ff- More piya- part 3 page 5 (5 sep)

A small hand slowly touched the long curtain to make a clear view of the big hall that lay ahead. Huge, humangus, gigantic. Her small pink lips smiled with a grin. Staring at the boy who probably is 2 years younger. "oy! Listen... Please... Listen... Hello! Common!" she curled her lips, took the long pink tongue and slowly licked the bottom lips. Then again started to call. "oy! Hello! Listen... Common!" she repeated few time, not once, not twice but many times, still he failed to realize a small girl watches him every day and night...
She always wonders... Why?

Madhu silently stood there, flowing his each step. God knows why he liked fighting, learning kick boxing! It defiantly did not look fun. Anger, taking anger out at those poor children. She disbelievingly shook her head. The small pony tail swing from one end to another. The big fat coach was shouting influencing him to hit hard the soft material that was hanging from the celling. After school its like every children dream to run home and sit on the couch with bowel full of food to watch the television or the play game. But here Rishab, what type of boy is he? "rude and weird!" Madhu stumps her foot and stand there in her red poker dot dress.

Two years now she is tolerating this. Waiting for him to go home. Other wise before it was so sweet when mama was picking her up. And she was home time actually. 3:30 of the afternoon, she could go online and talk to friends. Although mama do say, 7 years old is to young, but... But...

Madhus but never ends, and Rishabs fight will stay there forever. It seems like forever. Rishab have joined Madhus family from Romania. He used to live in a orphanage. That's all Madhu knew and Rishab, never even tells her anything. She almost invisible to him. Sometime he gives her a look that he actually have the ability to see though her.

6:00 pm. Thursday. How can he possibly think, expect she to go home now, have a shower, do her homework, and... And.. That way there will be no Telly or no chatting with friends. Madhu pleadingly looked at Rishab. A 9 years old boy. Summer day. The sun was still burning brightly. Killing there skin. Sweat was crawling down like water. She sniffed, could smell his dirty cloths from playing football from the lunch. She pulls the rucksack up on her both shoulder then fixed the water bottle on her neck. She lazily ran towards him, "i have told you I want to go home early. Ridi & simi will be waiting on the game of poker polly." she complained with a fragile voice that barely reached Rishabs ear.

Rishab moved sideway to avoid the shoulder contact with her. His mouth was sealed. It only open when the nose couldn't cope with his heavy breath. He completely ignored her presence and walked with a strong face. He was lost, quiet, unpredictable a mysterious young boy.

Madhu leaned forward to have a clear excretion of his face. It's just simply scary. She made a baby face, pleadingly trying to grab some attention.

Rishab silently walked, holding his rucksack on one shoulder. No smile, no nothing, only one aim.

Madhu silently walked behind him, looking at the floor and her black shoe then at him. Mostly all her friends were going to the local newsagent to get there sweeties. And here she is, flowing her nemesis.

Rishab took his pair of Keyes out of his pocket and opens the door, nearly locking it back again on Madhus face. Padmini ran out and smiled at Rishab who ignored her presence out to. She looked worriedly at him while Madhu angrily walked off. Her whole day was ruined.


Rishab clicked open his door. It was big room, to be precise the biggest in the house. A single blue bed in the middle. Huge wardrobe at the right hand side. Along with few other furniture. He walked in. Neatly placed his bag at its place, took of his dirty cloths, walked in to the shower and then placed the dirty cloths on the side for washing.

Padmini sadly smiled, he still didn't look at Padmini properly, instead he came to her with homework. Looking at her for attention. His eyes hated how every time Madhu made a noise her eyes went to her to double check. "I want you to help me, not her!" he snaps. Padmini quickly rushes his eyes to Rishab with a smile.
"I am all here for you. So you don't worry..."
"yes, but you looking at that Madhu!"
"yes, I also need to help her na. She is very young."
"so! I am young to!" he looked at Padmini with more worrying face.

As the evening came to an end, one by one, other member of the house walked in. Dadi and sammer, Madhus oldest brother. 13. Along with mr hands from work.

Padmini instantly became busy with all the work while Rishab observe from one elder to another getting there full attention, not giving any space for Madhu nor sammer.

Padmini called every one for dinner. Mr malik was in very foul mood. Snapping at mostly every thing on the table. Complaining about all the foods which brought everyone down...

Next day. Madhu had to wake up extra early to go to the school with Rishab.
"why do we go so early? I always have to stand outside! It's to boring watching you playing football!"
Rishab didn't reply instead made a slight agitating face. No smile.

She never really understood him, not like she understood any of her family member, he simply was so mysterious.

...

Rishab slowly walks in to the classroom, by the look, anyone can easily say he is mixed. Mother or father Asian, or to be precise Indian. He had dark black to brown hair, with light brown eyes, and dark eyelash and eye brow. Skin was white as milk. A perfect vampire perhaps. The structure of the face, it looked idly innocent. Everyone always wonder how cute it would be of he smiled. Those red cheek perhaps will be glowing like a blush. He is one of the kids where teacher can guess, when Rishab eventually will grow up, he will be on its way to be a lady killer. From every direction his facial structure was filled with a heaviness that only can opposite gender can explain.

