Monday, November 14, 2011

Who was she?



                              Image @ Magpie Tales




A piercing screech penetrated the silence of dark night and deep sleep of Anu. Kanak rushed inside the hostel room with a jerk shrieking loudly. She was trembling with fear as she hastily closed the door.

“What happened Kanak?” Anu was bewildered. She looked at the watch. It was almost .

“There…there…” Kanak could not complete her sentence as she was panting hard.

“There what?” Anu’s confusion was growing rapidly.

“There is…a… ghost in the patio.” Kanak anyhow completed her sentence and hugged her knees.

“What rubbish are you talking?”

“No…not rubbish. I saw a girl there. She wore a white dress, and her hair was ruffled.” Kanak was turning breathless as she tried to explain. “When…when I asked who she is, she swirled around and said nothing. Her face was…my god, her face was white and her eyes….her eyes…” Kanak left her sentence in between and buried her face in her arms.

Before Anu could have said anything, her door started to pound. There was a clamor outside. So many voices were calling their names. She opened the door hastily. All most every girl of the hostel, watchman and the hostel warden were standing outside the door wearing questioning visage.

“But I haven’t seen anyone entering?” The watchman joined his eyebrows in perplexity.

“She was a ghost damn it!” Kanak shrieked.

“Oh, shut up Kanak. You’re a college student, and still you believe in these rubbishes?” The hostel warden said in irritation.

“But madam…”

“Guard Ji,” Warden ignored her and called the watchman strictly. “Search every nook and corner of this building. Someone must be trying to scare us.”

The guard looked at Kanak and departed nervously with his large wooden rod. After exploring the building for few minutes he came back, informing no traces of anyone. All the girls sat together in the room. Perplexed.

Suddenly, a woman wearing brilliant white fluffy gown slowly entered the room. Her face was white and deep kohl was applied in her eyes. A combined scream spilled out in fear. Kanak started to tremble.

“Sorry…Kanak…actually…” The girl anyhow managed to mutter.

“Rosie?” The warden shouted and all the girls peered carefully.

“Yes ma’m. I’m Rosie.” She said meekly.

“Why did you scare Kanak and tainted our sleep and peace of this hostel?” The warden demanded. “Do you have any idea how scared Kanak and all the girls are?”

“Sorry ma’m but I did not want to frighten her. I was going to the bathroom when I heard her voice and it frightened me terribly. Before I could say anything she shouted and ran from there.” Rosie explained.

“Why your face is white?”

“My face is full of pimples, so I’ve applied sandalwood powder…” She looked at Kanak who was still looking at her. Baffled. “Sorry Kanak.”

“Please manage your hair. It is really looking umm …” The warden could not complete her sentence and laughed aloud and girls also joined her. Kanak also couldn’t help smiling at this weird situation. Finally, terror faded away in the amusement.



This kind of situation occurs in our life sometimes when fear conquers our conscience, and we start to think irrationally.


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4 Comments:

Brian Miller said...

haha...always an explanation...and this one rather humorous...

Morning said...

creepy.
:)

Susie Clevenger said...

It started Stephen King and ended with humor....love it!

Denise Moncrief said...

The ending surprised me. I was expecting mayhem, but you delivered humor. Well done. A very enjoyable read.

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