Bab 3: Getting into trouble
### Chapter 2: Getting Into Trouble
Early morning sunlight filtered through the windows of the Gada household as Aarav stirred awake. He dressed swiftly, preparing for another day at school. Even before regaining his memories, Aarav had always excelled academically, but now with his enhanced cognition from the Iron Man System, his capabilities seemed to soar to new heights.
One pressing task occupied his mind: creating Jarvis. The concept wasn't complex, but the coding required meticulous attention. Armed with his laptop, Aarav estimated it would take approximately two weeks to complete the project—two weeks he needed to find a way to free up from school obligations.
During break time at school, Aarav's keen senses picked up on a commotion nearby. A group of older boys were harassing a younger girl, their taunts and laughter echoing through the courtyard. Aarav's heart clenched with empathy for the girl, but more importantly, he saw an opportunity—a legitimate excuse to intervene and buy himself the time he needed.
Without hesitation, Aarav approached the scene, his presence commanding attention. "Hey, what's going on here?" he demanded, his voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through him.
The bullies turned to face him, their expressions shifting from amusement to annoyance. "Mind your own business, kid," one of them sneered, taking a step forward threateningly.
But Aarav stood his ground, his gaze unwavering. "Leave her alone," he insisted firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Tapu, who had been nearby, noticed the confrontation and hurried over, concern etched on his face. He knew Aarav was brave, but he had never seen him confront bullies head-on like this before.
Before Tapu could intervene, one of the older boys, emboldened by Aarav's small stature, moved to shove him aside. In that split second, Aarav reacted instinctively, his fist connecting with the boy's nose with surprising force.
There was a collective gasp from onlookers as the bully stumbled back, clutching his bleeding nose in shock and pain. Aarav's punch had landed with the strength of an adult, despite his young age and slight frame.
Tapu's eyes widened in awe and a hint of pride as he watched his twin brother defend the girl fearlessly. He had never doubted Aarav's abilities, but this display of courage and strength left him speechless.
The commotion attracted the attention of teachers and other students, who quickly rushed to the scene to diffuse the situation. Aarav stood calmly amidst the chaos, his heart racing but his resolve unwavering.
Later that day, after the incident had been resolved and the bullies reprimanded, Aarav found himself summoned to the principal's office. As he waited outside, contemplating the consequences of his actions, he couldn't help but feel a mix of apprehension and satisfaction.
The principal's office door opened, and Aarav was called inside. He squared his shoulders, ready to face whatever consequences awaited him. Little did he know, this pivotal moment would not only earn him disciplinary measures but also pave the way for unexpected opportunities and challenges in Gokuldham Society.
Aarav stepped into the principal's office, finding his mother, Daya Jethalal Gada, already there. Her expression was stern, her eyes narrowing slightly as she listened to the principal's account. Aarav silently prayed for the principal, knowing from his memories that his mother was not one to be trifled with—she had once single-handedly confronted and subdued twelve gang members.
"What are you saying?" Daya's voice was firm, cutting through the tension in the room. She fixed the principal with a gaze that demanded clarity and fairness. "You're saying my son took on four seven-year-old boys, broke one of their noses, and this was all because he was defending someone else? I find that hard to believe."
The principal hesitated under Daya's unwavering stare, feeling the weight of her disbelief and protective instincts for her son. "Mrs. Gada, I understand your concern," he began carefully, choosing his words. "But eyewitness accounts from teachers and students corroborate the incident. Aarav intervened when he saw the boys bullying a younger girl. His actions, while well-intentioned, resulted in physical altercation."
Daya's expression softened slightly as she processed the information. She knew Aarav was compassionate and had a strong sense of justice, traits she admired in him. Yet, the seriousness of the situation couldn't be ignored.
"Aarav," she turned to her son, her voice gentler now but tinged with concern. "Is this true? Did you get into a fight?"
Aarav met his mother's gaze, nodding slowly. "Yes, Mom," he admitted quietly. "I saw them picking on the girl, and I couldn't just stand by. I wanted to help her."
Daya sighed, conflicted between pride in her son's courage and worry over the consequences. "Aarav, you know we don't condone violence," she reminded him firmly. "But I understand why you did what you did."
