Semua Bab The Girls High School: Bab 21 - Bab 28

Sahithi stood there fully exposed to all the four males in the room and the small crowd of excited onlookers outside.“Why me? What did I do to deserve this?”“Because you are a loser!” she blushed as she realised she had spoken out aloud. She shifted her injured leg, feeling a slight pain start to build in the ankle. It had not fully healed yet.“Still not cured?”“No. The doctor said I should not walk too much or put too much pressure on it.”“Alright, no problem. We will give you easier tasks.”‘I wonder what those tasks are.” She thought. ‘They will not be easy for me.’“Bring the chair.” There was a sound of shuffling feet and a chair was brought into the room. Sahithi glanced at it from the corner of her eye. It was a peculiar chair – instead of a normal seat it had a single rod right in the middle of where the seat should have been.“Sit!”“What! How?” she was flustered when she saw that the rod was shaped like a penis.“Like this!” two men caught hold of her while a third lowe

Sahithi recovered quickly; after all she was resourceful. She couldn’t afford to fail, so she glanced at what she had written so far – she had attempted the maximum number of questions. It was not difficult to pass; in fact it might be difficult to fail her. But she hid her true feelings and stopped writing. It was just the beginning of a long session of exams that left her emotionally drained. For the next fortnight she was fighting hard to juggle several devastating emotions at once: focus on preparing for the next exam while being made fun of, focusing on finishing the exam while she was groped by the invigilator, enduring the ignominy of having to walk to the exam department completely naked and fetch her dress – it was not something she had bargained for, yet, it was not possible for her to avoid it. “What good is a good future, if your present is being destroyed systematically?” she asked herself one day as she handed over her answer booklet to the invigilator. “Why can’t I simp

This was only the second time in six months that she had visited “The Sanctuary”. True to its name this building housed one of the most capable, experienced, honest and dependable persons in the world. Senior Advocate Prativadi Bhayankar Chakravarthy or PBC as he was known was one of the fiercest advocates of truth and justice. He stood by the real victims getting them justice. He was also a close friend of Sahithi’s grandfather Mr. Jagannatham which was why she had come to here. As their family lawyer, he held answers to many questions. Sahithi rang the bell and waited for someone to open the door. “Raju!” she exclaimed. “Why are you here?” he motioned for her to come in, stepping aside and holding the door open. He shut it when she entered and signalled her to follow him. She suppressed her curiosity knowing that he couldn’t speak and would have to hold in her questions till the right moment. He took her to PBC’s chamber and left her there. The room was empty except for two women –

“Who the hell do they think they are?” Sahithi burst out in the dormitory. There was no sign of the Group Leader for once. “Just wait! I am going to have my revenge.” “How?” “I intend to get them arrested.” “You are dreaming.” “I am not. I know what I can do.” “They are too strong!” “SO WHAT?” Sahithi shouted in anger. “WE KEEP LETTING THEM STAMP ALL OVER US AND THEY WILL BE STRONG!’ she paced to and fro in frustration. “HOW LONG WILL YOU BE SILENT? HOW MUCH MORE HUMILIATION DO YOU NEED BEFORE YOU EVEN THINK OF PROTESTING?” “Please don’t make a scene, Sahi. We will all be in trouble.” “TROUBLE? IS GETTING STRIPPED IN FRONT OF EVERYONE NOT TROUBLE? IS GETTING GROPED OPENLY IN A FRIENDLY MATCH NOT TROUBLE? IS WALKING ALL THE WAY FROM THE OTHER END OF THE CAMPUS TO THE HOSTEL COMPLETELY NAKED NOT TROUBLE? WHAT MORE TROUBLE DO YOU NEED?” The other girls were frightened by Sahithi’s anger. However, her shouting had brought the rest of the girls and the Group Leaders to their room.