
Red isn’t my favourite colour . Even if it is ,I wouldn’t admire a wall painted with ‘red blood’ of my fellow student. Vairam moaned in anguish. A bullet piercing through the skin ,colliding with the knee cap , disrupting the linkage of a bone is a hell of painful experience lived alive. I pity Vairam for that. But luckily the terrorist missed to kill him, may be distracted because of the pandemonium around him. He steadied his gun to fire again this time determined to kill him.
“Please please . Don’t do it!! . We’ll listen to what you say. Please spare him “ Vishak interrupted .
The terrorist gripped his gun tightly and slowly loosened it , as though the words slowly sunk into his mind.
“To all of you this is my last warning. Do what I say and be where I tell you to be “ the terrorist barked.
I am put with all my dear classmates in the confinement of four walls and a ceiling with an animal guarding the door from outside. Once again with all these people , but this time without a choice . The ‘grandiose’ lab amused me but the situation I am in dreaded me. Vairam rested on one corner of the lab, half conscious.
The room looked eerie to me even in the presence of people with whom I am more than acquainted . I wondered if its meaningful to proclaim that we feel comfortable with some one rather than approving the fact that its the circumstances that make people comfortable together.
The fairer sex of my class sniveled. But the boys maintained their ‘manliness’ ,pathetically burdened by the social compulsion that men shouldn’t cry. But ironically God forgot to detach the tear glands from men. My friends prayed sincerely , expecting a miracle to happen.
“What the hell are we gonna do now?” Jas shouted and pulled me out of my thoughts. I finally realized that I am really a ‘day dreamer’.
“What else can we do ? Just keep ourselves down” Shankar replied.
“Fuck! We are kept captives in our own college” shouted Sudharsan in his own style.
It slowly turned into a messy quarrel each blaming someone else for what has happened. It reached a point , that I couldn’t just keep numb.
“Enough” I shouted involuntarily “Come on guys stop lamenting”
Everybody looked at me. I turned to the girls and said “Stop crying like girls”.
They gave me a sheepish look
“I…. I mean like coward girls!!” .Thank god !! I put the words right.
I continued “We got a problem, we need to face it. There is no place for cowards in this battle of life. If we need to live we need to kill our fears”.
“Yes.. he is right we should listen to his plan” Mano spoke for me , which also confused me.
“What plan?” I asked
“you were saying something ….” Mano responded.
“I just said that to keep you guys up , I don’t have any plan whatsoever “
Everyone stared at me. I know , I did the most stupidest thing in the most weirdest place.
“But I got a plan “ Aashish interrupted and saved me.
“What is it?” Ramya enquired or perhaps ordered I should say.
“Well the idea may seem stupid…” Aashish started to spell out his plan
“Ya its stupid” Pradi said with a stern look, perhaps he does not expect an ingenious plan from his room mate.
“Hey but I dint tell the plan yet “
Everyone alive there laughed. A momentary respite . Is this what fun is? Is this what joy in the most ‘pain in the ass’ day?. NO, this is what being an youngster . We can just laugh away our problems . Everything is fun , even our heartaches.
“Did you all just note , Iyer and that terrorist look similar in their built. …. So if we trap him and make Nirmal exchange place with him , we get some chances” Aashish dictated his plan to us.
“Oh come on this is a scene from a ‘captain’ movie “ Dc joked.
“But it may work” Guru responded instantly.
So after much thinking we finally agree d to his plan.
“But how do we trap that monster out there” Aparna questioned , sounding really logical though.
“Hey just a minute” Swarna said and searched her bag and finally took out a small tin which looked like a petit body spray.”Its pepper spray, we just have to spray it on his eyes and get him”
“Why… Why do you bring this to college” VK asked, seems little frightened.
“Naaa.. I just attended a self defence program last month. They gave me this”
“Oh!! Fine “ VK smiled.
We were set ready with our plans . Some one had to stand behind the door when the terrorist would come in , we would just spray it , pounce on him and take control .
----------------------------15 minutes later------------------------
Everthing went as planned. So here we were . Nirmal in his new outfit.
“You don’t have to do this if you wish not to” Shankar spoke to Nirmal on behalf of all.
“NO I’ll do it”
Our first move has begun . Mission POWERELEX!!!!!
- TO BE CONTINUED
hey this is gng on very well!!.. good job.. i'm waitin for the next part!!!..
ReplyDeleteI have to appreciate u for the fact that u r trying to bring in all our classmates.... usually ve write poems giving each one an apt adjective but u have gone a step ahead....well be a trend setter...
ReplyDeleteU used all names aptly n in right order especially VK name after 'SWAR...'
ReplyDeleteajay u are shapin up well.gr8 work.keep rockin.
ReplyDeleteThank you everbody :) But one small thing , when you post a comment give your name. Its really obnoxious to give comments without a name esp:- when you comment about some one in specific.
ReplyDeletehey its goin good.. continue.. vijay vignesh ingayum late entry ah? innum varalaye :P
ReplyDeleteHey ajay,,,sorry for the late post dude... couldn't connect to net for some days....going gr8...i jus coudln't help laughing in the part where VK is frightened....
ReplyDeletehai ajay its really going gud... Sorry i'm just nw reading it... Everything makes to remember our class room again.. Yo'r using everyone's character at their correct place... gud work buddy go ahead...
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