The principal interjected, attempting to steer the conversation towards a resolution. "Mrs. Gada, I assure you we take these matters seriously. While I understand Aarav's motives, there are protocols—"
Daya cut him off with a raised hand, her patience wearing thin. "I appreciate your concern, but I will handle this matter with my son," she asserted firmly. "Aarav, we will discuss this at home. Thank you, Principal, for bringing this to my attention."
As the principal delivered the verdict, Daya listened with a mixture of disappointment and resolve. "Madam, your son will be suspended from school for two weeks, and he will also need to apologize to the student he hurt," he explained, his tone firm yet sympathetic.
Daya nodded, processing the consequences. She wasn't pleased that Aarav would be missing school, but she understood the importance of accountability and discipline. "And what about the bullies?" she asked pointedly, her voice tinged with frustration.
The principal hesitated briefly before answering. "They will be suspended for one week," he replied, aware of the disparity in punishment. The decision seemed to ignite a simmering anger in Daya, who couldn't fathom why the bullies received a lesser punishment than her son.
With a clenched jaw, Daya turned to Aarav and took hold of his hand firmly. Before they could leave the office, they were approached by a girl and a boy who seemed familiar. The girl spoke first, addressing Aarav directly.
"Thank you," she said earnestly, her voice soft yet filled with gratitude. "My name is Meher Dagli, and this is my brother, Manav Dagli."
Aarav was momentarily stunned, recognizing their names from his memories of the future adventures of Balveer. Meher and Manav were key figures in those tales, individuals of bravery and kindness. Despite his surprise, Aarav managed a smile and nodded in acknowledgment.
"It's nice to meet you, Meher, Manav," he replied sincerely, feeling a sense of connection with these future family members of Balveer.
Meher smiled warmly, sensing Aarav's genuine nature. "You're welcome," she said warmly. "We saw what you did earlier. It takes courage to stand up for others."
Manav nodded in agreement, his expression serious yet appreciative. "You did the right thing," he added, his voice firm.
Daya observed the exchange, her initial anger dissipating as she witnessed the gratitude and support from Meher and Manav. She squeezed Aarav's hand reassuringly, proud of his integrity and courage in defending others.
"Thank you both," Daya said sincerely to Meher and Manav. "It means a lot to us."
As they left the principal's office together, Aarav felt a renewed sense of purpose. Despite the consequences he faced, he knew that standing up for what was right—even if it meant challenging authority—was a principle worth upholding in Gokuldham Society and beyond.
As Aarav and Daya returned home from the school, the atmosphere in Gokuldham Society was charged with tension and indignation. Jethalal, having heard the news from Daya, was visibly upset. His anger reverberated through their home as he paced back and forth, muttering under his breath about the unfairness of the school's decision.
"All parents were angry at the school, not just me," Jethalal fumed, his voice filled with frustration. "How could they suspend Aarav for two weeks when he was only trying to protect someone? And those bullies, getting off with just one week? It's outrageous!"
Daya nodded in agreement, her own disappointment evident. "It's unjust," she agreed firmly. "Aarav did what any responsible person would do—stand up against bullies. Punishing him like this sends the wrong message."
In Gokuldham Society, word of the incident had spread like wildfire. The members of Tapu Sena, along with their parents and even other residents, gathered in solidarity. They voiced their discontent with the school's decision, rallying around Aarav and his family.
Bhide, who had initially been critical of Tapu's influence on Aarav, now stood staunchly by their side. "This is unacceptable!" he exclaimed, his usually mild-mannered demeanor replaced by righteous anger. "Aarav did what was right. He shouldn't be punished for that."
Taarak Mehta, known for his wisdom and diplomacy, added his voice to the chorus of support. "The school needs to reconsider its stance," he stated calmly but firmly. "Aarav displayed courage and integrity. That should be acknowledged and celebrated, not penalized."
Dr. Hathi, his booming voice resonating with sincerity, spoke up next. "As a community, we must stand together for justice," he declared, his words drawing nods of agreement from those gathered.
Sodhi, always quick to show solidarity, raised his hand in a fist pump. "We won't let them get away with this injustice!" he proclaimed passionately.
As the residents of Gokuldham Society voiced their support, Aarav felt a swell of gratitude and determination. Despite the adversity he faced, he knew he wasn't alone. Surrounded by friends who had become family, he drew strength from their unwavering support.
