The room was quiet, the fan above creaking slowly as Kartik sank onto the bed, his limbs aching from a long day at work. Just as his eyes were about to close, his phone buzzed on the side table.
He glanced at the screen.
"Naitik Sir ," he muttered and sat up quickly, swiping to answer.
"Hello, Kartik beta," says Naitik warmly.
"Hello sir, what happened? All well " asks Kartik, trying not to sound too tired.
"Actually, I called to ask you something important," says Naitik seriously.
"Sure, tell me Sir, whats important " asks Kartik.
"Can you teach Naira coding? Java, to be specific, Actually she is facing problems in programming" says Naitik.
Kartik blinked.
"Java? Me? How can I teach her Java , Her college teachers are better than me , hire a tutor for her " says Kartik.
"Kartik , I know that you are good in computers and coding . And she really needs help. Will you teach her after her college hours? Its a request please " says Naitik
"I can... but I already get exhausted at work. It will be so difficult for me to manage, I get free from office after working from 9 to 5 and then I directly go home because I get tired " says Kartik truthfully.
"No problem, beta. She can come to your home. That way you dont have to go anywhere else " suggests Naitik
"Okay...Then send her to my home . I will teach her coding skills , I think then Starting from today is fine," says Kartik.
"Great. Thank you so much Kartik , Now I will inform her too and send her to your address," says Naitik
" Okay sir " says Kartik
" Bye " says Naitik
Kartik then cuts the call
Kartik stared at the phone for a moment.
"I will be Teaching her coding? This is going to be... Boring ," he muttered.
Meanwhile, Naira's phone buzzed in her car as she drove home.
She tapped her Air Pods.
"I am driving home, Papa," says Naira, a bit distracted.
"Change your route. Go to the address I have messaged," says Naitik firmly.
"Why?" asks Naira
"You are going to Kartik's house. He is going to teach you Java coding." tells Naitik
"Why will he teach at his house " says Naira, shocked.
"If you want his help in learning something then you should take the pains of going to his house " says Naitik
Naira cuts the call
Naira opened the message and sighed.
"Great. Now I have to go to his useless home everyday " she mumbled while turning her car.
After some times she stops her car
The apartment building was tiny, with cracked walls and no lift.
Naira walked up the stairs with her heels clicking loudly.
She rang the bell on the second floor.
Kartik opened it
He was dressed in a plain T-shirt and track pants.
"Your 1BHK flat does not even has a lift," says Naira while stepping in without waiting.
"Come in and sit," says Kartik while ignoring her rude tone.
She flopped on the sofa, looking around with a frown.
"This is so... basic," says Naira, muttering under her breath.
Kartik returned from the kitchen with a glass of water and handed it to her.
She took one sip and suddenly spit it out while coughing.
"This is not RO mineral water," says Naira, wiping her lips.
"It is tap water," says Kartik plainly.
"I only drink mineral water. Evian, Bisleri. Not this!" says Naira
Kartik just looked at her silently.
" No problem I have my own water bottle , No need to give me water from Tomorow " says Naira
"You wanted to learn coding from me ? " he asks calmly.
"Yes," says Naira while folding her arms
"Where is your laptop?" asks Kartik.
"At home," says Naira without a care.
"How will you learn then? Bring it from tomorrow. Today I will teach you on my office laptop." says Kartik
He went to his room, leaving her alone.
Naira looked around and mumbled,
"This is like... Old home vibes , So non classy house and so small " thinks she in her mind
Kartik came back and sat next to her with the laptop. He opened it and began setting things up.
Naira turned to him.
"How do you even know Java?" asks Naira, genuinely curious.
"I was good at studies. But could never continue after 12th." tells Kartik
"Why?" asks Naira softly.
"No money. No support after my parents died." tells Kartik
She paused.
"I am so... sorry," says Naira sadly .
"No need to show sympathy to me," says Kartik while not looking at her.
"I was rude earlier. With the water and everything... I am just used to a different lifestyle." says Naira
"Hmmm ,Okay " says Kartik while downloading BlueJ.
"But I mean it. I am sorry," says Naira again.
Kartik stayed silent. Then he spoke as he typed.
"Java is an object-oriented programming language. First, we download BlueJ, then start with basic structure." tells Kartik
Naira leaned in, watching the screen.
"So, what is a class?" asks Naira.
"A class is a template. You use it to create objects" tells Kartik
"Okay, so how do you write one?" asks Naira
He started typing:
"What is 'public static void main'?" asks Naira
"That is the main function. It is where Java starts execution." tells Kartik
"And what's 'System.out.println'?" asks Naira
"Thats a command to print something on the screen." tells Kartik
" Just like if I will give you any command you will listen " asks Naira
"Hmm." says Kartik
"Okay... this is kinda cool," says Naira while smiling.
"You seem surprised," says Kartik.
"Because I thought I will hate this coding " says Naira.
"And now?" asks Kartik
"Now I hate it a little less," says Naira with a smirk.
They both chuckled lightly.
After half an hour, she leaned back.
"My brain hurts," says Naira while rubbing her forehead.
"Okay dont do drama we will stop here for today," says Kartik.
He closed the laptop and placed it aside.
Naira stood up and picked her bag.
"You explained so well," says Naira.
"Thanks," says Kartik
"Do you always act this serious?" asks Naira.
"Do you always act this dramatic?" replies Kartik.
" Bye " says Naira
She stopped at the door and looked at him.
"Bring your laptop tomorrow. And water bottle if you hate Tap water," says Kartik.
"I will," says Naira.
Then, after a pause, she added softly.
"Also, thank you." says Naira
"For what?" asks Kartik
"For not judging me. For teaching me." says Naira emotionally
Naira goes away
Kartik watched the closed door for a moment.
And then he closes it with a smile on his face
He then cooks his dinner eats it and sleeps
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