The World’s Best Boyfriend by Durjoy Datta EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Authors: Durjoy Datta
- Publish Date: April 1, 2015
- Language: English
- Genre: Fiction, Literature, Thriller, Romantic
- Format: PDF / EPUB
- Size: 2 MB
- Pages: 296
- Price: Free
- ISBN: 0143424637
Twelve-year-old Dhruv sat crying in one corner of the playground, plucking
at the grass, watching the other kids play at the far end. It had been a couple
of months since he first started avoiding them. His friends often talked about
how his dad and mom were separating and they would ask questions to which
he had no answers.
‘Do they fight?’ ‘Don’t you try to stop them?’ ‘Will you leave us?’ ‘Will
you stay with your mom or your dad?’ ‘Is your mom marrying again?’ ‘Is
Their curiosity was legitimate. No one knew of such a case in their middleclass neighbourhood. Divorces, even in television soaps, were cause for much
distress. Families were meant to stay together till the end of time.
School was a nightmare. He would have stopped attending if not for his
mom. She taught in the same school—chemistry and maths for eighth and
ninth standards—so skipping school wasn’t an option at all.
Things had gone downhill so slowly that he didn’t notice anything in the
beginning. It was like Tetris on slow rewind. He thought other kids were
going through the same crisis.
For the past few months, there were rumours of
his mother having a torrid, Mills-and-Boon-esque affair with the principal,
who also owned the school and three other branches. The seniors would often
cook up stories about his mother and the principal locking themselves in his
room for hours. Dhruv would innocently ask, ‘Why would they lock
themselves in?’ The seniors would affect a boisterous, evil laugh. He would
ask again, ‘Tell me, why would they lock themselves in? Tell me?’ He would
try hitting them and they would push him away. He would then lock himself
in a bathroom stall for three straight periods.
Today morning, between the third and the fourth periods, when he was
hiding in the bathroom, he overheard two seniors talk outside.
‘I can’t believe Namrata ma’am is banging that oldie. She’s quite
something, isn’t she? Very perky breasts for thirty-five,’said a senior,
probably in the ninth grade.
‘Dude. We should totally check out the CCTV footage. Imagine her naked
on top of that man! Did I tell you? That guy in the other class? Ramit? That
bastard dropped a pencil and Namrata ma’am picked it up. She totally bent
over and showed everything. He tried clicking a picture but it came out totally
‘Should we repeat it in her class tomorrow?’
They laughed. Dhruv heard the taps run. The boys left the washroom.
Dhruv returned home in a sullen mood.
‘Why are you not eating, Dhruv?’ his mother asked, ladling another
spoonful of rice, then cradling his face in her palms and kissing it. She was a
good cook. Despite the toxic environment, Dad always ate quietly,
concentrating on every morsel.
‘I don’t feel like eating.’
‘You didn’t eat your lunch too. Is there something wrong? Someone
troubling you? Should I talk to your class teacher?’ Mom asked, making little
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