Me and my friend started from the Department at a little past 2 AM after
a hard and futile session spent studying valiantly in vain a subject
which we were never going to understand. Laughing and cracking jokes at
our pitiful condition, discussing philosophically about our future if we
get thrown out of the college, as we were heading back to our
hostel, which is around a 15 minute walk (as many of you already know, a
typical Indian measures distances in units of time - so expecting me to do anything different isn't fair) along the sylvan roads of the campus, I saw at a distance a polka dotted-cloth fluttering around randomly, sometimes
defying the physics of the wind direction.
"Why don't we blame our academic poor performance on the restless spirit with polka dotted saree which sucked the living lights out of us on this particular night, when we would inevitably face the Academic council?" I said, half in jest.
"Yeah, right. You're making even the ghosts warm up to fashion nowadays, eh? 'Polka dotted saree' wow!" my friend retorted, disinterested.
"Hey, I'm not joking. Look there, it's roaming around waiting for us to go straight into her trap" I said pointing out to that cloth.
At that exact moment, it chose to fly behind a dense thicket of trees, but not before my friend had caught a glimpse of it.
"Damn! Why didn't you tell this to me before? I would've captured its pic and started off a restless spirit rumour right away" he groaned.
"Oh yes! And presented that as proof to the Academic council too!"
"Do you really think we suck so much at academics?"
"Gosh! Do you really think we are even half-decent? Anyway, careful now, this is where we last saw the ghost, it was here in this thicket that she disappeared into. Pray to God and hope for the best."
"Yeah, sure I will. The best that could ever happen is that she turns up and poses for us so we can get a pic of her and show that as proof to the council, and get our poor performance forgiven."
And God heard our prayers. Partly. As we looked at the thicket where she was last seen, there appeared a pair of radium-green eyes, the kind that Ramsay brothers' Zee Horror Show ghosts usually sported. We froze in our tracks. Slowly and silently she glided towards us, and when she came in full view of the street lights, we saw that it was worse than what we had expected.
There, standing majestically in the middle of the road, looking at us with calm but wary eyes was a leopard. A magnificent beauty to behold, if not for the given circumstances.
My friend impulsively turned to run, but I held his hand tight urging him in whispers to keep his calm and not cause any commotion which could provoke the leopard to harm us. I had this feeling that if it wanted to harm us, it would have done so already. The leopard crouched into a leaping position and growled looking at our struggle. That was enough to quieten us. We stood there motionless. For a long time, which seemed like hours, we stood as we were, before the leopard relaxed and started walking away towards the lake, frequently pausing to look back at us. When the leopard was a safe distance away, we started walking briskly towards our hostel, and ran the last few yards to get into the hostel compound.
Still trembling and shaking all over from this scary experience, I bade goodbye to my equally frightened friend. I couldn't wait to get to bed, lie down and relax, and hopefully get some sleep to soothe myself. I unlocked my room's door, threw my bag on the bed and hissed in relief. The hiss seemed louder than usual, but more unusual things had happened today. I switched on the light and turned around to lie on my bed when I saw it there. A really annoyed cobra lying on my bed, looking at me with its hood raised, hissing angrily.
"Why don't we blame our academic poor performance on the restless spirit with polka dotted saree which sucked the living lights out of us on this particular night, when we would inevitably face the Academic council?" I said, half in jest.
"Yeah, right. You're making even the ghosts warm up to fashion nowadays, eh? 'Polka dotted saree' wow!" my friend retorted, disinterested.
"Hey, I'm not joking. Look there, it's roaming around waiting for us to go straight into her trap" I said pointing out to that cloth.
At that exact moment, it chose to fly behind a dense thicket of trees, but not before my friend had caught a glimpse of it.
"Damn! Why didn't you tell this to me before? I would've captured its pic and started off a restless spirit rumour right away" he groaned.
"Oh yes! And presented that as proof to the Academic council too!"
"Do you really think we suck so much at academics?"
"Gosh! Do you really think we are even half-decent? Anyway, careful now, this is where we last saw the ghost, it was here in this thicket that she disappeared into. Pray to God and hope for the best."
"Yeah, sure I will. The best that could ever happen is that she turns up and poses for us so we can get a pic of her and show that as proof to the council, and get our poor performance forgiven."
And God heard our prayers. Partly. As we looked at the thicket where she was last seen, there appeared a pair of radium-green eyes, the kind that Ramsay brothers' Zee Horror Show ghosts usually sported. We froze in our tracks. Slowly and silently she glided towards us, and when she came in full view of the street lights, we saw that it was worse than what we had expected.
There, standing majestically in the middle of the road, looking at us with calm but wary eyes was a leopard. A magnificent beauty to behold, if not for the given circumstances.
My friend impulsively turned to run, but I held his hand tight urging him in whispers to keep his calm and not cause any commotion which could provoke the leopard to harm us. I had this feeling that if it wanted to harm us, it would have done so already. The leopard crouched into a leaping position and growled looking at our struggle. That was enough to quieten us. We stood there motionless. For a long time, which seemed like hours, we stood as we were, before the leopard relaxed and started walking away towards the lake, frequently pausing to look back at us. When the leopard was a safe distance away, we started walking briskly towards our hostel, and ran the last few yards to get into the hostel compound.
Still trembling and shaking all over from this scary experience, I bade goodbye to my equally frightened friend. I couldn't wait to get to bed, lie down and relax, and hopefully get some sleep to soothe myself. I unlocked my room's door, threw my bag on the bed and hissed in relief. The hiss seemed louder than usual, but more unusual things had happened today. I switched on the light and turned around to lie on my bed when I saw it there. A really annoyed cobra lying on my bed, looking at me with its hood raised, hissing angrily.