Chapter 3: chapter 3

" Its not as hard as you think it is Jaan ( life ) . See he told us to prepare presentation on ' origin of algebra ' pretty easy. " said sahara on the phone. She is genius in math I sometimes wonder what she is doing in English honours. " Easy for you not for me okay. You know he hates me and will humiliate me in front of the class and I don't want that to happen. I will not go college tomorrow simple. " I said with a hope that she will agree with me. " No you can't do that Jaan ( life ) . See first he told you that personally so you can't simply say you didn't knew , second if you don't show up tomorrow which I am sure he thinks will happen than he will humiliate you more next day , you want that ?? " she took a dramatic pause than again started talking " No right so prepare the  presentation and show up tomorrow and show him that you are not afraid of anything . Now I am hanging up I don't want to hear another shit from you. " she hanged up just like that ....why ? . I have to do so much work today . Since its Friday I have to help Sister Brinda with the adoption papers , than help sisters bring the dry mangoes to make pickles for the Saturday sales , than help the kids with their homework as their exam is approaching , and its my day to do the dishes today what will I do ? Its such a nightmare for me.  I can't even lie about my health cause if sister Rosy comes to know about it then she will feel very bad. " Anything wrong my child ? " sister zilla's voice broke my train of thoughts. She sat with me on my small bed. She is the most strict sister in the orphanage. We use to be very scared of her but she is the only reason for whom we are bit civil or we would have turned out to be the wildest children's of the orphanage. She never scolded anyone but her voice is something which use to keep us in control. But I am the only fortunate kid who saw her motherly side. She loves me a lot and that's why I told her everything. " The outside world is very scary to live in dear. Here we try to prepare you for the outside world . And one day you will also have to go out explore the world , gain knowledge and face challenges that's how you grow wise. And as far as I know I taught my daughter to be confident and fearless. so don't be afraid of anything. " her words gave me little hope. I think I can face anyone as long as she is with me. " You can make the presentation on my laptop and I can help you together we can manage everything. And I will explain you the topic well so that you can overcome any question thrown towards you .  " she smiled sweetly. She was the one who found me near the orphanage door and took me in.  She is really a mother figure for me. I lied on her lap and she smoothed my hairs , literally best place in the universe to live in.  " Sister why he hates me so much ? What did I do ? why he behaves so bad ? " I asked her still buried in her lap trying to fix my pieces together. she ruffled my hairs and told " No dear , how can anyone hate you ? you are my good child. We can never judge a book by its cover. As a teacher I don't think he will do any injustice towards his profession. You should never point others faults but look at your own mistakes so that you can learn something from it and move on. " her advice's always helps me. " Pari ( that's what kids  call me here . which means Angle ) why are you sleeping wouldn't you dance with us. " said Dolly . She came last year to stay with us. Sister Rosy saved her from a drunken man and brought her here. I nodded and came out with her. I helped students study , than danced with them and helped sister October to feed the new born. I finished my work with other sisters and then sat with sister Zilla for the presentation. She explained me everything very nicely. And I think I can face anyone in the universe now. I am confident. " Oh ! Megha their are two pen drive on the table left one have baby poems and the right one is yours , be Careful cause our pen drives look same don't get confused. " said sister Zilla  before leaving. OK I will remembered now good night. NEXT DAY AT COLLEGE. I came early for the class.  I don't want to give him any chance to insult me today.  I am ready to show that even I am a serious kid. The class started in few minutes. Kabir sir took attendance and then called me near the stage. I fixed everything and stood in the stage with the mic " Good morning to our respected teacher and my classmates today I am going to talk about.." I took the remote and pressed the button and as soon as I started the presentation it went ' Twinkle Twinkle little star ' wait what ? what just happened ? I blankly stared the screen with stars dancing and my confidence breaking . " Roll 156 what the hell is going on here ? Do you think my class is a joke " Shouted Kabir sir but I am too schoked to answer. He grabbed my arm turned me towards him and told " Are you listening ? " I snapped back to reality. " Sir , trust me. ...I made the presentation but...." before I could answer he clapped with frustration and laughed loudly. " You know what your excuse is really lame . Teaching for ten years now I know every excuse of the students and this one is the best one. But I don't fall for this drama. If you can't submit your presentation you will lose 40 percent marks....now you decide. " he said with a amused look.  " Sir I am not joking . Sir trust me I brought the wrong pen drive...." I tried to explain him but he dragged me towards the door and made me stand outside. My hand is literally paining as his hold is very tight. " You will stand here and I will take class and after that we will meet with your parents and tell them how much of spoiled brat you are. " only if he knows them , cause I don't. I feel so insulted. I want to shout and tell ' Dug me a grave I want to die. ' Really death is better than him. I failed you sister...I failed you.