I woke up haphazardly in the morning with the last night incidents still playing vividly in my mind.As I tried to come in terms with what happened I remembered that I had my Hindi exam and I hadn't studied a thing.
Walking to the school was the worst nightmare . Firstly I hadn't studied a bit for the exam and secondly I was startled about the 'Rishikesh rae thing.' Matter to be urgently reported to Oorja and Pratishtha
I urgently told them about all that happened.
"uhm....so whats 3171?" Oorja asked.
"I don't know...I guess it's some codeword" I said.
"Codeword for what?" She asked.
"I don't know!" I replied.
"and the letter...?" Pratishtha asked.
I did not have any patience to answer any more questions.I was just as confused myself. I blankly stared at her.
"and what...?" Oorja began
"STOP! I don't know anything guys! It is as mysterious to me as it is to you!!" I angrily replied.
"Alright...what should we do now?" Oorja asked diverting attention from the topic.She could sense my anxiety.
"Study.Tomorrow is the algebra exam."Pratishtha said.
"What...What...What..? I asked nearly 3 times. I had forgotten that there was a test the day after.
To me Algebra was equivalent to King Cobra.
***
As I returned back home from the school I rummaged my bag to find my algebra book.Much to my horror I realized that I had left it in the school. For a moment I considered not studying but the very sight of my mother made me change my mind and I decided to go back to school to find it.
"Uhm...Mom?" I asked my mom coyly.
"yes.." She looked at me.
"Could you take me to school?...I have left my algebra book there" I said
She almost immediately started scolding me .How I wished I could have ear buds with me so that I could have covered my ears!
After a session of scolding,she drove me to school.
I jumped off and raced down my school hall.
I stopped short after hearing voices coming from a classroom. It was 5:00 clock in the evening.Who could be there? I did not care to bother. My first priority right now was my book. I raced down to my classroom.As I entered the class...I was in for yet another rude shock.
Glasses strewn on the floor broken ...laid a person unconscious.
And at once I knew who it was.
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Summer of '13
قصص المراهقينSummer of 2013.Something happened. A mystery.A murder.Which is not a common experience for commoners.Meet Vishnupriya, a clumsy teenage girl who could write pages about her emotions but never get bored.Now meet Oorja sakrey,a sarcastic girl who find...
