From Heaven to Hell

Its 10 past 8 , and the train is still 1/2 an hour from its scheduled departure . My father has just dropped me here and he is on his way back. I quitely take a seat on P.F -3 . I take my cell out , but damn, seems my battery has different ideas. It almost yells that it is low and ain't in a mood of keeping me interested. But its the beauty of this place that keeps me going and is bringing the writer out of me . Beautiful scenic location , soft music plugged into my ears and a weekend full of leisure time adds more to the beauty of everything my eyes fall on. I am sitting in this long and surprisingly clean railway platform of Parasnath amid 10-12 passengers who seem to have even more time than me. By the time I continue typing forward I unplug my earpiece to pay an attention to the announcement which says that the train is 20 mins late from its scheduled departure, not much to add to my surprise. I am deeply involved in writing this when I realise that one of the bags that I was carrying is missing.........

1/2 an hour has passed since then and I bet there's not a single corner of this railway station that I haven't searched for. In complete despair and agony I give up . There's not much one can do when placed in situations as typical as such, especially when there is no to lend you a helping hand , I consoled myself. At first , I think of giving a call to my father but decide against it. I realise that suddenly everything that was keeping me interested has transformed into a curse. I say to myself , my train is late , my mobile's battery is low and above all my bag is lost. I realise that everything which kept me interested has lost its charm. I am cursig every single bit that comes on my way. The passengers near by bother me more than ever before, the announcement seem to pierce right through my ears.With an oath of never returning back to this place, I anxiously wait for my train to arrive.

A daunting task

I make sure that I stay right away from his sight . Half of them have already quit and that lets me throw my pen away and make fullest use of this moment. I look at him , nod to assure that I am alert and attentive.One thing that I've learnt from my experience is , while pursuing such a dare you got to make sure that you take him under confidence . Slightest of an error and I bet you will be doing no good to yourself. He stares at me and i make sure that i greet him with a responsive nod and a fake smile on my face. One thing that I find difficult to flush out of my head is the encounter which two of my friends had. They managed to survive almost the entire class ,but just when we approached the end they were caught with their cellphones at the back and kicked out of the class.

My eye falls on the watch which signals that even with some sincere efforts to survive I am only half way down the line. Pin drop silence turns the place into a graveyard, with only one soul full of life and eager to kick forward.

The class is over , and there is a rush of adrenaline , but to add to your surprise the reason is not what you all might be guessing. They say that every cloud has a silver lining but in my case it was the other way round . The cloud got darker and darker and huh don't even talk about the silver lining. I was hanging on some how but never realised when I fell asleep. My eyes shut and my mouth open......This time you all got it right , the drama ahead is no different from the story that I much happily quoted before. I was caught , humiliated and thrown out of the class. What adds more to the anxiety is a couple of hours wasted only to earn some insult and a bold A in the attendance sheet. I begged for an attendance when he came out . It was for the first time when i realised that these people are actually smarter than you actually think they are. Be prepared for a special examination he uttered. Taking on a professor is one thing which tops the list of Do's and don'ts in a college unless you really are an adventurous geek . Instead of showing mercy , I was told to present a written application duly signed by our H.O.D. What happened next is what i could have never expected. A bit of flattering and a precisely crafted innocent face is all what it took to negotiate , what looked like a daunting task.