Chapter 3: The Lost One
(Good evening viewers breaking news coming from defence ministry. the North Eastern states in high alert ahead of Independence day celebration...)
then * Boom *
Mr. Monhani jumped of from sofa.
Rush towards the outside.Well It was a high deciball cracker.
All the Respective house masters gathered at the spot.
But they are not fortunate enough to witness the culprit.
"This little brats are too much." Mr. singh sighed at frustration.
"I think we should conduct a meeting with students. atleast for formalities. Anyway we all know nobody will gonna be "whistle blower". Science teacher Mr. Prasad stated.
Meanwhile Inside the hostel.
Abish and Manish staring at the crowd of House masters through the curtains and begins to mimic them with imaginary dialogues.
all the juniours in the house begin to laugh out loud.
"Aish dickheads shut up. Bulldog will show up to slay us." Manish yelled at juniour.
"Knock Knock"
"Ssh.. Ssh" Manish single to be quite to all the boys..
he opens up the door for God sake its Bulldog ........
As the moon looks brighter in this evening, I felt as if its reminding me of my brighter past days. Also it brought the regrets from the memories of the day I missed my oppurtunity to begin my soccer career. At this moment that goal I concede for a poor through intercepted by opponents striker still vivid that I hardly can distinct from current reality. I know this yellowish tube of dendrite has a lot to contribution to this feelings. Deep inside I know how horrificly its effecting my health and thought processing of my mind. But from the day I inhale this substance for the very first time. Its become my companion, So I never wanted to give this up for my health sake nor I have any plans to give it up in near future. The excuse I have is that I have no one to fall back. But fundamental reason I inhale this substance that crippling my health and brain cells, because I feel good to be sad, to alone, to forget this rush of the people around me and most importantly I am addicted to pity my self for my incompotence.
"Oi Dipankar. are you there?" the familiar voice of Dev brought me a little sense of reality..
"Over hear, pal"
"hey, you through that polythene away. Bulldog is at your house and guess what he's looking for you." he said In an intense voice. I am sure its can't be a prank.
Dipankar about to rush to his house. but then something comes to his mind and went inside the SSB house.
To be continued..
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