stories personal

a cowardice and idiotic act

by RAseswarI

In my college days, yes! Just after tenth I was sent to a residential institution by consequences as no other options were left for me to continue education and it costs us some two lakh plus rupees then , yes! It was a lot for us , like saving of four or more years spent totally, so coming to my story in memory today: I had a high-profile, high class classmate then , sorry., I can’t name her here or anywhere publicly, it’s not possible . So it was against the rule of hostel but they (the high-profile ones) celebrate birthdays and I learnt couple of things there that I’ve never ever seen in fifteen years of my village life then. So they’ll light up, bring cakes and other I don’t know names like looking delicious things, and a lot more things, so it was birthday of her, so the show-off category of friends bring her , wrapping an apron cloth around her eyes to give her a surprise and she was looking so happy, when she reached the decorated room nearly all present there curiously touch her like say’ who am I? Like this and obviously she can’t name so like that, it was so funny and I was clapping staying behind, so though she was never right to me and always had done a lot it was just that I didn’t want to be present, still high profile and me , a backward platinum thirty monkey, if I’ll not go may be I’ll suffer, I’ve to face more problems later, so I went, everything is okay till now, but suddenly on an useless impulse I did a thing that no-one had expected or hoped from me, yes, I was such a idiotic person, I hate myself for doing that then to this day, I slapped her taking the chance of darkness there, her eyes wrapped under cloth, she can’t know and everyone was playing hide and seek , hitting her gently like we were children and I just hitted, actually some were encouraging so I just, can’t blame them as it was okay for them to cheer but what I did was exactly opposite to my own rule, it created a sound and she shouted କିଏ? କିଏ? ; Means who who and guess what I got frightened and left silently slightly without a word, I had no wish for cake as eggs and really no greed but the thing is it was her birthday and she was happy and I just ruined, I can’t understand, it’s a thing that girls are jealous by nature, healthy competition is needful but heinous things like always creating mess, cheating the weak when they have no way to exit far away from home instead of helping you people just take advantage and one way it’s abuse, so her act cause of high level of jealousy and she was a great pretender, my one direct slap can’t justify the amount of indirect Punches she has given me still this act of mine was never apt in anyway, I transmit a bit of jealousy from her or what had happened to me that I slapped like, ଛିଃ! I accepted that problems in life are meant to happen, if not she then someone else will create, so instead of offending defending I should stay peaceful focusing on my things ignoring as much as possible still the problems will always happen and keeping aside I had to move forward, still after all it uncontrollable I made this mistake of slapping someone on a special day and leave others it was against myself, if you cannot make them happy then atleast don’t harm them when they’re happy and I did something exactly opposite. If it happened to me then I would have ignored the pain and go on with the celebration others have arranged for me, but God’s grace I’ve never ever been on the focus of celebration, I can’t either, it’s out of budget and I don’t deserve either for the life I’ve been into plus the mistakes that I made then it was one of the two heinous crimes list of mine that I committed in those days so we poor ones ignore all odds to have a time to celebrate when it’s available and rich ones just make a little hole into a big thing and ruin all everyones effort, I should have understood, thought and acted accordingly that day, and one minute of my patience could have saved a person’s special day from being ruined, afterall it was my mistake solely and I accepted, apologized later to whom I committed the sin, actually to everyone present there as no-one can even take a piece of cake leave balloons and I got six slaps back and scolding and the tortures continued…m…..a ……a I’m sorry always lastly all due to my mistakes I suffered the most.🙇‍♀️

Love you
Okay I’m not innocent
I’m your idiot and coward girl, could not I find a better way then nothing let it can’t I maintain my peace till the last, why I lost my composure, anyway I deserved all that and all now and those six slaps in public in day

The ‘Venish’ tree

by RAseswarI

After seventh class I was promoted to eighth class from upper primary school to high school in my village and to my fortune the same sanskrit teacher who taught my maa in her school days was still teaching and didn’t retire. So I had huge respect for sir and we , everyone used to call him Pati sir according to his surname. He used to teach us Odia sahitya & sanskrit both subjects as there was scarcity of teachers and really teaching that time even now in the school was horrible but only one or two very good teachers were present ; and I credit Pati sir for all good things that ever existed in the school. From office to garden everywhere he was so active and always when there will be full attendance in class he’ll distribute chocolates to us: teddy chocolate with different colours and we’ll compete like who can get more ? And about colours and a lot, so I used to get scholarship and sir will call me to blackboard and announce my name out loud and give me pens and chocolates yes sir gave all these with his own money, a lot of educational things from his experiences & others and I can remember when we were in tenth class sir bought a smart phone and we all will request him to show and sir will show motivational and inspirational things on YouTube in extra time. I was so so naive then , WHEN I was very new to high school, in front of our class there was a tree and it was so beautiful and exuberant I can say I was so fascinated no I was childish, it has nets around it to protect itself from grazing animals but what about me!? I’ll always lean and pick a leaf from it everyday, yes everyday and then white coloured fluid will flow from the broken leaf point and it was noticeable probably, after someday sir noticed or one enemy of mine informed sir: so sit called me Raseswari! । : Have you plucked? So I really can’t lie and nodded: it means yes! So sir said you don’t know!? Its name is venish tree, let it grow a bit then a lot of fluid will come out and everything that will come in touch with the tree will venish immediately , so never ever touch it , you may get vanished and you’re only child of your mother, what will answer to her!? That I didn’t say you so you got venished! Like this sir said like I just got terrified, like it’s a magic tree from the land of ghosts! So I believed and never even tried to taste or to touch the tree again. After some days sir asked in class , ‘no leaves are missing from our venish tree nowadays!?’ so I said out loudly sir noone will, they’ll be vanished and sir said oh! Yes, nobody of you should touch and I could not understand there was a giggling, not so high or low laughing in our class and I thought what are they missing!? I was proud to believe this fact and never in my after three years in high school I touched the tree. And nearly the last day sir said or sabat! Have you tried to touch our venish tree or not!? And I said no sir, I dare not, so sir said don’t say anyone just take a chance and see , will you really vanish!? And I touched the tree trunk fearing and nothing, by this time all those monkeys, my classmates were there and everyone laughed, actually not no they’re not monkey but I was the one who was indeed a thing of mockery but okay I understood that day and sir said , explained any two year old kid will get Raii, you should not trust something unreal blindly and I nodded and thanked sir and sir blessed. And after five years sometimes when I go and see the tree I laugh at my foolishness plus innocence. And now I know the tree is a rubber tree rooted there for fancy purpose so is it a thing that with the fluid from the tree erasers can be made that can erase all my notes!?

so I know now when you first the title, you must have gotten surprised like what’s this ? Is that really a tree name!? Like yes I think I should have thought just like you all when I first heard that this vanish tree will vanish me , literally a total human body, but no such a donkey I was and it’s not the only instance , here for some three years but in my college days also I got to believe a totally unbelievable plus unreal, scientifically and biologically impossible thing for some three days and itsy only my dearest mother who make me laugh at myself and warned me to not believe blindly like this again so okay I hope to meet and gossip with you about this thing some other day.