"You are too good to be true." Vicky's ears shimmered with the words that he had just heard. He tried to find some reason but couldn't understand at first.
It is a fact that how kind and gentle people, sometimes, have to face a very bitter and sardonic situation in life that one can hardly imagine. These critical moments may occur once or twice in life, but they teach very precious lessons for the rest of life.
Some people adopt a policy of benign neglect, making sure their close relations grow confidently and naturally. This works positively, but not always all the time all the way, because some ephemeral moments occur at once and leave lasting effects on the pure relations.
"Can you teach my daughter?" the mother asked Vicky. He could not refuse because he also needed some means to support himself. He started teaching her daughter, and soon he got a group to teach within a few days. This was a good start and gave him a lot of opportunities to improve his life. There happened to be a new student who couldn't understand the benign relations that existed between the teacher and his pupils.
"How can you control your emotions while sitting among the young girls and boys?" Vicky replied with a smile and said, "I have very pure and sacred relationships with all my pupils. They are very innocent and good at heart." "Well, I don't get you," he replied. With time, his reservations grew worse, and he tried to justify his point of view, but Vicky didn't bother much.
One day, in the presence of Vicky, some students started bickering and came to blows. They made fun of their relationships with one another. They didn't know the severity of their arguments, which could lead them to big mayhem. Vicky interfered, and the matter was over. After a few days, it was late at night, and some of the pupils were preparing for the exam. Vicky was busy with his teaching, and the family was enjoying watching some drama on TV.
The silence was shattered by the sound of shattering glass as the window burst open. "What's over there?" A woman's voice pierced the air, and her frantic cries echoing outside made everyone horrified. 'What's going on here?!' she shrieked, her eyes fixed on Vicky and the other people. The family's faces went white, their mouths agape, as they froze in shock, unsure how to respond to the sudden chaos.
"What's going on, Vicky?" the mother asked. Vicky left the room and went to his home. In the meanwhile, the lady who created such a disturbance called Vicky loudly to make other neighbours know about this incident. However, nobody came out, and her plan failed. But it had affected the relationships very badly.
In the morning, they heard a few unpleasant remarks that Vicky was not expecting. Here he must be vigilant, but again his benign attitude ignored the severity of the situation that was approaching him fast. During exam days, Vicky also offered one of the pupils a pick-and-drop service.
Had he not done that, he would not have faced the irritating situation later. It made him more melancholic and disappointed later. The boy who couldn't grasp the situation made a contemptuous act, which changed all the relations at once.
One day, he argued with other boys of his age and tried to satisfy himself by making unnecessary references. Others tried to overlook the matter, but all of a sudden, the situation became aggressive, and they started squabbling with one another and came to blows. No one could handle the situation, and it happened in the absence of Vicky. They fought and created a menace, which led all the families to an unpleasant conflict. They could not help facing the unavoidable circumstances.
The matter led to the police immediately, as the boy made bruises with a sharp blade on his body. He got some lacerations and tried to prove himself innocent. The other two boys were innocent and were forced to fight against the culprit.
The police officer temporarily arrested the boys and inquired. The boys were searched, but nothing was found. He planned to get something to materialize his dreams.
Vicky's eyes clouded with soreness as he stepped forward, his voice soft and calming. 'Please, let's talk about this...' But his words were drowned out by the chorus of undue accusations, his gestures of appeasement lost in the frenzy of blame.
The faces that once smiled at him now twisted in anger, their eyes cold with censure. Vicky's gentle soul shrivelled under the onslaught, his attempts at peace crushed by the weight of their scorn. This condemnation was not justified at all.
Finally, they approached the main character who incited her son to indulge with them. The police officer, who was a judicious person, asked her a few questions and concluded the disaster. Now it was the police officer who could solve this issue or make it delayed.
"Were you present there?" he asked Vicky. "No, sir." "Why didn't you advise them to be united?" "Sorry, sir, I tried many times, but I couldn't control the situation."
"There is no excuse for this. This time, I'm going to release all of you, and next time, be careful, I'll not spare you at all."
His eyes widened as he heard the news, his face pale and frozen in shock. the sad expressions on his face added to his difficulties. Suddenly his body language altered, and he made no comments.
The parents were unable to understand how the situation arose and reached its climax. His. At the weekend, he used to visit his old hometown, but now, he got a pause in his visits. He made himself busy in the humdrum of city life, and found solace in drawings and reading book.
The members of his family were already against his familarity with these guys and now he had realized at the nick of time and saved from further chaos in life.
