MIHIR'S POV:-
"Oh god please! Shit I am so nervous" I mumbled, I have been talking to myself for the last 10 minutes and again I mumbled under my breath.
Huff. I am Mih-...well it's not important at the moment, for now I can die at any moment, my results are coming today. Not today but anytime soon now, and I know I wasn't able to give my best at all!
And the main problem? - My parents.
WHY!!!?
They are here today...
They had to come today, I mean why today of all days....! *Internally crying* .
A familiar yet cold voice cut through my thoughts "Mihir!!" My mother shouted from the living room.
Without thinking much my voice came out automatically "Uh...yes, coming" I replied, she sounds angry.
I live with my grandma, my parents are doctors, they usually live in America and rarely visit India, sometimes in a year for medical outreach. They are never free or available for me. Because I am that one mature girl in my family.
Let's muster some courage Mihir!! I stepped outside of my room, my parents were sitting on the sofa in the living room looking at the phone's screen. Their brows clash together.
As I was going to ask why they called me...His head turned towards me " Just what the hell is this, Mihir?" Father said angrily. They are clearly fuming with rage.
And although I clearly know "What happened, maa- baba?" Of course.
"Your results are out, dear" Grandma said very politely and softly as always. She is the only person in this family of wolves who understands me.
I can't see her face, she is sitting across from maa- baba and here i am standing just behind her. But that's fine too cause if I had seen her face right now i would have cried...don't ask me why...
My eyes falter from maa to baba and from baba to maa, "How much?" These two syllables came out much softly and on top of that without me realising they are coming out.
"93%" Mother replied " seriously Mihir, are you even my daughter?" Her index finger founded its way towards me, accusing me, telling me and shouting towards me that I haven't been a good and that mature girl this time to her.
"Just look at your brother, always and always good in everything let it be sports, studies, arts...but you..? Can you not be like him? Not even a bit?"
Yeah, it's nothing new to me, they always found me unworthy, nor are they ever ever satisfied with me.
My brother is really good at everything he always gets scholarship and now interning in one of the most prestigious hospitals of America, he has such a bright future for him.
"I am sorry" but I don't feel sorry at all I want to cry but I won't...
Maa and baba both started shouting at me now and really I don't know what they are even saying I can't hear them properly.
But I do know one thing 'I can't go against them' that's it.
My phone buzzed from my room, I tried to ignore it while maa- baba were still scolding me, comparing me and giving examples of other students- most of all my brothers. How he is the best and I am nothing.
"Mahi beta, first go and see who it is" Grandma said softly.
I looked at her, grateful that she is trying to help even if it's just a bit.
"Go and check now, what are you even waiting for?!" Father said annoyingly...rudely.
But alas I nodded.
My feet turned back "and come soon, the dinner is almost ready~" grandma said smilingly.
I closed the door back softly, picked the phone, Anaya. Hmmm I called her back, she answered the phone in the third ring.
"Hello?"
I put the phone near my ear and sat on the bed. Looking out of the small balcony.
"Hey brohhh!!! Results are out, have you seen it?!" The voice coming from the phone shouted, I suddenly put my phone a little away from my ear.
Haha Anaya. A smile followed my lips after all the scolding just now, i threw myself on the soft mattress of the bed, clutched a soft toy "yup, just now".
Maybe she sensed that my mood was off "What happened?" Her cheerful voice suddenly laced with concern.
My back hit with the soft and comfortable bed as I kept in that position and stared at the ceiling.
"What do you think?" I said while playing with the soft toy lying around .
"Did uncle and aunty say anything?" She asked softly.
"Umm..well, yes"
"For your percentage?" She again questioned. Of course she is my best friend she knows about my family.
"Yes yes, for my percentage hah" I said slowly, no better than a whisper.
"But you were so sick at the time our examination came!" She said unbelievably.
"Doesn't matter, actually they don't even know I was not well" A bitter laugh.
She huffed out, but still tried to change the topic to make me feel better. "You know what! I am proud of you, itne ache to aae hai marks tere. Anyways Are you coming the day after tomorrow?"
[You know what! I am proud of you, your marks are so good broh, Anyways are you coming day after tomorrow?]
"Thanks darling. Yeh I am coming, after all it's the first day of our class 11th" I answered.
Both Anaya and I are changing our school because of some problems, but still our school is the same.
