So, this is a story based on my life. It was a time when I was about 14 years old and I was in 8th standard, as I was weak in mathematics. Because of the hard marking of the teachers, one of our neighbour told my mom about a woman who used give tuition classes to the students studying in 6th to 10th class.
Soon after my neighbour's suggestion my mom decided to talk to that Tutor and then me and my sister with our mom, went to their home. And when we reached there, the room was filled with students, and the students sitting there were of different classes, and I saw that they were studying less but were enjoying more there, the woman told my mom that I have many students, you should talk to my brother for this, he will help you. She showed us the path and told us to go upwards and as per the instructions we went to the another room.
There was a black-skinned toned man with long hairs and long nails, when I saw him, I got afraid of his nails and hairs, he was just looking similar to the witch whose stories every kid has listened in his/her childhood. But when he started speaking, I noticed that he only looks like a witch, his...