Logan Murphy called Serena. Serena always started her day with his hello, but today she didn't pick up his call. Serena's thoughts drifted to Johnson again, the man she never expected in her life, but loved him so much.Logan was planning to marry in just a few weeks. He was a perfect match for Serena and she also loved his style and way of thinking. He was a bit more mature and older than Johnson. He loved her and was ready to get everything she wanted to settle their lives.Now, Johnson's sudden reappearance had disrupted their plans, sending numerous reservations into their minds. He disturbed their tranquil lives. Logan was repine about his recent missing chance of winning. Serena phoned Vicky and requested him to see her at the cafe. Vicky was sitting in the staff room of his campus during a break, going through the paper. He was interested in applying somewhere. He came across a passage that he decided to translate into simpler English for his next class. It was related to stu
Serana's phone buzzed and she received an unknown call. She didn't attend and scrolled off. Again, she received the call from the same unknown number and she handed over the cell phone to Vicky to attend it. Both Serena and Vicky were relishing the hot coffee under the shade of an open-air cafe. "Who's there?" Vicky asked in a low and quizzical manner. "Me Johnson's here." the voice replied. "Johnson?" Serena spoke wide-eyed. "Hi, What's up? " Serena took the mobile and replied to Johnson. "I'm here in your city, and want to see you," Johnson said. Johnson was the boy whom Serena loved so much and her entire life revolved around him. They wanted to get married and planned together. But his parents wanted to marry Johnson to Harper. So the match was rejected by Johnson's parents and Serena was disheartened. Later, she started her new job and shifted to the city where he met with Vicky. Here Serena met Logan Murphy and they were planning to get married soon. He was working in an i
Joe was already sitting in the Vice Principal's office, waiting for Vicky and seek some help. He was accompanied by his eighteen-year-old elder daughter. She was studying for a BS program.She needed some money for some dues to pay. Vicky did not know about the situation. When Vicky arrived, she sat down beside them on the office sofa. Vicky glanced around the room, expecting the person who wanted to see him to arrive. But Joe was already seated, waiting for him. At first Vicky did not know about the purpose of his visit, and after some pleminary compliments both talked about some other matters.There was pause and after a few minutes of silence, Joe broke the ice and Vicky was surprised to hear his narration. "Sir, do you remember our previous meeting?" Joe asked Vicky.Vicky's expression turned quizzical, unsure of the meeting's purpose still. But as Joe's words sparked his memory, a smile spread across Vicky's face. Vicky was sure that now it would be a matter of some 'money'."A
Jake opened his bag and pulled out a bottle of perfume he had recently bought with his pocket money. Meanwhile, Vicky due to his meeting with Serena last, was running late, struggling to wrap up his last evening lecture. He was still thinking about the loss that he had made in contact with fraudulant Stephen Moor.The students were waiting for Vicky, Jake entertained his classmates with cups of coffee and proudly displayed his new perfume, jokingly spraying it around and teasing himself. His classmates were hurling and kidding him. Emma and Harper surrounded him, laughing and boasting to him.As Jake entered the classroom, he did not realize he had left his perfume bottle in the corridor. Emma pointed to him, "Oh no!" He muttered to himself, frustrated at his carelessness. Vicky was in the classroom, holding some worksheets, passing instructions. "Today, we're going to do an activity related to our previous lecture. Come on, hurry up!" Jake considered going back for his perfume, bu
Vicky's phone buzzed and he ignored the call because it was from an unknow contact. He just viewed and and dropped his cell phone in his pocketbook and moved on. Again it buzzed and Vicky scrolled and didn't speak any words.The voice informed him, "I'm from the 'writers community' functional by the Medium, and want to talk to you." Vicky asked, "Who's there and why you're calling me again and again?" "I'm an established writer and want to help you to grow as an established writer, too." she explianed with conviction.Vicky asked,"How?" After some conversation, the person requsted to shift to the Telegram for further negotiation. He also shared the Id of Stephen Moor on the W******p and Vicky switched to Telegram.After some exchange the Stephen Moor started his work to trap Vicky. He aptly offered Vickey to get registered in the community writers that belonged to the Medium, assuring him to earn $100 weekly.The offere seemed to be very attractive as writing was Vicky's passion and h
"Don't speak negatively about yourself." These words always haunted Vicky, and he always tried to find some reasons to justify his quitting the institute. During his one-month notice, he appeared in an interview and got the opportunity to teach. He read these valuable words spoken by Bruce Lee on social media, He started pondering over the statement about how one could speak negatively about oneself. "A man has a physical body that needs energy to keep fit, and his brain needs thoughts to keep it sharp. Vicky thought, "Just as our bodies require nourishment to function optimally, our minds crave mental stimulation to stay active and healthy." He had very good company with his colleagues and chatted well on all issues, yet he still felt himself a lone wolf. He talked to his colleague Jennifer, "But what fuels our minds? Simply thinking is not enough." Jennifer said, "Thinking is a continuous process, but how do we train our brains to think constructively and positively, to cultiva