Dharini's POV

Today I came to school and at the entrace, I saw sir, I mean Mishra sir parking his bike. Suddenly Drishu hit me her elbow and when I glanced at her irritated, she squinted her eyes towards sir and said that sir also just arrived.
I'm too shy to face him. As I was about to ask Drishu to go before he see us, sir turned and saw us. We quickly looked ahead to pretend that we didn't saw him.

So embarrassing.

"Jiji, he must be thinking we're some creep. Let's go inside fast." Drishu said and I can't agree more.
"Dharini" we stopped abruptly as we heard a voice calling my name. Not just a voice, Mishra sir's voice. Me and Drishu looked at each other. "Dharini"
There must be some other Dharini...

"Jijiii..he is calling you"

I know.

"Dharini"

Oh Ship! He's calling me again.
What? I don't use curse words unlike Drishu. She use every curse words she know. Not in front of mumma papa though.

Focus Dharini,now is not the time for our curse discussion.

We both turned and saw sir is coming closer to us. He passed a beautiful smile to us, which Drishu reciprocated. Did I just called Mishra Sir's smile beautiful? Focus Dharini Focus.

"Good morning sir, Y..yes sir?" Drishu and I said in unison.

"Good Morning"

He glanced at Drishu then looked at me again

"Dharini, I want to talk to you about something important. Can we meet after school?"

Thank god he didn't mention "again" or "where we met last time" because I didn't told Drishu that I met him before.

Drishu's nudge took me out of my thoughts

"Uh..um..o..ok, ok sir"

He smiled "ok, have a great day"

Saying this he went inside school.

"What was that jiji?" Asked Drishu

"Um..what? He must have something important to talk about" I shrugged

"Are you hiding anything from me?" She looked at me doubtfully

"What would that be? In front of you, sir asked me to meet. You are reacting as if I already met him secretly and hiding it." I reasoned hoping she'd fall into my lie.

"No jiji, I just thought because you... nevermind"

So she fell into my lie. I'm becoming a good lier with her. I smirked and mentally pat myself.

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This is first period and I'm already bored. Uhh please God, make hindi sir absent. I'm already very sleepy. Bell rang and hindi sir came. "Su prabhat bacchon" (good morning kids)

"Su prabhat adhyapak ji" (good morning sir) we stood and greeted him in unison. He never use english words throughout the class. He says what kind of hindi teacher he would be if he himself don't promote hindi speaking. Even we can't speak any english word in his class otherwise he would punish us by making us stand on bench or crouch like a chicken by holding ears.

Finally lunch break is over. Now Mishra sir will come and teach me Maths. He will not teach you only, my conscience mocked. Yea yea, I meant teach us.

He came. "Good afternoon sir" we said in unison. His eyes roaming here and there and stopped at....me? Then he quickly diverted them to others. "Hm, sit down" he gestured us by his fingers to sit then quickly started teaching.
And I'm losing focus every now and then. Not because I love him but because I don't like Maths. Will he teach me Maths even after our marriage?

Wait..

love?

Marriage?

Where does that even came from?

"I'm not interested in gossips, but I would really like to know what's so important than Electromagnetic waves that you need to share it with your friends rightnow, Avinash and Jeet?" His words brought me back from my world and I instantly looked at him. Oh he did not turned even to look who are talking. Genius. Told you.

"Sir Jeet was telling me about new video game Street Fighter ll" Avinash said.

Sir looked at Jeet and smirked

"See Jeet, when confronted, your friend saved himself putting all the blame on you.
(He took a pause then said) I'm not suggesting you to fight with him or not to talk to him, because it's a human nature to save ourselves first, but just like he or anybody else will not take blame on themselves for you, nobody's gonna take your failure either. I hope you understood. So can we focus on Electromagnetic waves again?"

"Yes Sir" said everybody in unison except me. I am amazed by his way of teaching life lession. He could have punished them or throw them out of the class, but that would make them prone to punishments and after some time they would start hating him. Rightnow, because of his friendly nature and way of teaching, he is liked by every student. Oh...no.. not by girls, girls love him. I'm also a girl but do I love him?

No.

Not yet, my conscience said.

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Rajeev sir's period is over as soon as bell rang. We all came out of the class. Yayy, time to go home...wait a minute.. I'm suppose to meet sir at temple. Oh my god, what will he say now? What I'm even supposed to talk? I'll send Drishu there and will ask her to tell him that I'm not feeling well so I went home.

