THE BLACK FRIDAY

It was the usual misty Friday evening…The plans of a wonderful weekend articulating in my mind…I was on my way 2 a new place…The last resort!!!!! …me and my frnds had named it so…Yes of course it was our last ray of hope to find glory in one of the most intricate cerebral battle ever…(CPP…it was an altogether new script for us)…As we were nearing our destination in the most racketing rickshaws I have ever been in…my mobile vibrated after a long time…I scanned the screen ; My mind raising through all the names that it could have been; but it was none I knew…a complete anonymous number…I picked up the call…to hear a very plain yet so distinct voice…and after tat…it was all a collection of illogical and irrational statements…tat left me baffled…he said it was a frnd of mine…but could frnds speak tat way…I knew there was somthin wrong from the very 1st hello I heard…He had a lot to say…and I had the least time to lend my ear…but still I reciprocated…it was then tat the horrifying reality struck me like a thunder bolt!!! He was threatening me…The most uncharacteristic thing tat I could associate myself with…It was a blend of thrill and panic tat flooded my emotions…I was thrilled at the fact tat some1 could even take the pain of threatening me…I could be a hero…at the same time…I could sense the chill down my spine…I don’t know which emotion was over powering the other…I tried hard to concentrate on wat he said and to work out the situation but I failed miserably…I couldn’t make out yin or yang of what he intended to say xcept tat he dint like me…the way I was…and commanded that I change…Now tell me…wat probably made him feel that I will amend just cos he said so…I asked him the same…but I got no answers…it was one sided conversation…he was deaf to whatever I had to say…I couldn’t stand it any longer…(I was already late…I had some1 waitin)…I cut the call…but he continued ringing…and the battle of words sustained…I finally did the ultimate…I switched of my mobile…the first occasion I have done tat ever since I procured it…Sitting on the battered couch; scribbling down all I heard; I was unable to register a sole word in my brain; how could I…my cerebrum was preoccupied with wat had happened…two hours seemed like two years for me…I frantically wanted 2 go home…I wanted to sleep!!!...I wanted to fall into darkness…I wanted it all 2 b a dream…and get up fresh next morning…I was supposed 2 have a wonderful weekend ahead…or was it more distress waiting for me…I dint know then…I just left it for the concealed 2morow 2 decide…!!!!!!
"God Was Here"