The memorable last day-II


74 students, one Auditorium, no trainer and lights out. Somebody falls and rolls down upto the stage.A painful wail is heard.Scroll below to find out what happens next.You can read the first part here.

THE MINDBOGGLING FINALE

Let me rewind the sudden loud thud and someone rolling down towards the stage, in slow motion. The turn of events for that restless multitude bumping into each other could not have led to anything different. It was romantic Ruchi and jolly Jyoti who first collided and then in the hurry to stabilize herself, Ruchi stepped on someone’s feet, and as she moved a bit trying to find space in the dim light, her feet got tangled with the wires alongside the wall and she fell backwards. Fortunately, Arvinder caught her in time. But then, sarcastic Saksham standing just behind her lost his balance and slipped. This time, Shivam came to his buddy’s rescue. It could have been a ‘dil mein ladoo phuta’ moment as in a Cadbury shots Advertisement for many onlookers, but the horror filled in the air had frozen everyone’s thinking ability beyond getting out of there safely.

Thus, after so many fails, it was only Vasudha from Mumbai who could succeed in falling straight on the carpeted floor. We were very surprised to see her lying down as if she was resting on her bed!

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The memorable last day


It was 10 AM sharp. It was the last and the 15th day of the Management and Communication skill (MCS)class. A crowd stood at the entrance, waiting to sign their attendance sheet. Getting one’s signatures on this sheet was a no less than a victory, because the attendance could not be marked even a minute after 10.

There was a certain level of excitement and joy that filled the air today. Being a mandatory training course, some of us were really delighted that it was finally the last day.  Many like Shreya were happy that they would not be  made to get up in the chilly winter mornings from the next day onwards, while others were happy that the day would mark the end of their woes of not getting an off to go back to their home towns.

We were a huge batch of 74, with people coming from far and wide.We were really a remarkable blend of diverse backgrounds and personalities.To add to this great mix, there was a Deepak from Nepal, Komal from Dehra, Vasudha from Mumbai, and rest were from different cities of Punjab.

But it was this ‘rest’ group, which was most active in promoting their own towns and cities. Read More

The night at the Decoy


It was a no moon that night, and amidst the eerie darkness and the howling winds, a beam of light  was seen dispelling the darkness.

It was Jiah, rushing home .

‘ Mum must be tensed, at least I should inform her that I’m on the way home’ she thought.

She stopped the scooter to call home. All of a sudden, she heard a faint cry, It sounded something familiar yet mysterious. Then she heard it again.

” No, it doesn’t sound like  a baby…it’s more like that of a big bird..like an ostrich or an emu..” She thought. She was amazed at the prospect of an ostrich at the mansion nearby, from which the sound seemed to emanate.

Lured to check it out, she started towards the gate of the mansion. She hadn’t seen such a huge and beautiful house all her life. As she was lost in the thoughts of the mansion and the cries, Suddenly, the gate slid open as if prompting her to enter.

” It’s the Wind, maybe.” Jiah thought.

The aura of the place seemed to beckon her. She stepped inside in a trance. Strong fragrance of roses hung in the air. Half consciously, she walked up to the front door. It was a huge wooden double door, intricately carved at the corners, with a mysterious knocker and a fascinating door handle.She especially liked the hand palm shaped door handle , open wide, reckoning her to hold it .
Then out of the blue, the sound came again, clear and distinct. But now the cry sounded more like that of a woman.She was pondering over this when the loud ringing of her phone broke her flow if thoughts. It was her tensed mother calling to inquire about her whereabout. Jiah, who was  till now smitten by the aura of the mansion, got back to square one where she had to get back home.

“Sorry mom, I’ll be home in a jiffy.” She replied hurriedly and hung up the call. She had just started back towards the gate, when the door cracked open and someone pulled Jiah inside.

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