Jethalal finally paused in his pacing, his expression determined. "We will fight this," he declared, his voice firm with resolve. "Aarav deserves justice, and we won't rest until he gets it."
With renewed determination and the solidarity of Gokuldham Society behind them, Aarav and his family prepared to challenge the school's decision and ensure that fairness prevailed.
Aarav looked around at the gathered adults in the room, their expressions a mix of anger and determination to seek justice on his behalf. He knew they were all rallying behind him, ready to take action against the school's decision. But Aarav, wise beyond his years with the knowledge from his previous life and the Iron Man System, raised a hand to calm them.
"Please, enough," he began, his voice steady but earnest. "I appreciate all of your support, but let's not escalate this further. Calling the police or attacking the school won't solve anything. It might only complicate matters."
Jethalal opened his mouth to protest, but Aarav continued before anyone else could interject.
"I know you're all angry, and I am too," Aarav admitted, his gaze unwavering. "But let's give the school some time. Let's handle this calmly and with patience. I believe we can resolve this without resorting to extreme measures."
Daya nodded in agreement, pride evident in her eyes at Aarav's maturity and composure. "He's right," she said firmly, addressing the group. "Let's trust that justice will prevail in due time. Aarav needs our support now more than ever."
The adults exchanged hesitant glances, torn between their desire to defend Aarav and respect his wishes. After a moment of tense silence, Taarak Mehta spoke up, his voice measured and diplomatic as always.
"Aarav, you have shown remarkable courage and wisdom," Taarak Mehta said, his tone conveying both admiration and reassurance. "If you believe in patience, then so shall we. Let us follow your lead."
Dr. Hathi, his booming voice softened by empathy, chimed in next. "We will support you, Aarav," he said warmly. "Whatever you decide, we are with you."
Sodhi, known for his passionate spirit, nodded vigorously. "Aarav is right. Let's not rush into things," he agreed, his voice resolute yet understanding.
Bhide, still visibly upset but respecting Aarav's wishes, sighed heavily. "Very well," he conceded reluctantly. "But we will continue to monitor the situation closely."
With a collective nod of agreement, the adults in Gokuldham Society reluctantly agreed to hold off on any drastic actions. They would trust in Aarav's judgment and give the school the opportunity to reconsider its decision.
Aarav felt a sense of relief knowing that his words had been heeded. He knew that maintaining peace and avoiding unnecessary conflict was crucial not only for his current predicament but also for the success of his future plans, including his ambitious project to create Jarvis.
As the tension eased in the room, Aarav turned to his twin brother Tapu, offering him a small smile of gratitude. Tapu returned the gesture, silently acknowledging the bond and understanding between them.
With the support of his family and the community behind him, Aarav felt ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. He was determined to prove himself, not just as Tapu's twin brother, but as someone who could make a difference in Gokuldham Society and beyond.
The next day, Aarav sat at the breakfast table, eating his food quietly. Across from him, Tapu was slouching and playing with his food, clearly not interested in behaving. Their father, Jethalal, entered the room, looking stern.
"Tapu, today you're coming with me to the shop," Jethalal announced. "You need to learn proper manners and some discipline."
As they were about to leave, Aarav quickly stepped in front of Tapu. "Dad, you can't take him to the shop like that. It's considered child labor," Aarav explained.
Jethalal frowned, not quite understanding. "Child labor? What are you talking about, Aarav?"
Aarav took a deep breath, trying to explain in simpler terms. "It's against the law for kids to work in shops. You could get into trouble for it."
Tapu, catching on to what Aarav was saying, grinned mischievously. "Thanks, Aarav," he said, giving his twin a quick hug.
As Aarav turned away, he heard a familiar ding in his head and saw the system notification.
[You have gotten 30 points for changing the episode. Now Tapu will intentionally report Jethalal for child labor.]
At that moment, Aarav felt a wave of frustration. He knew his interference had unintended consequences. "Great," he muttered to himself, feeling like he had made a mistake.
Resigned to letting things play out naturally for a while, Aarav went to his room. He decided it was best to avoid further meddling and let episodes 3-5 proceed as they would have originally. He needed to be more strategic and cautious with his actions.
To be continued
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