My Type Of Girl

My Type Of Girl

Man-Ish

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This story is about a boy who fell in love with a girl in his class. In order to win her over, he quits his addiction, and even though his family abandons him, she stays with him. She doesn't stay with him physically, but she makes arrangements to help him quit his addiction. However, fate takes a cruel turn when the boy returns from recovering and finds out that the girl is no longer in this world. Despite this heartbreaking sacrifice, the boy changes his life to such an extent that he starts writing books. His books become bestsellers and he even gets a contract with a movie producer who recognizes his talent and turns his books into movies.

Chapter 1 First Crush

Ma'am, may I come in?" Manish asked his class teacher, Mrs. Rashmi. She replied, "Why are you late to class? Where were you? Your games period ended 20 minutes ago." Manish explained, "Ma'am, I went to drink water and then I went to the washroom." Mrs. Rashmi responded, "So it took you 20 minutes to drink water and use the washroom? And a slight giggling sound came from the back, and Mrs. Rashmi asked, 'Who else is with you?' Manish replied, 'Ma'am, it's Vishal and Safal.' Mrs. Rashmi exclaimed, 'You three were together in the washroom?' Manish confirmed, 'Yes, ma'am.' Just as Mrs.

Rashmi was about to say something, the math teacher appeared from behind and said, 'These three idiots were in the math lab playing with the instruments. I saw it on the CCTV footage

Manish said, 'Sir, we were not playing. We were actually working on an experiment.' The Maths teacher asked, 'What kind of experiment? Does it involve going to Mars on the spaceship made by your father?' The whole class started to laugh. Mrs. Rashmi intervened, saying, 'Sir, you can go. I will take care of the rest.' The Maths teacher left, and Mrs. Rashmi called out, 'You three idiots, come in!' One by one, write down what I taught yesterday. If all three of you write it exactly, I will allow you to sit in the class. Otherwise, go to the maths lab and experiment on your journey to Mars.

Vishal said, 'But ma'am, I was absent yesterday. I do not know anything.' Mrs. Rashmi said, 'Son, if you were present, you would still not be able to write what I taught the class yesterday.' Safal said, 'Ma'am, I know. I will write what I remember from the class.' Mrs. Rashmi gave him a chalk and said, 'Write it on the board.' Safal wrote, and then Mrs. Rashmi said, 'Vishal, do you remember anything that I have ever taught you?' Vishal said, 'Yes, ma'am,' and he also wrote. Then the turn came for Manish, and Mrs. Rashmi said, 'Manish, now it's your turn.' Manish took the chalk and said, 'Ma'am, I will write what you taught us yesterday.' Mrs. Rashmi said, 'No, you will not do that. What I want you to do is find the mistake in what Safal and Vishal have written.' Manish said, 'Ma'am, this is not fair. You changed the rules.' Mrs. Rashmi said, 'I have been your teacher for 5 years, and I know what you are capable of. Now, do as I say.

Manish took the chalk and erased what Safal and Vishal had written. Mrs. Rashmi asked, "Why did you erase what they wrote?" Manish replied, "Ma'am, it's because yesterday was a Sunday and you didn't teach us anything. Also, what Safal and Vishal wrote is not even in our syllabus because they wrote it in Hindi, while you teach Sanskrit." The bell rang for recess and Manish ran away, while Mrs. Rashmi commented, "This idiot is bright but he is not working up to his potential. Anyway, I should leave." Manish and Safal went to the canteen, while Vishal went to the medical room and waited for both of them there.

Safal and Manish went to the medical room, and Vishal asked, "Did you bring the cold drink?" Manish replied, "Yes, I have. Where is the bottle?" Vishal responded, "It's in my bag." Vishal took out a bottle of whiskey and suggested, "Let's have some." Just as they filled their glasses, a girl walked in. The three of them tried to hide their glasses, but the girl had already seen them. She asked, "What's in your hands?" Safal and Vishal quickly ran away, leaving Manish behind. The girl then questioned Manish, "What's in your hand?" Manish replied, "Nothing, it's just a cold drink from the canteen." The girl insisted, "Let me see it." She approached him and tried to smell it. She exclaimed, "What? It's whiskey! How could you have that in school? You're not even of legal age to drink whiskey." Manish defended himself, "This is not whiskey; it's a different type of cold drink." The girl threatened, "I'm going to Rashmi ma'am." Manish interrupted, "Before you go to ma'am, I want to tell you something." The girl asked, "What is it?" Manish invited her, "Adrita, come have a seat here, and I will tell you an incident." Adrita sat next to him, and Manish revealed, "You know, I have cancer, and nobody knows, not even Safal and Vishal. I am not a naughty boy, but I want to live my life. My doctor said I have four years to live before I might die." Adrita was shocked and questioned, "How is that possible? You're in eighth grade." Manish explained, "I found out last week, and I am still in shock. That's why I want to do everything I can. Safal and Vishal don't even know, and I..." Adrita interrupted, "Don't say anything. After school is over, come to me, and we'll talk. Stop doing this, and I will help you.

