Fear of Death...

It was very dark then, I looked at my watch again to check the time. It has been 45 mins since i came to that bus stop, but still nobody turned up. First time in my life I was cursing myself of being punctual. The street was completely dark and deserted, which gave me a creepy feeling.To avoid that my mind went wandering about the incidents that happened since I woke up…..

I woke up in the morning and looked at the calendar it was 10^th day of the month, looked around 2 check the time but the clock was dead at 4.30 a.m. Jumped out of my bed ,Since it was Saturday I was happy that I need not attend the boring lectures.The rest of the day went as usual until I finished my breakfast. My friend called me up for a get-together that evening. I was happy that it would be nice to meet friends in the weekend, so I readily agreed, but was shocked when he told me to wait at the bus stop at 11.00 p.m. The worst part was in getting permission from my parents to stay out late. Surprisingly they readily accepted my request…

Just when I was refreshing my memories, I saw a lone figure coming towards the bus stop. He was a lean fellow, in his early 20’s. As he came near I could sense him sweating a lot and was struggling to breath. As he came close, he pointed his hand towards the end of the street, which I saw was deserted. I didn’t know where did I get the courage from, I went forward to him to enquire. As I stood near him, I could sense him shivering. His eyes reflected his fear at something. I touched his hand and felt something sticky, it was blood.........

I was thrown back by that sight, the guy was injured. Something had cut his hand and he was bleeding. My heartbeat increased at that sight, I held him and looked around to check for help. It was a familiar sight, the road was still deserted. I still couldn’t think off any solutions just ran across to find someone or some vehicle around, just then I noticed a couple of people inching towards us…..

In an attempt to pacify the guy, I told him that some people were coming to help him. But was shook by his response. The guy looked behind, pushed me aside and began to run. Even the other guys began 2 chase him. When those guys crossed me one of them stopped, while the other chased him.......

On the ground, unable to realize what was happening around me looked at the person standing in front of me. My eyes were looking for an answer, just than I heard a loud scream from a distant. It was the same guy who was here few minutes back asking me for help. Things seem to strike me then, what if these guys had killed the poor fellow.......

By then the guy held my shirt and pulled me up. From the look of his eyes, I felt that he was really angry with something. Suddenly he pulled out a knife from somewhere behind, I was rocked by that sight. I pushed him aside and began 2 run as fast I could, only 2 see the other fellow right in front of me. He gave me wicked smile, picked out a pocket knife and advanced towards me. It was better to face a pocket knife then a sword, so I still kept moving towards him.

Stranded between two criminals, first time in my life I feared of being dead. With one of them just few feet away, I noticed a car entering the street. I knew that the car was the only chance of me making it alive of that dreaded street. Seeing the car the guy was alarmed he screamed at the other fellow and they began to scatter, meanwhile I started to wave my hands at the car……..

The car came to a screeching halt jus a few feet next to my right. The driver was dark and stout guy; he had a surprised look at me. I moved forward to the car, while the driver stepped out.

From the look of my eyes, the driver would have guessed my trauma. I should say that the presence of the driver was a relief to me then. The driver held my hands and was patient enough to hear the whole story. But I felt something was not right then, I felt someone standing behind me…..

Shocked!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wouldn’t explain my reaction then, the two criminals were there standing behind me. I turned around at the driver who had a wicked smile in his face and a knife in his hand too. Oh my God !!!! the driver was also one among them. There I was with a group of wicked men around me......

The fear of death is much worse than the death itself, was all that I learned that day. My major concern was, not knowing the reason for what’s to happen to me next. All the three guys were looking at each other, the two guys behind held me tight so that I couldn’t escape while the driver brought the knife at my chest. I closed my eyes and started screaming…….

But then I heard somebody calling me by my name, I opened my eyes to see my mom and dad standing right in front of me. I looked around to check where I was, it was my bedroom and what a nightmare I had……..

Now back to reality, my parents looked a lot concerned. I had a smile at them, feeling embarrassed early in the morning looked at the calendar it was 10^th day of the month, and in disbelief looked around 2 check the time but the clock was dead at 4.30 a.m....

Oh oh!!! it was the same as in my dream, I decided not to attend calls that day………..

Important Mission...

It was one dull evening then i entered that place , where most parts were empty. It was deserted , as can be said. I was happy to see it that way, It would help me to carry out my mission......
We tried to get thro the highly secured place, but unfortunately one guard spotted us. It was really a tense moment for both of us. He came rushing towards us, to avoid any trouble we stood where we were. As soon as he reached us he greated us with a smile. It was comforting ,for someone who was a stranger to that place.He pointed at the bag and asked us "what's that for". I would be stupid to disclose what layed beneath that. He enquired abt the visit and guided us towards a building , which looked to be haunted. I did'nt know what the future has installed for us.
With all the thoughts running thro my mind we carried on towards the building. Those moments were one of my nervous moments. It was the third time i checked my bag to make sure it was there. We knew the importance of our mission and there were all posibilty that my life would depend on that decision. With all these thoughts flickering in my mind i still tried to stay calm, showing no reactions...... then i realized how difficult acting profession is.... I was happy that i did a decent job then.
When we reached the building , my heart began to beat faster. Myhands crept over the bag to check one more time. Then we noticed a name board and realized that he was the person. Wasting no time we moved faster towards the room, occasionally looking around to see if anyone was noticing us. We knocked the door and my hands still kept moving over the bag, realizing the moment has come. I knew that it was the most important part of life. I even knew that people would either praise me or criticize me for the decision i took. I made my intentions clear that i would go for it whatever it takes......
We noticed a person inside the room looking through files, which i guessed should have been confidential. Which he chose to keep aside when we entered the room. He looked at us with a bit of concern over his face when the reason for our visit was informed. He had look on his face, which cleary asked me " R u sure abt this" .
I felt it was hightime to make my move, opened my bag, wasting no time pulled it out and pointed at him......... He was taken back by my move. Quickly banged the calling bell , anticipating someone to come over to help him.... But as we knew no one was there to help him . Had a wicked smile at him at informed him that no one was there to help him and he was all alone.
We could very well see the concern on his face, being alone in such situation was quite risky. But something has to be done. He tried calling someone in vain., It made us more impatient we made it clear to him that he gotta do this and no one is coming for help.
Finally our job was being done, Getting an admission in a college is not a easy job u c.... The principal started counting the cash which i gave him -all by his own, the accountant was not there. I filled up the application form , thinking about what the future has installed for me..... I mean my career of joining as a mechanical engineer in not so famous college....
Me and my father left the pricipal's office with a sigh of releif, each having our own..... Me , fearing of getting raged