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Best part of the day is, sunlight. No matter, how hard it's been; bright light fixes everything, and sunlight has beauty and mystery of its own. I only liked this thing about today.

The richer the school, spoiler the kids. They say, Mumbai is like hollywood of India, but, am I the only one to see the opposite. It started at 9 and it's...9.15...omg....5 more hours to go. Kids were like, giving no attention, I was relieved that no one recognized me; through my mom. But then, there's always a fuck boy in the class. Sitting diagonal to me and was staring the whole time. Everyone was going out somewhere, so I asked the same...boy, he cunningly said; to gym. Was not in the mood for gym, so I remained there. After everybody was out, I falled asleep. sleeping beside a window is good because of sunlight that is touching you and then not. It felt like real that dream....

Someone was touching my thighs.

'What the hell are you doing?' My instinct told me that, only way to get out was to, get out. I stood up, pushed him and started going out. 'Oh, come on... don't tell me you don't like it. Aren't you her daughter, so...' he was coming towards me. 'So what, if I'm her daughter, it doesn't give you the rights do things I don't approve for' the words blurted from my mouth, with immense anger, the anger which was blurting out. It showed through eyes also.' he replied, Relax just let me do it, it's not like you are going to get pregnant, just by touch. Oh, sorry you must be experienced in that part, so, it's kind of bad to keep all that to yourself, teach me.'

He slided my hair and came close to my ears, and whispered.....' I know it, how dirty your kind are...go on...suck it.... I'll pay you enough. "How did he think I would get ready to do it?"

Don't move, cause my boys are outside, and cameras here don't work.' He stated further. I didn't knew what, but something was not right with me, I was not doing anything to prevent him from touching me. Why? I never wanted this. I wanted my life to be like sunlight, bright; worthy.....All those characters, from my books were shouting, to protect myself, to defend, but I found myself numbed. Most probably because, this morning I got to know, I'm not my mother's daughter, I was picked up like rag from roadside, I had no value; worthless. I closed my eyes and...

Kissed him .....

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