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Prank Rebound
Vaish is searching it everywhere, underneath the table, chair, her bag, my bag but it’s nowhere to be found! I am not helping her, instead I am regaling watching her.
“Where is my pouch Neha?”
“I don’t know”, I said blithely. I can see her pouch hanging on the door, around 30feet away from our bench.
“Neha, you know where it is. Give it to me.”
“I don’t”
“Find it!”
“ Sure”, I said bleakly. I got up from my bench , just to act like am looking for it.
THUD, THUD
Neither that sound is novel, during these chaotic lunchbreaks nor our quirky class monitor making an issue of it. She acts like she owns the school but instead is in-charge of discipline only for one class in 8th grade.
“Stop playing with the basketball in class!”, admonished the class monitor,Ananya.
I had got distracted, lost sight of Vaish !
“Wait! She is crying, shit, she is so squeamish ! I need to get it now !” Before I contemplated what to do next,someone threw the basketball, which hit the classroom door with great potency. That energy, transferred to the peacefully hanging pouch and it flew and fell straight into dustbin, little away from the door.
Meanwhile, Vaish had gone out of control, and to add more problem Ananya noticed it and is consoling her.
“Don’t worry Vaish, we will find your pouch.”
TRING, TRING
Worst, lunchbreak is over, and Ananya always made sure that no one got out of their places after bell. Shedislikes me ever since we met, and I am always the first to be addressed “Neha go sit in your place”.
I have to listen to Ananya , can’t watch Vaish crying but can’t do anything. As I walked to my bench and sat down, Ananya went running to the door, to grab the basketball to confiscate it, and saw the pouch in dustbin.
“Vaish in the dustbin!”, she bellowed, looking with ire at me.
*****×*******×******×******×*****
An hour ago the lunchbreak had started , Vaish had to go to the staff room. I was tranquilly sitting and finishing my homework when Mahi entered the classroom. Mahi, Vaish and me are good friends, we were also in same class till 7th and got shuffled this year. Now Mahi was in the next class, Vaish and me in one. Mahi would always join us for lunch.
“Hey Neha, where is Vaish ?”
“Staff room”
“Vaish is too possessive about this pouch, let’s hide it?”
“Yeah!”, I replied...
“Where is my pouch Neha?”
“I don’t know”, I said blithely. I can see her pouch hanging on the door, around 30feet away from our bench.
“Neha, you know where it is. Give it to me.”
“I don’t”
“Find it!”
“ Sure”, I said bleakly. I got up from my bench , just to act like am looking for it.
THUD, THUD
Neither that sound is novel, during these chaotic lunchbreaks nor our quirky class monitor making an issue of it. She acts like she owns the school but instead is in-charge of discipline only for one class in 8th grade.
“Stop playing with the basketball in class!”, admonished the class monitor,Ananya.
I had got distracted, lost sight of Vaish !
“Wait! She is crying, shit, she is so squeamish ! I need to get it now !” Before I contemplated what to do next,someone threw the basketball, which hit the classroom door with great potency. That energy, transferred to the peacefully hanging pouch and it flew and fell straight into dustbin, little away from the door.
Meanwhile, Vaish had gone out of control, and to add more problem Ananya noticed it and is consoling her.
“Don’t worry Vaish, we will find your pouch.”
TRING, TRING
Worst, lunchbreak is over, and Ananya always made sure that no one got out of their places after bell. Shedislikes me ever since we met, and I am always the first to be addressed “Neha go sit in your place”.
I have to listen to Ananya , can’t watch Vaish crying but can’t do anything. As I walked to my bench and sat down, Ananya went running to the door, to grab the basketball to confiscate it, and saw the pouch in dustbin.
“Vaish in the dustbin!”, she bellowed, looking with ire at me.
*****×*******×******×******×*****
An hour ago the lunchbreak had started , Vaish had to go to the staff room. I was tranquilly sitting and finishing my homework when Mahi entered the classroom. Mahi, Vaish and me are good friends, we were also in same class till 7th and got shuffled this year. Now Mahi was in the next class, Vaish and me in one. Mahi would always join us for lunch.
“Hey Neha, where is Vaish ?”
“Staff room”
“Vaish is too possessive about this pouch, let’s hide it?”
“Yeah!”, I replied...
