Song: Coca Cola from Lukka Chuppi
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"The school will not tolerate Holi colours being applied during school hours on school grounds. Anyone found engaging in such activities, will be heavily penalised." Naina spoke to the senior school in the Monday morning assembly.
God I hate Mondays.
You guys might be wondering how we're having school during the Holi period and not exams. Truth is, our finals were over two weeks ago, but since we're in class 12, the very dreaded board year, our school had decided to start our classes a bit earlier than the rest of the school. So yeah, we were the only 250 people in school.
"Let me repeat that mobile phones are not to switched on during school hours. We'll be watching every step you take so, be careful." I said.
"Class dismissed." Naina said indicating the batch to go back to their classrooms.
"That's done." Naina said as we made our way to the classroom.
"Yeah, first assembly as Head and Deputy. Wow. 9 months until we leave. Can't believe it." I said.
"Actually 7, if you leave out May and October, when we get month long breaks. Seems like school life went away too early."
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"It takes me 2 weeks to remove that colour from my body, so no we aren't buying permanent colour." Naina said.
"I agree." I replied.
"Don't be a spoilt sport." Sameer whined.
Drama.
"Stop whining like a baby." I mimicked.
Naina and I, with a couple of our friends from the society walked towards the shops which sold coloured powder which we called Abeer.
"They're going to buy it, aren't they?" I said.
"Yup. Totally." Naina replied.
Is it too much to expect?
The secretary of the society had given the job of Holi colour shopping to us, the children.
"This year's Holi will be the best, I am telling you." I said.
"As long as I am not woken up with Sam pouring an entire box of colour on me, I'm okay." Naina said.
"Bhaiya, Kitne mein diya?" I asked pointing at the colours.
"40 rupya per box." The shopkeeper said.
"30 denge, har colour ka 10 box chahiye."
"Thik hai. Lijiye." He replied.
He handed us two cartons with fifty boxes each as Naina handed him the money.
"This stuff is heavy." I said handing my box to my dearest sweet big brother.
"Thanks bro for holding it." I taunted Aarav.
"You're such a..." He said.
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Ceasefire Of Senses (under editing)
Teen FictionAlisha Mukherjee is an extremely normal girl. She's got everything - a twin brother, loving parents, a best friend, her dream job and a cute dog. She also has something else - the biggest problem in her life, Sameer Sharma. She doesn't believe that...
