THE EMBODIMENT OF TERROR-I

THE QUEST OF CHANDRAHAS-II

7:00 AM

Moksh woke up with chilling cold surroundings on his body, and it was pretty lonely for him; there was no one to call him and tell him to do breakfast. He went to the public restroom to get fresh and did a small workout to get his body stretched, and went out to reach the construction site; on the way, he ate two samosas as breakfast. Moksh arrived at the construction at around 10 AM and found the workers gathered on a single spot talking; he moved towards them and asked, "What's happening here?"

Among them, a worker replied, "the truck carrying sand stuck in the ground," and he went towards the truck to see the truck's situation and lift it instantly, and it moved. Everyone who stood there was shocked and wondered, 'how could a single man's strength lift a truck!?' but due to his efforts the truck moved, and he saved time too even the supervisor thanked him all the workers continued their works.

5 PM

Today's day at work got over everyone was on their way to go home when Moksh was about to go, but the supervisor stopped him and said, "you got quite an excellent strength because of that; our work went smoothly." Supervisor gave him 500 rupees extra with the daily wage of 350 rupees, so he earned a total of 800 rupees, and Moksh roamed again on the streets eat dinner and slept. He repeated the same routine for a week and made around 2100 rupees with the weekly work even got some bonus of 1000 rupees from the supervisor as he was pleased with Moksh's work. So he has a total of 3100 rupees and leaves the place to move ahead.

12 AM

It was midnight, and there was complete darkness on the highway, and they were only cars and trucks with their headlamps flashing on the road. It was NH-65 towards the state of Telangana, and he walked the whole night. "It's so lonely to walk my friends enjoying their college lives even I don't have a person to talk to or a phone to call someone", and mumbled this while walking.

8 AM

He reached an area called 'Ghat Kesar'; it was the closest area to Hyderabad, and this small area didn't inhabit a large population. He went inside and saw a medical camp set up there, and there was a polio drop camp and was staring at absent-mindedly. After a while, he saw a lady and recognised her recently.

Four years ago

2016

It was the year when he was in class 11th science stream as every science student in India went to coaching, and he was also part of medical coaching, which prepared them for NEET, a cut neck competition with over 18 lakh aspirants fighting over 82,926 seats. Moksh was also one of those in the vast crowd of students fighting over, but he has given up in between already and just went there to give attendance, and there was a girl named 'Richa Sharma', a girl dedicated to the exam who sat all day at the institute to study and ask doubts to the teachers, Moksh has seen her many times even felt jealousy towards her. Two people same situation but different perspectives, on the one hand, Moksh's dead, hopeless eyes and Richa with eyes brimming with optimism and ambition.

Two years passed like this, but they talked as their worlds were far apart from each other, and they both appeared for NEET, but Moksh didn't get qualified; it was as expected. After some days, he got unexpected news 'Richa didn't get selected, and even she attempted suicide in despair.' Moksh felt an unease in the heart because the eyes he saw every day were right now fallen close to the death bed and thought about it for a while, then got back to his typical day. After a month, he applied for college of Arts, New Delhi, for BA courses when he was at the end of the first year and got news again that she doesn't qualify despite being a bright student and after listening, he concluded that competitive exams are nothing more than a graveyard. He returned to his life and lost all his coaching contacts with time.