We talked for a couple of minutes more before we ended the call, as my mood got better again on its own, just by talking to her.
I walked out of my room to the kitchen, started helping grandma place dishes and other things on the dining table.
"You did a great job, bacha. Your results are awesome" Grandma says while preparing salad, small pieces of cucumbers with onion and some tomatoes and for the end she put some lemon juice on it, just as I like it.
"Thank you, dadi maa" i replied softly and warmly, she placed the salad in the middle of the dining table.
I placed plates, utensils and food after her.
We seated ourselves on the dining table, mother and father sat in front of me, while Grandma sat beside me.
For a few minutes no one said anything, as mother tried to break the awkward silence "ahem, so Mihir" she placed her both arms on the table.
"Let by gone be by Gones but now...you gotta study diligently and you will become a doctor" and now I am wishing for that awkward silence to enter again and devour our talks and no one would say a thing.
I tried to defend myself "But mother..."
But I want to become an artist.
She placed a hand towards me in a stop sign "No buts, I am not asking but telling you, your father and I want it and you will do as we Say"
Kabhi kabhi apne hi nhi samjh pate humein.
[Sometimes our own family is unable to understand us]
Do i really...have to forget about my...dream?
REYANSH'S POV:-
Grandpa walked in the office, i kept my gaze on the documents.
"So, how is everything going?" He asked me.
"Perfect, I guess" I replied while still looking at the documents.
I am in the office of the CEO, one of the greatest companies regarding technology.
"Looks like Rahul is not going easy on you?" Grandpa laughed while saying.
"Hm, Nor do I want that to happen too, you know?"
Grandpa sat on the couch across from me.
He laughed, Rahul-secretary of the former CEO of the company, at a time he was my father's secretary but now is handling the work with grandpa and teaching me too.
"That's my son, but are you sure you can continue your school and these documents together? You are still young, you should enjoy -" Grandpa again started to nag me, of course he means better but I have to take care of everything as soon as possible.
"Okay- okay, I know what you mean, but.I.Can.Handle both. So don't worry" my voice is holding all the calm of the world yet it was firm enough.
He sighed "Fine if you want to. But do you even remember that your schools are starting again two days later" he asked me
"Yah school is opening again...huh?!" What? I blinked looking at him.
Grandpa grinned "I am sure my grownup grandson completely forgot about this". He said teasingly while laughing in between his words
I completely forgot when my school was opening.
The door opened, Rahul entered.
"Are you done, sir?" Rahul looked at me, I handed him the documents "Yeah, help me cross check it".
It took him no more than two to three minutes before giving me a thumbs up after analysing the report.
"It's perfect. Now, You can do your reports alone. And since your schools are opening again, don't think I will go easy on you. I will make sure to send you your work through Raman"
"Yeah , I am okay with that." I stood from the couch, picked my jacket which was lying just beside me "Anyways, I am going back" I declared.
Without looking back I exited the office but surely my years of experience can tell that after I left Grandpa and Rahul must be talking about me.
The lift stopped at one point indicating we had reached the ground floor, its gate opened slowly.
As I remembered my hands reached for my phone in my jacket's pocket, I opened the lock screen *6:05 p.m*.
I was clearly buried in documents and reports all day, I didn't even have the time to eat properly let alone using the phone, so it stayed untouched the whole day.
Through many messages, texts and app notification a familiar name caught my eyes, I opened the message "Hey broh! Where are you?" He sent me a message at 5:45 pm?
"on my way back to the house" I replied to his message.
I turned my head to my sides as I was strolling in the valley park before going to the apartment. I took a deep breath and let it all out slowly while closing my eyes.
It's beautiful, surrounded by trees and a fountain on the inner side of the park where no one comes.
And nearly all men and women go to their respective jobs, and the children are in less quantity it's so quiet and calm here.
It's the only reason I chose this colony to live in.
"Oyi!!! REYANSH!" Someone shouted, danish's voice?
My eyes landed on the side of pedestrians when I was going towards the building.
He was standing right there waving at me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him unbelievably.
"Let's party!" He said cheerfully his one hand flying in the sky.
"Why?" I asked him confused.
"No reason hahaha" he said idiotically.
Idiot.
Yeah he never needs any good reason to do what he wants, no matter what it is..he just does it without caring for consequences. That's why he always gets in trouble.