*Insult*
When I was in seventh grade, there was one person in my class who had been failing for the last six years. We all used to call him Nana.
We had to live in our own lane.
Much older than us.
Misha was also on top.
And this was Dhippad of Dhippad with various limbs.
I mean, our master used to put it on his shoulder.
A wrestler with a limb.
But extreme poverty in the study.
Nana was not feeling well.
And every year Nana used to fail.
In it our master made a rule,
The student who answered the question correctly in the class would slap all the kids in the class.
The master of that time used to make such a rule.
And all the kids used to study hard for fear of what would happen in it.
But nothing was left in Nana's head.
And the result was that Nana would beat everyone in the class every day without fail.
And the boys used to beat Nana hard.
Nana used to wipe her eyes and fold her arms and stand up. The kids never showed kindness to Nana. However, I used to miss Nana very much.
Still, Nana could not miss school every day.
On the contrary, Nana used to be present in the class first.
Nana, who arrived in the morning, looked fine.
And Nana, after leaving school, had red cheeks on both cheeks and tears in her eyes.
One day when I left school, I approached Nana and asked her, "Why does Nana come to school? You don't know anything."
Kids hit you every day. You don't say anything to anyone. You never miss school even after enduring so much that I don't understand. Why do you do this? Nana put her hand on my head and moved her fingers through my hair. She looked at me and rolled her eyes. I took it and Nana followed me and walked away in a hurry. Nana did not answer the question.
Every day the school was full. And every day Nana kept beating without fail. Her mouth kept swelling. The master asked the question that Nana used to stand up with her mind closed in the same way. And then the boy who had given the correct answer would jump up and go to Nana I used to smile loudly. All five fingers used to be on Nana's cheek as usual. And I used to just sit and watch all this.
And one day it happened, the master asked a question, that was the question.
"What is the place outside the village where women go to wash?"
We all answered as we could, some said, Odha is called, river is called, Vagal, Aad, Vihir, Talao, Talam, Dabkam, Pohra are called, while some answered by scratching their heads. But Master was saying that the answer is wrong. He was sitting quietly and looking everywhere. Everyone's answers were wrong. The confusion calmed down and Nana raised his hand. As Nana raised his hand, all the boys turned their heads and looked at Nana. The master kept looking at Nana alone.
In the same silence, Nana stood quietly. And folding his hands, Nana stiffened his neck and replied,
"Guruji, the place where women wash outside the village is called Panavatha."
And in one fell swoop Guruji said, Nana Leka your answer is correct. Nana took a deep breath as the master said the answer is correct. All the kids in the class started trembling. And Nana locked the door of the class first and locked the door. I was quietly looking at Nana. One of them was about to smile at me. But in my heart I was very happy. Nana's face was reddened. Her eyes were big, and Nana was going to break all over the class now. Nana couldn't stop him. However, seeing Nana's anger, the master sighed and said to Nana, "Nana, let him go, little boy ..." The master's sentence was not completed. .
And then Nana remembered the injustice of the last seven years. She was shouting with her hands clasped. She was begging the master. But she also had no cure. And Nana started. In a smirk, Porang used to lie down. Seeing him, everyone else was bombarded loudly. Nana was on fire. The whole class seemed to be getting wet. It continued to grow. Nana returned what he had taken till today with interest.
At last Nana came to me. I was not afraid of him at all. On the contrary, I was very happy. Nana grabbed my collar. He jerked me up. I stood up. I kept looking at Nana alone. He understood the happiness on my face. I loosened my collar. Nana moved her hand over my cheek with a smile. At that time, Nana took the place of my elder brother and made a home in my mind. Turning his hand from his cheek, he turned his hand from my head in the same way and said,
"Do you know why I didn't drop out of school today? Because I knew that one day my answer would be correct. And on that day I would settle all my accounts."
Nana picked up his backpack. He pulled the latch and opened the door. And Nana left the school, not outside the classroom. Nana was never seen at school again.
(* Everyone has a day to come *)
* Praise someone no matter how much *
* But *
* Insults a lot
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