A narrow window was the only way to enter the soft light red rays of sun in the small old room. The room was in very bad condition. clothes are scattered all around in a small broken bed. old second hand books of P.C.M.B and literature are every where in the room. The room was itself in very bad condition like the paint on wall gotten pale.
The roof is cracked from everywhere. but in center of it was an sand bag which.
THUD. THUD. CRACK.
The sound was Primal. echoing all across the room. Breaking the silence spread all around the room. A yellowish strip wrapped around Arun's knuckle were slamming the sand-bag. which itself was worn-out all around wrapped in tape. Asking to be leaved but he was not in the mood to leave it.
SIGH....
With the deep breath Arun stopped slamming. Unconsciously the old scattered sand bag became support to his head.
In a fraction of second thousands of childhood memories flashed in front of him like a sharp piece of mirror piercing. They were not any normal childhood memories that every children have. Instead they were disturbing heart breaking memories. Among them there was one memory which repeatedly came in front of him.
He was fifteen again, standing in a room that smelled of expensive cigar and was shiny due to original imported marbles flooring — It was Principle office.
Arun standing in front of table covered in blood stains. This were not his blood but were the stains of seniors who tried to corner him. Now are in infirmary.
"You little piece of Trash. How dare touch my son."
A rage biting voice rang from back of Arun. Their were two peoples: one was an lady in a rose color dress and covered in expensive pearl neckles. Another was an middle aged man whose charishma was of an high society man.
"Mam, You have to watch your words —"
"You nameless brat. First of all you send my son to infirmary. Now trying to teach me —"
Slam...
"Everyone be quiet. This is not parliament where you can argue." Principle's voice was sharp and commanding.
"And Arun, I never thought you would do that. You where model student and topper of school so why?"
"Sir, They're the one who'd attacked me. Because coach chosed me as team leader for next Annual Games meet.I just did self defence." He tried to explain but.
"Boy, I know you want to get free but watch your words... To who you're acusing? he is my son." The man's voice was composed at the same time heavy.
"Sir, As your biggest founder i want him to be expeled." This time he directly threatend the principle.
'Sorry I'm late'.
A sound come near Door. He was an old man in old rug brown coat. His face was filled with many wrinkles which shows how experienced he was.
"Good evening, I'm Avinash... Arun's Guardian." His voice was firm and steady like a wind blowing on lake.
"So, You're the guardian of this 'brat'. As you know he Injured My son and know. I want him to be expelled." Woman erupted on him.
Everything changed when Arun's gaze fell on Avinash.
His triumph shattered into piece because the one he admired, respected seen as a father is now on ground in his knees. Because of him.
"Sir! Mam, I apologizing in his behalf. Arun is a parentless child. I didn't teach him manners properly. So punish me but please... don't ruin his life."
"Old man, please stand. I'm not expelling him or anything." Principle rised him gently. "But I'm suspending him for some days."
"Old man, teach your son some discipline. If this will happen again we're not going to tolerate. Let's go honey." She picked her purse and leaved.
Later that night...
Dim lights flickering all over room filled with beds. In corner bed a faint shadow of a boy visible. In front of him stood Avinash staring at moon throughout the window.
"Do you think you won with fist... My boy. In this world if we win from one side then we will loss from another side. Do you know why i kneeled in front of them."
"Because of my mistake." Arun answered his gaze were trying to escape from Avinash.
Avinash's hands gently wrapped around Arun. "My boy, this is not your fault. I did that because they have — Power, Money and background. People like them see us who has no background as insects. So i have to satisfy their pride which you broke by injuring their child."
"You have to understand that. You'll never going to fightback until you think you're facing life threat. Because today i protected you but what about future." His voice was gentle, warm and soft.
Arun replied, "so do i have to live like this for my rest of life."
"No, My child you must reach an position that noone can dare to look at you. This world only respect the one who are above them."
Arun took Avinash's word seriously and started study more seriously. After few years he got Admission in Planet Arora's most prestigious university as first scholarship student. He thought everything is going fine but then people started seeing disgusted looks. Started bullying him but this time he got bully without saying anything.
RING. RING...
Phone's ring took him to reality.
"Oh..., It's already 7:00 PM. What I'm Thinking now. I should move fast for my work."
Arun swiftly picked his long-coat and charged out.