“I want her to fight with me even though she knows she can’t
beat me with her strength but her love; I want her to make promises, break
them; I want her to obstruct me with her childish tantrums but never leave me
alone; I want her to guide me to make the right decision; I want her to just
play with her hair with her fingers and never hide her dazzling eyes with the
specs she own; I want her to be at her worst without even the normal makeup; I
want her to cuddle with me even though her nose is red and she is sick; I want
her to scold me whenever something good has happened to me and help me do
better; I want her to make me the reason for her smile; I want her, her to be
there…Just be there in my every ups and downs.” With every sips of coffee I was dreaming about
Zoya, the love of my life and waiting for my friend Rex in a nearby café to
enter into our new college.
The summer was just about to bid good bye and the raindrops
were trying to soothe up the temperature along with the friendship of thunder
and lightning. The new session were on welcoming the new batches and bidding
farewell to the senior batches at “Roadside School of Arts”.
The new session was about to start with some new faces and
the second last semester promoted to the last semester.
I along with Rex was excited to step into a new phase of
undergraduate degree. We were ready to dive into a new level of education.
The roads have been inviting for the people to travel but
the weather had been crying its tears out making it tough for them to get out
of the house. The soothing weather sometimes would act like a cooler as the
season followed the summer.
Rex was finally there where we decided to meet. Rex,
shrugging off his jacket and closing his umbrella and placing it beside the
table, resting it on the chair, “Sorry Sean, the weather and the traffic, I am
sorry man.”
“It’s okay” I just replied with a smile even though I knew
he has always been the super late of our group since the high school.
He then ordered for a cup of coffee and was rubbing his
hands to offer it, the warmth of friction. Rex was fair, five feet 10 inch guy,
with his big, wide geeky spectacles; he has always been very good at studies,
and his heart always kind and helpful as always.
We both stood up as the clock had already struck 8:55, Rex
proceeded to the payment counter to pay for the coffee and I, a little bit
shorter than Rex, was standing behind him.
We hurriedly rushed out of the café and entered the college
premises. We thought the steps inside the college would gift us with something
good but we didn’t know that the dark clouds were already there waiting to
overshadow our rays of happiness.
The college seemed pretty fun in the first hours and Rex and
me could be together for only one class as the subjects we chose were
different. Rex was always concentrating on studies and no matter what always in
a hurry for everything. Maybe the nerd and studious people tend to do
everything faster than the normal assholes.
Rex, who was going for his next class was arranging
something in his closet, couldn’t see the person standing behind him and
collided with him. He was a fat spoiled brat and Rex couldn’t blame anyone for
his unluckiness. The fat brat whose name was Kyle whose face turned reddish
with anger and was about to strangle Rex when Rex uttered, “I am sorry” in a
low tone.
“Messing with the seniors on the first day, you keep that
shit face away from me, the next time.” He let him go with a grin on his face.
Kyle had two other people, Lance and Hibbert with him
laughing at the poor Rex, both of them were his puppets of sycophancy. They all
left patting Rex’s head hard and teasing him.
Rex was okay after a few minutes as he thought that they
would let the minor mistakes go away and was ready for his next class. The
classes for that day were over and I finally met Rex after the classes.
Rex headed towards home and I could finally meet Zoya so I
called her and decided to meet at the same old park where we used to meet.
The date was too short as the time couldn’t cooperate with
us and Zoya had to leave early so the day was over for me finally and my feet
wanted me to go home and let them rest for a while as they seemed pretty tired.
Rex was staring at the sky thinking about the first day and
hoping for something good to happen in the future and finally decided to let
his eyes rest for the day.
The next day, he woke up to call me to meet him at the same
place ten minutes before the classes start. We met at the same place and headed
towards our respective classes. Rex, on his way had to pass through Kyle and
his gang and he was not sure if he could take that way or not after the last
day’s incident.
Rex was about to turn back and had decided not to face them
but to his utmost bad luck, one of Kyle’s gang member, Hibbert saw him and
informed Kyle about Rex; Kyle then shouted,” hey you nerdy idiot, get your
fucking ass out here!”
Rex was terrified with the sweats rolling down his forehead;
he turned back and walked slowly towards Kyle.
Kyle with a laugh, supported by two of his followers,
grabbed his collar and pushed him, “That was for yesterday”
“Can I leave now?” Rex said with his head down and begging
for permission to leave.
“You can but I want you to run around this ground for five
times first.” Kyle Said and Lance snatched his bags and passed it to Hibbert.
“Please Sir, I am getting late for my class.” Rex was
uttering some words and gazing the situation with his big wide specs.
“What class? We are the class you must concentrate from now
on.” Lance pushed him with a warning.
Rex had no other option but to run around that huge
playground for five times. After the fifth round his heart was beating faster
and the respiration seemed to become uneasy for him as he had some kind of Asthma
problem.
Rex then came begging them to let him go; they all laughed
at him and threw the bag on his face, “you better practice, we’ll meet soon.”
They left with a threat.
Rex then went to the washroom to wash his miserable face and
went to attend his class and he got scolded for his late arrival and he couldn’t
enter he class as a punishment.
The other classes went normal but his mind was still
somewhere else as the second day of the college was haunting him like a
recurring nightmare. I could not even find out about his sadness so I decided
to leave him to himself so that he could sort it out himself.
