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If you expel her, none of the other schools will take her. Please understand. We
can’t afford her education if you turn us away.’
‘I’m sorry, Ma’am. My hands are tied.’

‘LOOK! What you did? LOOK!’ bellowed the father and slapped Aranya
again. Her ruffled hair stuck to her wet face. ‘Is there anything you can do that
doesn’t bring shame and humiliation to us? ANYTHING? ANYTHING!’

Aranya wiped her tears and muttered something no one could hear.
‘What did you say?’ asked the father. ‘What?’ Her father leaned near her
mouth and slapped her again. Dhruv gripped the paperweight tighter. ‘SAY IT

LOUDER.’
‘The boy did it,’ mumbled Aranya.
‘What?’ asked the head of the committee.

Aranya wiped the tears off her face, looked straight at the head and spoke
fluently, her voice strong, her story precise and straight. ‘Dhruv took me to that
room. He had promised to help me with the course material. I had been

struggling since I missed the earlier classes. But once there, he asked me to kiss
him. I refused. But then he told me that his mother knows the principal well and
if I didn’t kiss him, he would make sure I would fail the examinations. I had no

choice but to kiss him and that’s what you saw. It wasn’t my fault.’
The calm on her face reminded Dhruv of his mother’s radiant face when she

had left with the principal. He thought of what his father had once said,
‘Women. They lie.’

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