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Hi friends ,
I wrote this small piece of one shot for a writing competition . Please leave your comments .
Its really a short one , wont take it too long to read.😊
I wrote this small piece of one shot for a writing competition . Please leave your comments .
Its really a short one , wont take it too long to read.😊
"Was it you or someone else ?"
Some stories end before they even begin and some start without a beginning and end unknowingly . This is one such story taken from a snap shot from busy life of guy named 'Armaan' .
As usual he was heading for his university all excited. He was his usual self in his casual jeans with a long overcoat in the month of cold December. It was his last exam and he had planned a party with his friends in the evening .
"Oh God where is this bus ? I hope i wont be late for exam" he was at the bus stop waiting for his bus which was late due to heavy snowing yesterday.
"Aah there it comes" finally he was relieved to see the bus coming a little slow.
As the bus stopped at the red light at the intersection, a girl in her early 20's was running fast towards the bus stop ,breathing heavenly, caring less about the stop signal blinking at her.
She did managed to get to the bus stop right on time when bus driver applied breaks to cause some friction. Thanks to the long que at the bus stop , it gave her couple of minutes to catch on her breathe. While Armaan banked onto the bus and flashed his bus pass at the driver and flipped it quickly to show his student ID along with it. Being a full time student he had a concession pass so it was mandatory for him to show his student card .
As on early Friday morning bus was as expected full of passengers some going to work and some returning from their night shifts. Armaan did managed to secure a spot to stand with his knees supporting his bag and his arm swinging from the cold iron rod above his head.
She was standing near the door with her lips curling as if she was cursing something under her breathe. A few minutes later the bus arrived at the sky train station .
Everyone was rushing on the stairs to get the train.
" I don't understand why people rush on stairs to get the train when they know even if they miss this one ,another one will be here in less than 2 minutes . Still they keep on pushing and jumping on escalator" Armaan was always annoyed at how people make a fuzz about catching the train which has frequency of less than 2 minutes .
The same girl was standing behind him all calm and cool .
"Atleast there is someone who is not rushing to get into train" he gave a little smile to himself as if he found someone like him.
He walked very calmly to the last cabin of the train and seated on the single seat on the left .
Just when doors were closing , the same girl came running and put her foot between the doors failing the doors to closer on her.
"Thank God" came a sweet response on her success .
A few minutes later , a cellphone ring interrupted the silence prevailing in the cabin.
"Ya job is done" she gave a little annoyed reply with an expression of frustration on her face which caught Armaan's attention who was engrossed in his book for his final review before the exam.
"Sandra im not going anywhere tonite , i told you already i don't work on Friday evenings . Am i entitled to spend a day of my life with my own consent , the way i want to ..rather than just spending it with some random guy" the girl seemed to be more frustrated and disgusted by something .
"Does she has to speak that so loud ?" the concepts of chemistry which were ruling his presence of mind was now taken hold by the loud voice of the girl standing in front of her disgusted with herself .
" What do i get in return ? some hundred bucks ?" now she was murmured with herself after cutting the call .
Armaan just shook his head at this girl.
Another couple of minutes passed by but he wasn't able to concentrate on chemistry anymore and when he looked up he was once again left lost .
She was removing her long coat which was protecting her from cold till now. She opened her bag and quickly found a decent t-shirt to put over her deep cut blouse. He kept staring at her and way the expressions on her face were changing.
She pulled out a pair of nice sweaters to put over her t-shirt. Her bag looked like a small treasure box which has everything that was making her feel better and more calm than he first saw her .
She wiped her makeup with a wet Kleenex and once again it brought an expression of joy on her face as if she was relieved of a big burden.
"Seafront- terminal station. Would all passengers leave the train at waterfront" the speakers announcing the station brought back Armaan to reality and he packed his bag to leave at the station.
"Oh no !!" He realized he missed the station he was supposed to get off at and now was at the terminal station.
He got off and looked around to find the girl but failed to trace her anywhere in sight . After looking here and there for few minutes he went to other side of the platform to catch train to get to his university.
Within next 20 minutes he was at his university and the thought about the girl was buried deep in his head.