I left Rex after the classes ended for the day as Zoya was
waiting for me outside the college and we needed to spend some time together.
Rex then headed towards home where he was obstructed by Kyle
and his bodyguards who were on their bikes, who threw some sticky gum at Rex
and went away pointing their middle fingers at him, “LOSER!!”
Rex ran back to his home as fast as he could and cried his
tears out for the fate as he knew he couldn’t share it to his parents or even
his friend and he was not strong enough to fight with them.
Rex would always want to dive into tomorrow as hoping the
things would get better. The time passed by and their ragging didn’t stop at
all but increased day by day; Rex couldn’t even talk about it to his friend as
they would threaten to kill him if he talked about their session to anyone.
The change was inevitable but in his case, change was always
expected. The raindrops also couldn’t swipe away his problems with it. He would
curse himself for colliding with the wrong guy on the first day and always
blame his fate for the days he had to go through. I always tried to ask him
what has happened as his grades were degrading but he didn’t even utter a word.
I finally found out after two months about those guys from
other sources and went to meet them, the fatty and the boss always would act
like a villain but a coward from inside as in the movies and the sycophants
were always the entertainment seeker.
“You three stay away from my friend. You are three cowards
pouring your shit tantrums towards a weak link; you touch him again and the
whole school will bid you three goodbyes with an order of expulsion from the
principal.” The words struck with the force of rage and anger.
“…and he is not alone for fuck’s sake.” I left with the
words which stuck them right by their hearts and Kyle was speechless and other
two obviously couldn’t speak as their boss couldn’t utter a word because of the
fear.
I went to Rex to comfort him with a warm hug. “ don’t worry.
They won’t torture you again and you call me a friend? You don’t even share
anything when you needed help from me.”
“…I didn’t expect that from you but I am sorry mate.” I
added.
“Thank you Sean, I was too frightened as they threatened me
to torture me more if I talk about it to anyone.” Rex said.
We both went home after that day and Kyle and his gang didn’t
even show us their faces for the next fifteen days. Then we thought everything
would be normal from now and Rex was also getting back to normal.
At first I’d walk with Rex to his class so that the assholes
wouldn’t threaten him again but after a month when we thought everything was
normal then we head towards our class respectively.
After a month and a half, we didn’t know that the anger had
been stored in Kyle’s heart and they were waiting for the right moment to storm
it out on Rex, their day came finally when they met Rex alone in the washroom.
Rex was just about to leave when Kyle stopped him with a
punch, he was so badly hurt and the rashes would be seen on his face. Rex was
shocked then Lance and Hibbert locked the washroom from inside.
“What did you think? We would let you go that easily, you
told your friend about this and he humiliated us, you got yourself in so much
trouble.” Kyle scared him with his strong words.
“You are a piece of shite, a loser, weak shithead.” Lance
added when Hibbert was standing right next to the door to see if anyone comes.
“You are the compliment to the word ‘Ugly’; you must have
been a mistake made by the God.” Kyle added.
The slaughtering words struck like an arrow right to his
heart which could not even hide his tears with his fake smile.
They then peeled off his clothes one by one and took them
away with them and said, “Let the whole college observe your ugliness with us.”
Rex was forced out of the restroom by those three and left him
alone with the whole college watching; I finally entered the scene when the
whole school was laughing and those three out of the sight.
I finally took him away from the scene covering him with my
pullover and left him home, “Don’t worry, we’ll talk to the Principal about it
tomorrow, everything will be fine.”
I then left him comforting him with a hug and Rex walked
towards his room like a mentally disabled person thinking about many things,
finally he entered his room quietly.
He then sat on his bed relishing the pains and felt it from
the depth of his heart. He was humiliated in front of the whole college and the
next day could never be better as everyone would look at him the other way.
His mind was unconscious and the scene was intense and the imprompto decision taken by him led him to some other world. He hung himself with the
help of the ceiling fan and his eyes rested in peace forever sucking him away
from this black hole. He hoped for some place better before he decided to
change his fate one last time with death.
The death invited him as the pains and scars were never
leaving him. He was in need of amnesia to forget who he was and the long sleep
was the best option for that thing. The leaves which were green at the first
day decayed with every action taken by them to damage his feelings playing with
his emotions with their every tantrum.
He was in peace finally, his mind was free and safe from
those shit bullies and the closed eyes could take him somewhere safe and
secure.
" He was in peace finally, his mind was free
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closed eyes could take him somewhere
safe and secure."
Ragging is seriously a shit ;a legal crime still in practice ;still people play pranks and crack jokes on sentiments of people. They think this shit reflects their seniority ,but actually this foolishness reflects their stupidity .....
wonderful work man ...wonderful writing ; wonderful plot of scene....I went into the story and at times was feeling the story as if I were the character ...you are a great writer ...go on man ....hope to see your wonderful articles in days to come as well.(y)
Thank you mate, I kinda went inside the story as a character in order to write it but I couldn't make it perfect, I know that but thank you for the comments, will improve myself soon in the future :)
ReplyDeleteA nice piece of work! I just wish the font color was not red, otherwise everything is fine! Keep up the good work Pratik :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Anan :D
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