There she is, as always.. life of her group.

"Drishti" I called her. She doesn't like me to call her by her nick name in front of her friends, they'll tease her, that's what she told.

"Bye" she told her friends.

"Drishu, please go on my behalf"

"Jiji? Are you mad? What will sir think of me? No no I'm not going"

"Please Drishu, I'm shy you know that na"

"Ok jiji" she said and I released breath but then...

"Ok jiji, I'll accompany you there. Anyways, I can't go home alone, mumma will ask me about you"

"Oh Drishu, why can't.."

"Jiji, you know I can't lie" she feigned innocence

"Ya ya, you are the daughter of King Harishchandra*" to which she gave sheepish smile

"I meant I can't lie infront of strangers you know" she tried to justify

"Drishu.."

"Fine.." she said and I looked at her again. Does she agree?

"If you want me to accompany you, I can but I'm not going alone. He's gonna teach me in 10th, 11th and 12th. I don't want to give bad impression of me"

Oh we're back to square one again

"Ok..let's go"

We went to the temple and today he's also not alone..oh mother father! He brought Rajeev Sir with him. No..I like English but not this much either.

As soon as Mishra sir saw me he passed me his drool worthy smile.

Drool worthy??

Eww..is that me?

Drishu being an obedient student, greeted them. "Good evening Mishra Sir, good evening Rajeev Sir" they both reciprocated the same.

We four are awkwardly standing. After a moment, "Anav, I will be waiting for you near our bikes" said Rajeev sir and slipped away.

Dharini realized she's being third wheel and Mishra sir is uncomfortable to talk in front of her so she excused and went inside temple.

Now it's just me and sir.

"Dharini"

"Ye..yes sir"

"I want to know are you really ready to marry me? I mean I know nobody asks for girl's consent in our society for anything..."

I looked at my shoes. They looks dirty, I'll clean them today or else, class teacher will scold me tomorrow.

"But I want to know your opinion. I want to know if you are really ready for marriage?"

I was not expecting this. I immediately looked at him.

"If you are not, then you can tell me, don't worry I'll make some excuse. I just don't want to ruin your life Dharini. You know we have 9 years of age gap"

My name sounds so beautiful from his mouth.

Focus Rini

"Dharini?"

Oh I realized I'm staring at him blankly. I quickly lowered my eyes

"Look at me Dharini when I'm talking to you" he said calmly

I looked back at him. Such a beautiful creation of God he is.

Pervert, my conscience..uff.

"Sir..actually..um..I have n..no problem in marrying you. My father will never go against m..my will. (After a pause I said) a..and I said yes to them."

He released a breath as if a burden is lifted from his head.

Anav's POV

"Sir..actually..um..I have n..no problem in marrying you. My father will never go against m..my will.

a..and I said yes to them."

I released a breath. Thank God it is happening with her consent. A burden is off my head.

"Thank you so much Dharini for letting me know. Uh.. um Drishti must be waiting for you"

She again lowered her eyes. This and her stuttering, after marriage I'm gonna fix these things.

Drishti came out from temple.

"Mai chalti hoon sir" dharini said

(I'm going Sir)

"Dharini" I called her

She turned. I quickly pull out my pocket diary, wrote my telephone number in it and put it forward. She looked at me questioningly.

"My telephone number." as soon as I informed her, I can see her face turning crimson red. Oh she's blushing.

Nice.

She immediately took it and left. I want to drop her home. Other than ma, no woman ever sat on my bike. But she's still my student and we're not officially together. Few more months, I told myself... few more months and I can rightfully ask her to sit on my bike so that I can drop her. Actually...after few months, she will LIVE with me.

"Why are you blushing man?" Asked Rajeev. When did he came back here?

"When did you come?"

"When you were watching your 'someone' go" he teased

"Oh..shutup."

"Ok..tell me what are you cooking? I feel I should eat food cooked by you as much as I can. Because after few months, bhabhi will take over the kitchen" He mocked.

Bhabhi..

this time I didn't corrected him because.. she is going to be his bhabhi and my wife..

soon.

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**King Harishchandra was known for his truthfulness. He even asked his wife to pay tax in order to cremate their only son because it was rule, which everyone followed.

Such a sweet chapter it was. And I'm already in love with Anav. He is being gentleman as always. Please Vote if you also like this chapter.