12 May ,Manali.

The beauty of Manali was beyond words. It just can't be described. The green trees, cold weather, beautiful flowers, smell of freshly made tea from the local tea-stalls, tall picus tress and mountains covered with snow.

Everything was just so perfect at that time. This was one of the best days of my life because today for the first time in my life, I saw snow. Snow in the month of May? Well, we had to travel a long distance for us to see that. All thanks to my ever so stubborn dad. We were here in solang valley.

It was the best times doing skiing first time in my life. Even though it had been nothing but me falling on my face and that uncle helping me out in standing. The best thing was my dad siding with me everything I wanted to do.

Be it riding on zip line situated 50ft above the the happily running Beas river or be it the rocket bungee jumping I wanted to do. Even though I'm kinda scared of heights, I loved doing challenging things.

I love challenges.

This is what propelled me to ask my mom, she never approved of.

'Mumma, see that parachute! That uncle is so cool'

That's when she turned to look in the direction I was pointing. There was a fearless man, paragliding without any person with him, above a mountain nearly above 100ft.

'I said no, ishu. No means no. This is so dangerous, just look at them and I already approved of you to do that scary rocket bungee jumping'

'Appa, see mom isn't letting me go'. I whined, looking at the only one , who can deny mom and let me do the thing I wanted.

A person who loved challenging things just like me, my dad.

'Suchi, let the kid do whatever he wants'. My dad said.

'Pranu, I said no'. My mom equally retorted.

Aapa. I whined just again.

'See suchi, even I'll go with the kid. Look it's so exciting. It's my money and my kid will do whatever he wants'

My dad said giving me a hi-fi.

After a whole session of argument, we decided not to. No matter what our home minister wins.

They were right afterall. I thought.

One of my passion was to click pictures. I loved doing that. And how can I miss it, when jannat-e-zameen was infront of me.

While I clicked the picture, a notification popped.

3 missed calls from Rishu.

As I called him back, my thoughts wandered around the possibilities of the call from shrey. He was older than me, of course.

Rishu bhaiya is a pg student. He is studying law. Even after being quite older than me he looked just like any other teenager. That's why I never called him bhaiya.

'Hello ishu baby!'

'Helloo rishuuuu~ '. I was a baby infront of him anyways.

'Congratulations baby! His much did my baby scored?'

I was confused by now. What? I mentally questioned.

'Huh? What are you talking about rishu?'

I could feel him as confused as me right now.

'Ishu, your results are out!'

Ai! Once again! Even I was fooled by this thing so many times. These fake articles.

'Rishu baby, those are just fake news'

The addressed one was mentally face palming.

'Ishu! Yashvi just called. He got 77 per cent'

What!? I gasped. Oh my goodness!

My stomach was churning with the sudden adrenaline rush. Not that I didn't wrote well.

'Ishu, look at the scenery! You always do this! You sleep all the time in the car. Now since it's a rare case for tou to not sleep, you are once again attached with your phone?' My mom said.

I wanted to say but I couldn't even muster up a word. My adrenaline at times gets too much out of control.

'Mumma, results have been released'.

The bomb dropped. Everybody was silent.

My dad broke the silence.

'Congratulations,  my boy!' He said.

'How did it go, baby?' My mum asked.

'I still don't know mom I need to check'.
I said

'Sir we have reached the hotel' the driver said.

We all got down. The internet wasn't good. The hotel had this small garden infront. I wasn't in the mood to do anything right now.

'Mumma, I want to see my results first'

My mom was confused but dad understood what I wanted. I want to see my results first.I am too nervous of a person to see it infront of everyone, while the internet is really bad at this place. I would die just out of the adrenaline rush.

So my dad took Raj,  mumma and Atha  away with him.

They were sitting in the lobby while I was looking at the results.

And it finally loaded.

Woah 94 per cent! Not bad! But still I wasn't that happy with myself.

I showed it to my parents. They were so happy. For the next few hours, I was so caught up with the phone calls of my friends and me calling my dear ones. They were much more happy than I was myself. I was happy that I found people who are genuinely happy with my success.

At that moment, Atha suddenly interrupted.

'So, which college do you want to join?'

This question. This is the thing thing I have tried avoiding so bad in the recent months. Me leaving my school.

Even though I was a front bencher, I interact with people well. So I had quite big friend circle. They were like mu family always pampering me like a child because I was afterall. Since I was the younger one in the class.

My dad's plan was to join me St.Anthony's. I didn't want to leave but

'Kabhi kabhi environment change hone zaroori hota hai' he said.

I tried to keep my point but to no avail. I couldn't argue with my dad. He was nothing but good to me all along that at times I even feel like they don't deserve kid like me.

So it was fixed! St. Anthony's it is.

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Atha:Father's sister[bua]

I'm sorry for changing the storyline guys but I thought it wasn't going well. So this is it. This is how it's gonna start.

Ishan is a Bihari but his great grandparents got settled in hyderabad for their livelihood. So he does uses some Telugu words. Which translation Will be done, since there are not many Telugu people here. He also celebrates Telugu festivals.

Baaki ke details agle chapter mein ji.

Bas gaali mat dena iske liye.See you all soon👀💖