I am trying to change my writing style. I believe that you like this.

I believe that I will get 1k comments in this chapter. Thank you guys.

The question for this chapter..... Say any crazy wish you have?

My answer is as usual on the end.

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6) Pain is the breaking of shell that encloses understanding.

ADDAR'S POV

What do you do when the only one who can make you stop crying, is the one who made you cry?

Though tears no longer flowed, my eyes were tired of weeping. My heart was sick of the woe.

Pain is the breaking of shell that encloses understanding.

Now I understood those words.

Life had always been bad for me. I was  starting to accept the fact that life is bad. But suddenly, life proved that it was not bad but worst.

I thought people were bad to me but now I realized that my own mother's words did those to me.

I was walking alone in a night. I hadn't reached hostel yet. Did anyone care? No.

Everyone was partying as college life had come to an end. Did anyone invite me? No.

All my life, I thought I was pushing everyone away. But the actual fact was, they pushed me away.

They were surrounded by friends but who am I surrounded by?

They say if you are walking at night in the Indian roads, you have to face street dogs. I had seen most of the roads having gangs but not the above mentioned group of street dogs.

The irony was, even they didn't come near me.

I am not going to be the same guy. I am going to be a MAN from this moment.

I saw a girl walking and thought it is the perfect time for me to act like a MAN. I went to her.

I have to ask her name first. I think that is the first step.

I said, "Hey! You ..... You kn...." I cleared my throat, "Your father ... No mother.... No parents... Yes..... Your parents might have....."

This girl was watching me like an Alien who had jumped straight from the Avatar movie.

"Your parents might have had a name for you, Am I correct?," At last I asked.

She saw me for a minute and walked without saying her name.

What did she expect? Can't she understand that I am tensed?

It should have showed that I don't flirt. It should have made her interested as I won't see another girl.

Does she want someone who says great things? Then he would be a big flirt.

May be they want those players?

I don't understand these girls.

The walk was full of my thoughts searching my place in this world. 

At least do I have a place in this world?

I walked further and saw a brand new Audi car. I took out my bike key and gave a big scratch on that car as I didn't like that car. I wrote "I don't like your car -by MAN" in it by scratching.

Boys always damages things.

I started to walk ahead. My biggest fear was what if I become too comfortable with the idea of being lonely for the rest of my life.

I saw a girl walking and thought may be it was time to see how I flirt.

I went to her and said, "Last time I  checked the keyboard, I noticed that U and I are together."

I continued this flirty talk for five minutes and I got her number. I didn't know why but I felt like I was doing something bad. I said her all those touchy good bye. She tried to hug me but I declined and her face was disappointed.

I am still having those stupid feelings for hugging other girls. I still think I can only hug Catherine.

How come I am still ignored after all that I have done for her? I gave her my heart and soul because I cared.

I have cried and you would think I would be better but the sadness just sleeps and it stays in my spine.

I saw a small shop that was run by an elderly lady. These shops always have great sweets. These shops showed a different India. We have been turning into these branded sweets but nothing can replace this traditional sweets. I showed a smile to that elderly woman.

Love of the children and elders are always precious.

Children show love as they don't think much about this world. Elders show love as they know this world and what it needs - love.

This middle aged humans think a lot. They think world needs brainy people and money. They will learn that it needs love but by that time they would be elders.

I was eating a sweet when I heard, "Hello Manly MAN!"

I saw a group of men. One of them asked, "How was the food in the canteen today Addar?"

"He really enjoyed it," mocked the other. 

They were insulting me. 

I had enough and it is time to give it back.

I saw the first guy with shock and said, "Wow! You have a huge pimple in between your shoulders! Oh wait, sorry that's your face!"

They were shocked as I spoke back.  Well my friend, time is changing.

The second guy was adjusting his pant. looking at him, I said, "Why don't you slip into something more comfortable like coma?"

I saw the third guy and said, "No need of insult. Your face says it all."

And that was it. The first guy came to hit me. I was beaten up by people a lot of times and I was very sure that  today was not that day. I think that day won't come again.

I bent and escaped from his punch. My fist landed on the second guy's teeth and broke a tooth into two pieces.