Rishab closed his eyes and looked up at the teacher, who was busy with some explanation about the structure of the earth. It wasn't physics class! Or science as a primary school of London would suggest. It's geography. Teacher with a grin, looked at Rishab.
"Rishab, how do volcano forms?" the teacher kept quit for fraction of the second. Anticipating for Rishab to reply. He always made her confused, when asked in class he would never reply but in the annual tracking test, he would top. 100%.U

A normal conversation of the teacher rearm meeting will be about Rishab. What a stranger and mysterious boy. 100% in every subject but in class he will refuge to open those pink lips. His eyes looks at the teacher with such a weird and pleading way, which melts everyone's heart with matter of few second.

"do you know Rishab?" the teacher came out of her flash back how the teachers meeting always about him. "maybe a little word?"
Rishab kept staring at the teacher with big eyes. Not even thinking about opening the sealed lips to bother answering.
Teacher rolled her eyes and looked at the girl next to him. Pria. Here is another strange Rishab fan. "how about you pria?"
Pria who was lost looking at Rishab, made his her boyfriend without his answer. She jumped with mrs potter voice.
"no mam!"

Mrs potter gave up, and eventually went to her usual bunch of students who always have the perfect answer.

Rishab looked at pria then took a pen out drawing a line across the table and chair. he gave an angry glare and ran out soon as the bell rang. His usual time, play football with other boys. It's been 2 years, and mostly all the boys were petrified of playing with him. Everyday, there will be someone will return home with cut and bruises. He is to violent and will do anything to catch the football coached attention.
"Rishab, please don't push any player today!" the coach came and informed him.

As the day came to an end, Madhu stood there, impatiently waiting.
"uff, Madhu..." ridzy complained, along with simi. It was the annual crazy 3 meeting and there tea party.
"where is Rishab?"
"how I suppose to know? Madhu complained back. It wasn't in her hand when Rishab will show up and when he won't. He always has his own way.

Surprisingly he was 1 minute early which is a great achievement. All three looked at him with big eyes as he simply walked pass. Madhu flowed the. By other two, silently quietly.

Rishab walked in, nearly locking all three out of the house. Madhu puled a face, she was getting really irritated with his behavior. Attempt to heart her over and over again.

"what's your problem? Can't you see? I have tried to be nice with you but seems like you like being an idiot!" Madhu angrily looked at him when a man in a black and white suit walked in. Padmini smiled at Rishab, while Rishab was very irritated with with Madhus high voice.

All four stood in the kitchen that leads to the garden. Padmini broke the silent, "look Rishab, it's mr Taylor. Came to take your report again." mr Taylor gave out a smile and walked outside in to the garden flowed by Rishab.

Madhu looked at them blankly for a while then looked at her mother. "why he always visit our house?"
"it's nothing..."
"but since Rishab came, he always visits every two months."
"he will stop until Rishab is 18"
"but why?"
"it's a procedure. You are not old enough to understand."

Padmini became busy with cooking while Madhu, ridi and simi started to peep through windows to the garden. It seems like they were doing little exercise.
"they always do the same thing!" Madhu complained to her friends... "sometime new stuff!"
"but why is he here?" Rimi wondered.
"he is mad that's why probably" all three giggled.

After the little meeting with Rishab, mr Taylor sat with Padmini and went through a big file. Explaining everything...

Rishab came by and sat opposite of all three girls, quietly. They were busy playing but Madhu now and then looked at him with concern. She went up and sat next to him, wondering if everything was alright.
"what did you do today?" Madhu asked Rishab. She did not expect any answer as usual but she asked anyway... After about 10 minute when mr Taylor left Padmini walked in. Madhu was just about to run up to Padmini but Rishab instantly pushed her way to get Padminis full attention.

"I want you to help me with the homework!" Rishab claimed.
"sure per Madhu..."
"WHY YOU always worry about that Madhu?" he snaps again. Padmini couldn't make him angry and she surly knew his problem about his attention seeking.
"ok... Let's go..."

Madhu stood at the back, very upset. This was common nowadays, almost Rishab can't stand anyone...

She slowly smiled and moved next to him. Rishab completely blocked the way...

Rishab slowly opens his door, staring from the corner of his eyes while Padmini and mr malik said goodnight to sammer and Madhu. He always was the first one to say by, but he also wanted to be the last one. Always a certain anger provokes him. Provoked him to hate them.

Padmini came back to Rishab, and tucked him in to the bed before Before saying goodnight...

Next day, back in school, Madhu silently flowed Rishab. Madhus face was like a sad clown while Rishab beyond that. Not even a smile. Every person who walked by looked at Rishab and smiled but in reply he refused to give back even a single humble reply.

Madhu started to speed up and walked along side him rather ten behind, smiling at everyone for him and pulling her bag up. It was so embarrassing, walking with him was like walking with a clown...
"can't you smile?" Rishab did not reply. "everyone questioned me non stop! They think you are weird."
Rishab still did not reply back, instead walked in straight path, like Madhu was barely there.
"I think you are very weird!"

As they passed the long brown gate of the primary school, leaving the brown town behind, entering the only green of the whole town perhaps, mr Taylor was talking to Rishabs teacher.
Both Madhu and Rishab looked at one another, Rishab walked towards them while Madhu slowly slipped way, but still looking back at the three of them...

Mr Taylor was rather worried about his attitude towards his social life, along with the social care. He is downing great in educational level but social, which will be very important in his future life...

Mr Taylor took Rishab in a room along with a social care.