1. BOLT OF LIGHTNING

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In this world, everything is so unpredictable and uncertain, all the freaking ways you can come across a life changing tragedy as bright as a sunshine and as heart wrenching as a thunderstorm, turns your life upside-down and leave you with a question mark at the end of every story, A CHALLENGE THAT WON'T LET YOU LOOSE. I'd rather say "someone" who feels like first snow, as if you're walking in heaven, someone who has an aura of comfort, of serenity but just for you, the feeling like home. someone who'd rip your skin and touch your soul, break your heart and then replace it with their own. SOMEONE LIKE HIM.


" do you wanna be late" ruchu said in a rather disappointing voice when she watched me trying to pick something to wear out of my pile of absolutely ugly clothes collection

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" do you wanna be late" ruchu said in a rather disappointing voice when she watched me trying to pick something to wear out of my pile of absolutely ugly clothes collection.

" can you help me instead of taunting me sis" i said in an annoying manner enough to ruin anybody's morning but my exceptionally calm and composed sister, she replied in her ususal tone " pick anything sis".

at this point of life, everybody in my family was quite used to with my annoying and short tempered behaviour as if they've already given up. today is 6th june , i am about to go to my new school and today is my first day, technically we're late by two days but that's not our fault. we moved here on sunday at 3rd midnight so maybe it was monday but i was too sleepy and excited to remember that. to be honest, i wasn't even sure if i'll get accepted in this school. my grades in eighth class were terribly low that it made me think that no school will like to have a student like me in their school, i'm exceptionally intelligent though but i'm a disaster - a freaking disaster. i've not written a word in my notebooks since last 6 years, my parents have lost their hopes in me as i already said, my teachers are unable to decode the fact that the most active girl in class have been getting decrement in her grades as time passes. behind all this questions is a genius answer that only a genius can understand, maybe no one in my family is genius duhh. anyways, i would never come to this school if my marksheet and my father's bank account had bigger numbers on it but i was happy for the fact that we now have our own house, our "asha", where we sisters can live without any fears of getting kicked out by landlords or handling embarrassments. now we have walls where we can write our own names and draw a lot's of doodles.

"Peeeeepppp"

" I think it's here" Vinnie said with a broad smile on her face. i and my sisters, ruchu, vinnie, heer and shivangi, we all took our bags and went towards the van that my parents booked to give us a ride to school everyday along with other students living in our neighbourhood. the van driver smiled at me in a very welcoming manner, he gestured other students to give us space. i sat along with my sisters, on my left was heer sitting next to window and on my right was vinnie.

by this time my heart was sinking, my brain wa scalm. time slowed down, every passing minute was expanded multiple times as if the universe want me to live evry moment here. the blue ugly shirt i was wearing according to me symbolised the impeccable taste dressing sense and my dry coffee brown hair that i tied in a pony were itching me on the back of my neck but all that was good, natural, real like never before, i felt so me. someone told me that there's such calm winds blow right before thunderstorms they were right. DAMNNN....

finally the clock stopped

THOSE EYES...

they have stars in them, i was staring at him the exact same way babies watch the world filled with amusement and thrill subconsciously knowing that this is what my reality is going to be since now, he looks just like moon, PURE AND FULL OF DREAMS.

my pupils never expanded this much. by this time i had no idea how lost i was. i just simply kept watching everything he was doing be it wearing his backpack on his shoulders, checking his pockets, adjusting his tie and his hair...

"oh the hair", he moved his hand through his well combed hair maybe out of habit or just a mere act to last an impression on chicks, i could feel it. that act had the ditto feeling of touching a waterfall by your hands. in no time, i daydreamed of touching them the exact same way like he did unaware of million more dreams i already lived in the time being. the adrenaline rush, increasing dopamine, racing heart beats i can feel it all. it was just like those typical days with lot's of rain that you get on lucky monsoon weekends calm, lovely and full of thunders. it gave me all the chills both in good and the worst ways.

all this just by that "pair of eyes" pair of small intoxicating eyes that would give you butterflies in your tummy and that gaze full of love. oh damn, did he saw me staring at him prolly like a creep. duhh, everything's so perfect, i, him, the feeling, his blue tee that coincidently matched with my u-g-l-y shirt ughh. why am i wearing this but i bet he wouldn't even have noticed my dusky boring face that looked like i havn't bathed in ages with eyes having deep dark circles and brown lips. by the time i woke up, he walked into the van and sat next to vinnie and the van headed towards the gate.

now i know what BUTTERFLIES FEEL LIKE. peace, we're never thinking about this ever again. 

we'll try our best to NOT THINK ABOUT THIS EVER AGAIN.

we'll try our best to NOT THINK ABOUT THIS EVER AGAIN

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