One small piece was still stuck in my hand and I brushed it off before their eyes. The second guy was shouting in pain. I said to him, "Mirrors don't have ears. Lucky for you they don't have lips so they won't laugh at you. You can go and see your face in it."

I went to the third guy. He was moving back and I mocked, "MEN don't back off from a fight brother."

Tip of my foot went to his cheek and collided with his cheek. His face came to the ground with my foot and bounced on the ground. I kicked his nose while he was in the ground and broke it. It started bleeding.

The guy with the broken teeth was still roaming with a hand on his mouth. I punched him on his stomach. He bent forward with one hand clutching his stomach and other on his teeth. I caught hold of his hair and dragged him to the near wall. I caught his shirt which was sticking to his spine and threw him to the wall. His forehead hit the wall and was bleeding.

Suddenly, I remembered the first guy who came to beat me. He didn't come to this party. I searched for him and found him hiding behind a pillar.

Gotcha! I am coming brother.

I surprised him by coming from behind him. I went to punch him  but stopped when he said, "I am your schoolmate."

I was stunned. Is he?

I was nothing different in school. The same idiotic guy without friends.

It is a nearly a miracle that we are in the same college. There are only 4 people from my state in this National Institute of Technology.

He continued, "I know that you are well versed on martial arts but remember what the instructor said. He asked us not to use it to hurt people only to defend you. Don't break the rule."

I turned back and walked. Defense without offense is impossible in this world.

Nonviolence is something which people love in others and hate in them.

Something struck my mind.

Don't break the rule. Isn't it what I am doing?

I am breaking the rules.

The moment this thought came to my mind, I rushed to him and punched him on his stomach.

He clutched his stomach and bent down. He said, "I am your schoolmate. Don't do this to me."

I took a foldable chair and said, "It is very less than what you have been doing to me. Schoolmate!!"

I threw the chair in the air. It did somersaults in the air. I caught it mid air and hit his exposed spine due to his bent down position. The chair broke into two due to the impact. He let out a loud groan due to the pain. He stood straight now due to the impact. I caught him and pulled him to the pillar. His back was to the wall. His face was facing me - With fear.

All my life. I had this question. What will they do to me?

For the first time the positions are interchanged. I am seeing it in him.

I am feeling power. When we hurt others we see a pain in their eyes. It gives us some great feeling.

I am the best in the two worlds.

I am the one in this neighborhood.

He thought that being schoolmate will make things easy but it made things hard for him.

I asked him, "Schoolmate! Where did you go for the four years that we spent in college?"

His face turned pale. I love seeing these faces on others. I punched him hard in his face. I didn't leave any place left unpunched in his face. Nose, lips, cheeks and even eyes were treated. His face was fully covered with blood. He fell to the ground. I watched my surroundings and saw full of blood and bodies moaning with pain.

I watched those people. They had fear in their eyes. Fear for a MAN. I had a smile on my face now. I smiled at the people who were watching me. They were now terrified that they cleared the area for me to walk. Some even saw the ground when I neared them. Some were scared so they escaped in fear that I will hit them.

I am a MAN now. People are scared.

Am I a MAN now?

I was happy to see those people. I went to the shop and ate my sweets. That Grandma was giving me more sweets. I started walking to my room. Respect comes in this world only if you hurt people.

Person who doesn't hurt people is not fit to be noticed in this world.

I saw a majestic house that was full of many mirrors. I saw a mirror with my reflection on it. I had a messy hair. I threw a stone at the center of the mirror and the mirror broke into many pieces.

This is a poor quality mirror. I should only have a hole but it is broken into pieces.

I smirked. Then I heard a voice, "Who the hell broke Principal's bed room mirror?"

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Well! Hai! How different is this chapter?

Can I write in this style?

Did you like the chapter?

Any suggestions?

How was the action scene ;) ?

Is he a man now?

Personal Answer for last question is He is a animal now.

The crazy wish is -I want to be a spiderman.

I am okay with Emma Stone but will love it if I have Emma Watson.

TEASER : prinicipal! How manly is he?

I am going to update slowly. Checking again and again.

Take care be safe and stay blessed

-Yagappar