Sitting in the lap of crime, there was this concept of sin in the brain of a twelve year old. How could he possibly think of good will when he was taking his training in the crime of mafia? He shared his schooling with many others of his age in a private school. He was sure enough able to afford it conveniently. As for many others from the same institution, they were differently fashioned. They were taught how to do hard work. And how could they not have been taught as they were sent to such a reputed institution after heavy expenditure. But this one kid was sure alone. He was not treated well by the teachers owing to the fact that they knew of his evil mind. He was not able to play with his classmates. Most thought that he could teach them nothing but sin and crime.

One day the young boy returned home from his school. He was feeling dizzy due to the school folk and now he had all of a sudden started feeling lonely. He was depressed to see all rejoice and enjoy together while he would stay alone and regret his lonely being. He was in need of some help. He went down to his father. The boy surely wanted some care and nice words of sympathy. Sure enough was his Dad moved and so it was decided that some of the students be kidnapped. But it would make the situation further miserable. So the boy tried to change the mind of his father. But then his father thought that it would be a better idea to kidnap his class in charge. Once again the boy was ashamed of his own family. He did not want a worsened situation. But how could he change the mind of his father?

Next day at school, the teacher did not show up on time. The boy got scared. So he let his friends know about the entire thing and wanted them to support him in order to rescue their teacher. The reaction, however, was not much good. They thought that he was just boasting of his strength. How could he assure them? And actually he was not able to. The teacher finally did appear in a while. All the boys gave a roar of laughter and narrated the incident to the teacher. He was not less amused. It was a kind of real life joke to them all. And the teacher for spreading rumours charged the poor lad. He tried to explain but was misunderstood again. At last he gave a loud cry and expressed in both woe and anger that if this were so let it be. He should not bother any circumstances. He was still riddled.

Within seconds there were some masked terrorists in the building. And before somebody was able to get hold of them, they opened fire. And the first one to receive the bullet was the class in charge. There were shouts and stampede. Finally the young boy moved out of the mob. He started his journey back home. This time he was not alone. He had found the company of his father’s loyal workers.