Bonus 4.

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Zaryab and Zeedan were sitting opposite each other. A few books and notebooks were resting on the table and they were lost in the pages of books. 

Zeedan was looking at the wall clock now and then but Zaryab did not lift his eyes from his paper even once in those two hours. Shifa entered the room with two mugs of hot chocolate milk and some freshly baked cookies loaded with almonds, raisins and cashew nuts. This was the only way to feed nuts to these brats. She drew out time to cook for them and always added something nutritious to their fast foods. She loved cooking ever since, but now it wasn't her love anymore,  it was a necessity. Her children loved junk food but she couldn't see them destroying their healthy bodies to satisfy a little organ called the tongue. She was deceiving her children for many years by feeding them pizza with homemade sauces and pizza base with loads of veggies and cottage cheese instead of processed cheese, and soda cans were replaced by milkshakes or homemade fruit drinks with added soda water to satisfy their desire to have something fizzy. 

She was giving her best as a mother just like she had given her best as a daughter, a wife and a daughter-in-law.

"Take a little break." placing the tray of milk and cookies in between the boys she announced but Zeedan shook his head and hurried up.  "I wanna go to Nanu, I'll finish this homework and go." he just glanced at his mother and Shifa couldn't help but embrace him tightly as if he were a teddy. An underweight teddy with big hair. "Mera pyara bachcha... Take a break.  I'll tell Dad to wait for you. He won't leave you here." Kissing his head Shifa moved back and looked at Zaryan who was already picking up a cookie while his eyes were still fixed on the maths problem. 

His brows furrowed, and his facial expressions were serious... No one could say he was a 10-year-old. Munching on the cookie with his right hand he wrote something with his left hand and Shifa muffled his hair lovingly but he grimaced while pushing her hand away. "Mumma please, let me study." without lifting his gaze he muttered with irritation.

"Zaryab take a break beta."

"Don't disturb me," he muttered while putting the half-bitten cookie back and Shifa looked at her both sons. They both were unexpectedly bright students. Zaryab was crazy about maths and physics. In his free time, he used to watch YouTube to gain knowledge about maths and physics. It wasn't usual for a fifth-standard student to learn those topics but he enjoyed that.

Zeedan was half like his mother... Good at studies and half like his father best in communication skills. He knew the art of winning hearts with his words. He used to give speeches and participate in debates. He was the youngest student to be selected to represent his school in a science exhibition on a distinct level. He was Shifa's little heart. She loved him more than anyone in this world, even more than his Father.

"Mumma," Zaryab finally looked up. "Yeah?"

"Can we calculate the distance travelled between two places without even measuring?" Zaryab asked and Shifa thought for a moment then grabbed a pencil from his hand.

"See, we have an expression for this. Speed is always equal to the distance travelled divided by the time taken." sitting beside him Shifa started explaining a concept that was going to be introduced in his schools after almost two years and he was listening to everything carefully.

"Now I understand." he smiled. "Mumma, we know the distance between the sun and the earth... We know the time taken by Earth to revolve around the sun... So we can calculate its speed using the same formula... Right?" Zaryab asked and Shifa gave him a loving look. 

"Umm... Yes, you can but you will have to do some big calculations. Earth revolves around the sun in a circular motion, so the distance here will be calculated by finding out the circumference of Earth's orbit. Moreover, you don't know anything about SI units of measurement... So, leave it for now." Shifa didn't want to demotivate this boy so she halted him from doing some more research.

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