For next 2 hours he was busy writing his exam. After the exam he was walking down the corridors when something flashed on him.
When he looked around outside through the glass window he was left stunned to see the same girl he saw in the train.
As usual he was heading for his university all excited. He was his usual self in his casual jeans with a long overcoat in the month of cold December. It was his last exam and he had planned a party with his friends in the evening .
"Oh God where is this bus ? I hope i wont be late for exam" he was at the bus stop waiting for his bus which was late due to heavy snowing yesterday.
"Aah there it comes" finally he was relieved to see the bus coming a little slow.
As the bus stopped at the red light at the intersection, a girl in her early 20's was running fast towards the bus stop ,breathing heavenly, caring less about the stop signal blinking at her.
She did managed to get to the bus stop right on time when bus driver applied breaks to cause some friction. Thanks to the long que at the bus stop , it gave her couple of minutes to catch on her breathe. While Armaan banked onto the bus and flashed his bus pass at the driver and flipped it quickly to show his student ID along with it. Being a full time student he had a concession pass so it was mandatory for him to show his student card .
As on early Friday morning bus was as expected full of passengers some going to work and some returning from their night shifts. Armaan did managed to secure a spot to stand with his knees supporting his bag and his arm swinging from the cold iron rod above his head.
She was standing near the door with her lips curling as if she was cursing something under her breathe. A few minutes later the bus arrived at the sky train station .
Everyone was rushing on the stairs to get the train.
" I don't understand why people rush on stairs to get the train when they know even if they miss this one ,another one will be here in less than 2 minutes . Still they keep on pushing and jumping on escalator" Armaan was always annoyed at how people make a fuzz about catching the train which has frequency of less than 2 minutes .
The same girl was standing behind him all calm and cool .
"Atleast there is someone who is not rushing to get into train" he gave a little smile to himself as if he found someone like him.
He walked very calmly to the last cabin of the train and seated on the single seat on the left .
Just when doors were closing , the same girl came running and put her foot between the doors failing the doors to closer on her.
"Thank God" came a sweet response on her success .
A few minutes later , a cellphone ring interrupted the silence prevailing in the cabin.
"Ya job is done" she gave a little annoyed reply with an expression of frustration on her face which caught Armaan's attention who was engrossed in his book for his final review before the exam.
"Sandra im not going anywhere tonite , i told you already i don't work on Friday evenings . Am i entitled to spend a day of my life with my own consent , the way i want to ..rather than just spending it with some random guy" the girl seemed to be more frustrated and disgusted by something .
"Does she has to speak that so loud ?" the concepts of chemistry which were ruling his presence of mind was now taken hold by the loud voice of the girl standing in front of her disgusted with herself .
" What do i get in return ? some hundred bucks ?" now she was murmured with herself after cutting the call .
Armaan just shook his head at this girl.
Another couple of minutes passed by but he wasn't able to concentrate on chemistry anymore and when he looked up he was once again left lost .
She was removing her long coat which was protecting her from cold till now. She opened her bag and quickly found a decent t-shirt to put over her deep cut blouse. He kept staring at her and way the expressions on her face were changing.
She pulled out a pair of nice sweaters to put over her t-shirt. Her bag looked like a small treasure box which has everything that was making her feel better and more calm than he first saw her .
She wiped her makeup with a wet Kleenex and once again it brought an expression of joy on her face as if she was relieved of a big burden.
"Seafront- terminal station. Would all passengers leave the train at waterfront" the speakers announcing the station brought back Armaan to reality and he packed his bag to leave at the station.
"Oh no !!" He realized he missed the station he was supposed to get off at and now was at the terminal station.
He got off and looked around to find the girl but failed to trace her anywhere in sight . After looking here and there for few minutes he went to other side of the platform to catch train to get to his university.
Within next 20 minutes he was at his university and the thought about the girl was buried deep in his head.
For next 2 hours he was busy writing his exam. After the exam he was walking down the corridors when something flashed on him.
When he looked around outside through the glass window he was left stunned to see the same girl he saw in the train.
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