoke, Ekansh and Samay looked at me with suspicion, and I zoned into the events of the last few days.
FLASHBACKS
As soon as i entered home i was greeted my fathers angry look and my senorita calming him down and when he looked at me he asked mumma
Seema ji ap andar jaye mujhe abhi ritvik ke liye koi advocate nhi chaiye , he told and mumma started to move inside not before give me wide eye as if warning
Aaj tho tu gaya
papa ab kb aaye, i asked bending down touching his feet he gave me blessing , i thought jayda naraz nhi hai, lekin kuch bole nhi yani naraz tho hai .
baitho papa said in his strict tone as i took a seat next to his chair i gulped my saliva as this was the first time he was asking me to sit when i knew he is angry on me instead what he usually do was to announce my punishment.
Ab btao ek dum se yeh teenage year ke hormones kaise nikal ke aagaye tumhare vho bhi last teenage year mein, he questioned pouring water in a glass while i was confused what hormones .
papa hormones? i asked.
yeah hormones jinke karan tumne apni shkti ka pradarshan kiya hai he taunted passing me the glass of water .
i jugged down the whole water and start explaining hi all the incident with liitle mix of sympathy towards me and hiding a little bit part of vedic's beating which i did although i knew jeet uncle must have told him everything .
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as i finish the whole narrative i looked at papa and found him deeply immersed in some thought.
