This is my first blog... i already wrote more than hundred lines about something before writing wat am writing now... but something made me erase the whole content in a jiffy and am writing this.. uuf.........its ok... lets see whether i publish this or not....fish.. wat is a fish???? ahh... at this age am asking myself ... but this blog is not about wat is a fish,but whether it is a fish?? .yes it was a time when i was having my tenth board exams... god i just cant think of those sleepless nights with my sore eyes begging for sleep. i was a bit nerd those days who sleep hugging my books but only during exams.... :) i hate to take it otherwise... i was thin looking skinny gal of 15 with a thick glasses on my eyes.... a very nerd look ...haan... mmm...
It was 2 in the night and i was half sleepy with my physics book on my hand falling over my book for the 100th time... and my eyes dozing like anything... could ve better slept..but i dint... my room doors locked never knew wat happened outside and was not inters ted too.... i couldn control the sleep slept just like that over my book with out switching off the light in my room.... My dad's friend was a local dhadha... actually a guy who pees when u say there is a constable in the street corner... thats the real identity of any dhadha to be frank...poses to be a macho guy, but appearances are often deceptive.....He gets lot of other things for the work he does i mean in terms of things/articles/food items rather than money for the dhadha work he does.....ok i guess this much explanation is enuf for him.and wat happened to me in my sleep????????yes coming back to the sleeping angel(oh ..its me..!!) ... wat a nice sleep for sore eyes which dint sleep for many days preparing for the exam.... :) krrrrrrrrrrrinnnnnnnnnnggggggggg... oh god the alarm rang so soon.... its the usuall timing set for the alarm to ring ... it was three in the night....
I had no other go other than to get up n read...... with a pale walk i moved towards the door... i really hate to go and wash my face and make myself ready for reading .... i opened the door.... it was very dark...everyone was sleeping .. i walked across their legs... ooooouuuuuuuch... i stamped my fathers leg.... oh god i forgot to wear my glasses b4 coming outta my room...i had a very poor vision.. i should accept this.. i still have the same.. but i cannot go back to my room now to take my glasses cos am sure i ll stamp again someone... i quietly proceeded further towards the bathroom to get myself fresh.... uuff finally i reached my destiny ... i mean the entrance of the bathroom.. i searched for the lights.. i switched them on...i switched it on and i turned back............ i already have a blurry vision approximately i moved ahead ....i could see ...sorry just assume that there was a dark cloth in the shape of fish...... wat could it be... i wanted to go close n check wat it was.... i went ahead..... aaahhhh..... i had a jerk in me... because i heard a dog bark.. i came back. i got really scared.... cos i found it to be moving... how could a cloth move... so many questions inside me.... but why does it look like fish...........
oh god..... i found it on the passage near the toilette... some silly brain inside me started assuming that it is a fish for sure.... but... its so big... how could such big fish could come into our bathroom...???? how could that happen... i started thinking that it could have come from the septic tank.... oh god how could that even happen..... with so many confusions i stood thinking there for around 15 minutes.... i couldn bear the fear i just came back to my room switching off my bathroom light..... i had no guts to wear my glasses n go recheck it..... i took my physics book... but my mind is roaming around the bathroom thinking about wat i saw.... whether it is a fish?? if so from where it came.... half mind in my book half thinking about the fish like one.... in the mean while somewhere inside me a brave gal stood up n told me y dont u go n see it... but wat if wat was really a fish..... and it seems to be moving ... oh god... wat a dilemma.... i continued to read ..
It became 7 o clock in the morning and was reading fast as i had exam by sharp 9 ... i forgot about the fish one and was reading in a hurry... Suddenly i heard a voice from the hall... it was my dad's.... where is the fish???? FISH???????? FISH?? oh god it was a fish man.. i screamed from the room i know where it is.. i threwed my book n came running to the hall ... and i crossed my dad n said come i ll show u and i reached the bathroom... there it was a fish lying and moving in the entrance of the toilette....now i could see it clearly cos i was wearing my glasses.... and thank god i had a great relief when i finally witnessed myself that it was a fish but nothing else...uufff... my mind was free now..
Later i found that the dhadha my dad's friend was given a fish having life by someone for some illegal favour which he had did to them.... my dad had put that fish inside a tub in our bathroom and it jumped out of it and it was moving here and there on the floor..... finally it is a fish.... and i went ahead to continue to study and write my exam.. i had finished all my exam well... and i came back from school in the noon... i was very hungry ... and i could smell something really nice from my kitchen...wat was it... i opened the lid..... :( there he was ...the fish .... swimming inside a vessel... but dead.... :(
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ha ha !! but How did a dead fish come to the floor?
ReplyDeletearey it wasnt dead it was alive when it was in the tub.
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