Chapter 1 – A Regular Monday at DPS RK Puram The bell rang at 7:55 a.m. and the courtyard of Delhi Public School, RK Puram, buzzed with the usual morning rush. Priya Sharma, a bright‑eyed Class‑10 student with a habit of doodling tiny hearts in the margins of her notebooks, slipped through the crowd, her backpack thudding rhythmically against her shoulders.
A few hands went up. “I would have forwarded it because I thought it was funny,” said Rohan, a Class‑9 student. “But after hearing about it, I see how it could be harmful.” dps rkpuram girl mms
Mrs. Banerjee smiled. “That’s exactly the kind of responsibility we want to see. Remember: a single share can turn a harmless clip into a viral rumor. Always ask yourself— Is this helpful? Is it true? Is it respectful? ” Chapter 1 – A Regular Monday at DPS
Priya felt a quiet pride. She had turned a moment of uncertainty into an opportunity for her whole school to learn. Meera gave her a high‑five during lunch, whispering, “You saved us all from a digital mess, Priya!” A few hands went up
The audience clapped, and the message spread far beyond the walls of the classroom—just the way Priya hoped it would, but this time, deliberately and responsibly.
She turned on the laptop and, using the school’s security software, traced the MMS metadata. It turned out the video had been sent from a temporary number registered in Delhi, but the origin could not be identified beyond that.
Priya decided to take a cautious route. She saved the video to a private folder on her phone, then walked straight to the school office. The corridors were filled with students chatting, lockers clanking, and the faint hum of the air‑conditioner. “Good morning, Ma’am,” Priya said, handing the phone to Mrs. Banerjee, the IT coordinator.