"You
shall not come to school from tomorrow", the teacher announced, to a small
girl perched alone in the corner of class room. Small pearls of water started
to sprinkle out of that girl's little eyes, yet somehow she took control of her thin frame. Digging her hands in the pocket for handkerchief, she stood up to face the whole class. ”Headmistress ma’m has cancelled your admission because of
late submission of fees and many other irregularities”, the schoolmistress
added. The girl wasn’t bemused, for she knew the real reason. She was
cherub, still. Nodding at teacher’s imposition, the little Chaaya replied in a husky
tone, ”yus madam”.
Rest
of the day in school was usual for Chaaya. Usual means, every teacher gave
their share of dirty looks to her, during recess classmates took turns to
disgrace her further; one guy even threw her water bottle in dustbin, though she
got it back when nobody was in class, she couldn’t wash it because few seniors eschewed her from using water cooler. During games period she wasn’t even permitted
to enter the courts. She found solace with her pebbles.
As she was walking through that school alley for one last time, she started to think about some of the happiest memories she was taking with her after a three month sojourn there. All because of Ms. Aisha Nagar, her computer teacher in school. Ms. Nagar, unlike others, was very sweet to her. She used to let her work on computers with her peers. In fact, once she even kissed her forehead when she had topped a test. In her small life time till now, Chaaya has rarely seen such kind of compassion and she knew that she is never going to forget this token of love. Ms. Aisha was the only positive pillar in her ordeal house.
For a nine year old this is a difficult life,
rather not even a life. But Chaaya is different, and she knows it. Her experiences
have changed the way she used to live; from an impatient and restless infant she has now blossomed into a tolerant child who knows how to hold her tears, and her life.
She has her dreams and aspirations too; she wants to become Kalpana Chawla and
go up in universe, to stars, so that she could find her stars, her parents, as
she watched in movie Bhoothnath that
how people become stars after death. As she was walking through that school alley for one last time, she started to think about some of the happiest memories she was taking with her after a three month sojourn there. All because of Ms. Aisha Nagar, her computer teacher in school. Ms. Nagar, unlike others, was very sweet to her. She used to let her work on computers with her peers. In fact, once she even kissed her forehead when she had topped a test. In her small life time till now, Chaaya has rarely seen such kind of compassion and she knew that she is never going to forget this token of love. Ms. Aisha was the only positive pillar in her ordeal house.
Chaaya’s parents, Dinesh and Bhawna, both died when she was just three and half years old. She still has some imprints of them, like her father bringing chocolates, or playing in the garden with mother. Young Chaaya often thinks about how different would times be if her parents would still be alive till now - all part of a child's fantasies, about whom she herself knows that they could never get fulfilled. But the commendable part is that even after so much suffering, at such a young age, she never shows any signs of juvenile delinquency. “How did your parents die?” this question sounded very rhetorical to her, as a child (in fact even an adult) would never take pride in announcing that her parents died because of Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome, and passed on the disease to her as an inheritance!