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OS - Ek Raat!
Hello, people. Me back again to eat your bhejas. Yup, a new oneshot. Had ideas from news where the issue of ragging in institutes and hostels is now the hot topic. So, thought of penning a cute but serious love story about our dearest laila majnu.
"Puttar, phir se soch le. Itni dur jane ki zarurat nahi. Kya tu yahi, amritsar mei nai padh sakti?" Darji was sweetly requesting Geet, his laadli grandchild. She was the sweetest and naughtiest member of the family.
"Darji, aap kyu nai samajhte? I miss dada-dadi and maan too. Ye college aur hostel hi to unse milne ka best raasta hai na. Plz aap meri phikar chaddo. Smile and bid me farewell." Holding her darji's big face lovingly, geet stretched his lips into a smile.
All requests and implorations of the elders fell on deaf ears as geet took her luggage from the servants and sat in the merc. The driver put in the clutch and drove away from the grand handa haweli, where the family would miss their toofan for a long time.
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The stylish merc entered with a great glory. It stopped and geet got out dressed in a beautiful jeans and top. The driver and guard carried her luggage in the hostel room where she would stay along with 3 more girls. Having reached there, geet freshened up and had a long talk with her family after the servants left. Then she went to meet the director, who was mohinder's close friend.
The warden too was aware of Handa's daughter being present in the hostel, so she took good care to introduce geet to her batch-mates. Happily the whole day passed, and in the evening after dinner, geet received a message from the second year girls.
"Hey new girls, seniors ne shaam ko 9 baje aap sab ko terrace par bulaya hai. Informal introductory sessions hone wali hai. So be ready." All girls dreaded the evening after hearing the message, but geet was calm as undisturbed pond water. She was smiling, her room-mates were shocked seeing her like that.
"Oye geet, tu has rahi hai?" Ritu asked her fearfully. Nimi and Rukhsar too were puzzled. Seeing their gloomy looks, geet said,"Relax girls, humein kuch nai hoga. Main hu na. Just trust me."
Soon, evening befell and it was time to go meet the seniors. All girls left for the terrace, geet with them wearing a cute disney night-suit. As they reached the open terrace surrounded by tall sturdy walls, they were in for two surprises. Along one wall, a long row of chairs was placed. They looked nice and comfortable. In the centre of the floor, 5 boys were sitting having a game of cards. The place was brightly lit. It did not seem so scary now.
As they saw the new girls coming, the boys got up and coming forward, asked them their names. Then they offered them the chairs and glasses of fresh water. The girls were relieved seeing the seniors so well behaved. As they sat on the chairs, two guys came forward and said, "Young ladies, hum aap ke seniors hai. I know aap ko lag raha hai ki senior girls kaha hai. Par senior girls ki sessions aap ke saath next week hongi, yahi par. Ab ek ek kar ke hum aap logo ko call karenge. You come and introduce yourselves to us properly.
The girls agreed and they stood up. As Ritu walked a step, another guy said, "One condition. App sab ko apni intro fluent english mei deni hogi. Jo ladki english mei fluent nai hogi, wo waha corner mei jake murgi banke baithegi, aadhe ghante tak."
Now, rukhsar was worried as she wasn't really fluent in english. But geet squeezed her arm lightly and assured with a blink of her eyes. She quickly cheered up and they went forward for the introduction. Ritu was first and she did well. Boys asked her to go. She went away to the room. Then came rukhsar, and she too managed it well due to geet's help. They allowed her to go. Nimi was next and went to the room instantly. Now it was geet's turn.
The boys had also reduced in number, they were only three now. The other two were tired so had left to go to sleep. A burly good looking boy called geet with a finger sign. She went forward confidently. As she stood quietly looking at the floor, they noticed she looked like a baby and was really decent and beautiful. All of them were silently admiring her. Then the burly guy cleared his throat and said, "All right beauty, introduce yourself. "Mainu toddi intro sunni hai." He said in punjabi.
Lifting her head geet smiled and replied, "Mainu vi tuannu saddi intro deni hai sir." The boy was shocked to hear her words. He realized she too was from punjab. The other two boys were naughty and thought of having some fun with her. A rather stout one said, "Abhi aap apni intro english mei bolo. Fluent accent mei."
Our beauty then recited, "My name is geet mohinder handa. I belong to hoshiarpur district in punjab, India. My family is one of the oldest and most respected families in the entire state."
Geet recited calmly with a wide smile on her face. Then the boys said, "Good accent beautiful. You too can go now." Thanking them, geet went outside the door and was climbing down the stairs when she heard a muffled sound behind her. It was little dark in the passage so she could not see clearly. But then a cold hand landed on her shoulder. As geet felt the long nails, she was shocked and turned back to see.
A hideous demonic face was creepily grinning at her. Eyes wide with fear geet screamed loudly and quickly pushing the person or spirit away, dashed to her dorm. But while running fast she skipped two steps and landed heavily upon her ankle, loudly crying out in pain. Her ankle and whole left foot was sprained badly. Clutching her injured foot, geet began to cry softly. Just then someone came near her and kneeling on the right knee, softly picked her in his arms.
Guessing the familiar touch and fragrance geet looked up to see her long lost friend and love, her maan carrying her in his arms. Smiling happily, she snuggled close in his hug, hiding her little body deeper into his strong protective arms. Carrying her outside, maan lovingly placed her upon the car seat and the driver drove them away to the hospital.
Meanwhile, the senior boys and a girl also a senior, who had planned that mean trick for geet were quickly sought out by the warden and security in-charge. Maan arranged their suspension quickly as his family were the trustees of that management institute.
In the hospital, maan wasn't leaving geet even for a moment as the doctor took x-rays and gave her a painkilling injection. There was no internal injury in the report, but geet was bit stressed out and had fever. Maan promptly called up the mansion where his dadaji took the call.
"Hello dadaji, main geet ko hospital se ghar la raha hu. Baaki baatein aap ko wapas aa kar bataunga. Dadima ko plz inform kar dijiye." Saying so, maan cut the call and the car reached the mansion within 15 minutes.
Reaching the mansion, dadji and dadima were really happy to see geet but hearing of the mean trick the seniors played, they were mad for a while. After putting geet in his room, maan went away to make extra beds as dadaji and dadima sat with their darling to look after her properly. Then they had some snack and slept. Geet although in pain, slept with a thrilled heart and smile on her lips as she had found her long lost family and love after coming to delhi, just as she hoped she would.
Though initially geet was troubled by this incident, yet she thought of the profit as she spent her days in the khurana mansion with maan and her grandparents. That night, her first and last night in the hostel premises, had indeed changed her life for ever. She had begotten a lifelong gift and immeasurable happiness in her life.
Meanwhile, even Handa family came to know of the idiotic and mean trick. Meeting the principal instantly after reaching delhi they got those seniors rusticated for 5 years. But geet was really thankful to the seniors and their mean trick for she could bring the two families together for ever. She always remembered her piece of good luck and they all led a very happy life with maaneet's love blossoming beautifully thereafter.
People, here's my oneshot. Actually i wanted to highlight the problem of ragging and its serious consequences. One of my distant cousins was recently diagnosed with extreme depression after his seniors ragged him viciously in the engineering institute in shimla, himachal pradesh. This story is meant to send out positive messages and signals for awareness against the evils of ragging and working towards uprooting ragging permanently from the world. Thank you all of you again.
Pati Patni Aur Panga
Jaane Anjaane Hum Mile
Tum Se Tum Tak
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki
Vasudha
