Chapter-3


    Payal''s POV


    I entered the ss only to hear something like this.


    "She is looking sexy today”


    "Don’t know, when will we get an opportunity to be with her”


    Yuck, disgusting boys.


    I ignored and came to my seat.


    "Morning ss, lets start today''s lecture. Everyone kindly open Pg 113". I said while opening my book.


    After sometime...


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    "Management is the process of designing and maintaining an environment in which individuals, working


    together in groups, efficiently aplish selected aims.”


    I stopped reading when I heard some giggling fromst rows. I nced up from the book but there was


    nothing so I started my lecture once again.


    "It includes all aspects of overseeing and supervising business operations. Management is the act of


    allocating resources to aplish desired goals and objectives efficiently and effectively; itp-...."


    "Damn man, our mam is much hotter than our ss girls"


    I exhaled heavily as I am done with the lecture. I closed my book & stood up in front of my table while


    ncing those three boys fromst row.


    "Youst bench, umm roll no. 61. Am I right??" I asked the boy while narrowing my eyes towards him.


    He nodded his head while startled with the fact that I know his roll no.


    "Manners??" I furrowed my eyebrows.


    "Stand up" I indicated him to stand-up.


    "Yes mam" he asked while showing his attitude to the fullest.


    "What are the principles of management? Name them". I shoot my question towards him.


    "Mam, umm, you have not taught this topic...."


    "I have not taught you many other things yet you know. So answer this" I said with my angry smirk.


    "Mam, actually I…"


    "Meet me in the principal''s office...roll no. 10, 27 & 61, three of you" I ordered while picking my books.


    "Have a nice day ss" I said while exiting the ss.


    This is my routine fromst around 2 yr...Dailying to ss, finding boys checking me out, talking


    rubbish about me and atst sending them to principal office.


    I had experienced it on the very first day of my college. I wore saree that day due to some ritual done in


    the temple.


    "Hello everyone, lets start with the introduction first. My name is Payal Mehra and- "


    "Oh gosh, her voice”


    "Ahem, and I am your new teacher. I will be teaching you "Business Management" subject. I hope you


    guys will learn a lot in my ss & in case of any difficulty, please be vocal. I will be more than happy to


    help you guys. So, lets start with the new chapter".


    I took a marker and turn towards the board to write something.


    "Oh god, her back...those curves...she looks like a model than a teacher".


    That was the first and thest day when I wore saree in college.


    Only if he was there with me. I would not have to work like this & hear all rubbish about myself.


    A tear of self pity poured out of my eyes. I quickly rubbed my eyes and prepared myself for next


    lecture.


    Soon the dayes to an end & I moved towards staff room to keep my books in the locker.


    I reached staff room only to find Sana over there.


    "Hey Sana, how was your honeymoon??? And when did you return. I thought you will join from next


    week" I enquired.


    Sana is my only friend here in college. She has be more than a colleague inst one year. We


    share a very good bond.


    She got marriedst week with her boyfriend and was on leave due to her marriage and honeymoon.


    I didn’t disturbed her fromst few weeks and thought she will join college from next week.


    "If my husband love his work more than his wife, then what can I do" she said annoyingly.


    "What happened" I asked.


    "What would have happened? He got a call from his office due to some urgent work. So, we had to


    shorten our honeymoon" she told me while making faces.


    "Ohho, sad story. Now don''t sulk with this. You will get many more trips with your hubby in future then


    fulfil your honeymoon dreams which got pending this time. Now tell me how was your first night" I


    asked teasingly.


    "What first night...it was nothing new...Same as before... New thing was only the decoration. Our room


    was decorated like we are going on certain mission...”she told me while giggling.


    This girl has no shame. But what can I say. I am the one who asked the question in the first ce. I


    mentally face palmed myself.


    "And yes we had a lot of s*x you know what..." She told bluntly.


    "Eww, I don’t want to hear details" I said while covering my ears.


    "Why madam?? You were teasing me earlier about my first night and now when I am telling the details


    you are making faces...wait, when you will have your first night after your marr-" she stops midway after


    seeing the reaction on my face.


    I stared at her nkly because the blurred views of my past came in front of my eyes.


    Those screaming, those crying, those usations, those taunts, blood in my hands. All are rewinding


    in front of me.


    "Payal, payal" Sana shook me from my thoughts.


    "Yes" I turned towards her.


    "I am sorry Payal. I shouldn''t have to-" I cut her in the middle.


    "It’s okay Sana. I don’t want to talk about anything and it was me who started it. So leave all this" I said.


    Picking up my handbag I moved towards the parking lot.


    After half an hour, I am sitting here on my scooty in front of Amaya''s college waiting for her.


    Today''s indeed a rollercoaster day for me.


    First seeing him in my dream, then those boys and then incident with Sana.


    Why my past ising in front of me after a long time.


    Is it a indication of something??


    Is something going to happen soon???


    "Di, shall we?" Amaya''s call interrupted my thoughts.


    I hope there is no more adventure left for today.


    With this thought I started my scooty. We reached our home within an hour.


    Uff this traffic of Delhi. What is our government doing??? Instead of pulling each other''s leg, they


    should seriously take some actions towards the betterment of the society.


    I directly moved to my room to freshen up.


    After wiping my face with the towel, I walked outside towards mom who is sitting on the sofa and


    peeling some vegetables, maybe for dinner.


    "Ma, how many times I have told you not to do any preparation for dinner. This is my duty. You already


    prepare us the breakfast and lunch. At least let me do the dinner preparation" I said.


    "Its okay bacha, I am just peeling the vegetables, and you are already tired with your college. Then you


    have others tensions in your head. Our expenses, amu''s education loan. You are spoiling your health


    day by day" she said.


    "No ma, I am all fine. You don’t worry. I will take care of everything" I reassured her although I know


    things are far from under control.


    "Still beta, I am free all day. I cannot help you with the money but I can help in household chores at


    least" she said emotionally.


    I know, somewhere she feels guilty for putting all pressure on my shoulders.


    "Ma, what are you saying. Don’t say like this. You and amu are my responsibility. And what I am today


    because of you only. Otherwise I would have died 3 years back only" I stated the fact to her with a


    crying face.


    All the emotions which I hold during the whole day came out at this moment.


    I hugged her instantly and started sobbing while recalling all things in my mind.


    Ma started soothing my back trying to stop me from crying.


    "Shh bha, don’t cry!!! Sorry I made you emotional...sorry my child" she said in a low voice.


    I controlled my emotions and turned my face to see amu standing in a corner while controlling her


    tears.


    I extended my arm to her gesturing her toe & join the hug.


    She immediatelyes into my arms & hugged us tightly.


    This is my family now for whom I am living my life.