Adrita left the medical room, and Manish had his drink. When Adrita left, Safal and Vishal came and said, "Bro, we are in trouble now. She will tell the class teacher, and Rashmi ma'am will call our parents." Manish said, "Bro, do not worry and enjoy your drink. I have taken care of everything." The three of them drank, and the recess was over. Then, they went to class, and soon the school day was over.Adrita was waiting at the gate for Manish, and he was laughing and pulling jokes on Safal. Adrita held his hand and said, 'Come with me.' At first, Manish was shocked, but then Adrita said to Safal and Vishal, 'You both go.' Manish went with Adrita, and she took him to a coffee shop. She asked him what he wanted to have, and Manish said, 'I want a cold coffee...' Adrita said, 'And?' He replied, 'A cigarette.' Adrita ordered two cold coffees and took Manish to the cigarette shop, where she bought him a cigarette. They both sat down, and Adrita said, 'Manish, do you know that I had a crush on you since we were in the sixth class? But I thought you were a spoiled kid, which is why I didn't used to talk to you much. But now that I know you are going through a tough time, I ask you to be with me until you have time.' Manish asked, 'What do you mean? Are you proposing to me?' Adrita said, 'Yes, what's your answer?' Manish replied, 'That can't be possible. How can I be with you?' Adrita held his hands and said, 'First, calm down and relax. Now, listen to me. I have seen people suffering from cancer, including my mother. I lost her when I was five years old. I know the pain, and I genuinely want to help you, just like I wanted to help my mother.' Manish removed his hands, ran away, and didn't stop until he reached his home.

Manish rang the doorbell, and his mother came and opened the door. He went straight to his room and closed it from inside. His mother followed him to his room and knocked on the door, asking, "Manish, son, is everything alright?" Manish replied, "Yes, everything is fine. I do not want to talk to anybody. Just let me be alone." His mother insisted, "At least have your lunch." Manish responded, "I will have it later. I am not hungry at the moment." His mother said, "Okay," and went away.

While Manish was in his room, he constantly thought about what Adrita had said. In the evening, he came out of his room and went for a walk to the park near his house. He bought two cigarettes and sat on a bench, where he continued to ponder over the blunder he had made. He remained there until evening, lost in thoughts about Adrita.

Next day, he went to school and Adrita was already in the class. He went to her and said, "Meet me at the same place after school." He sat on his seat as the school started. Throughout the day, Manish was quiet and silent, and didn't do anything naughty. During recess, Safal went to him and said, "Bro, aren't you coming to the medical room for first aid?" Manish replied, "No bro, I cannot. You go." The last period was with Mrs. Rashmi, and Manish was already in the class, sitting at the back. The period reached the midway point when Safal and Vishal entered the class. They asked, "Ma'am, may we come in?" Mrs. Rashmi replied, "No, where is your friend Manish? Has he not come to school?" Adrita said to Mrs. Rashmi, "Ma'am, he is in the class." Mrs. Rashmi was surprised and asked, "What? How is that possible? Come here, Manish. What happened?" Manish came near Mrs. Rashmi, and she asked, "Son, is everything alright?" Manish smiled and replied, "Ma'am, everything is alright." Mrs. Rashmi asked, "What day is it?" Manish said, "Ma'am, it's Wednesday." She responded, "No, son. It's the best day of my life." Manish said, "Ma'am, from now on, all your days will be the best days." He then went back to his seat. Mrs. Rashmi said to Safal and Vishal, "Both of you, if you tell me what happened to Manish, I will never ask you why you came late." Safal said, "Ma'am, we also do not know." While they were talking, the bell rang, and the school day was over.

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