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Friday, 16 September 2016
Well here's a Short Story For My Readers.
Do Tell Me how it is.
Author-Me :)
VIRTUAL REALITY
It was the most crucial exam of my life. My future was firmly hinged on the exam. I started writing on the stroke of the bell, without wasting even a single moment. Little did I know about the shock that was in store. Just as I finished writing the first sentence, every letter on my answer sheet jumped out of the paper, made a beeline for the edge of the table, somersaulted in the air and disappeared! Horrified, I wrote the sentence again, but could see no change whatsoever! The letters paraded out yet again, leaving the paper stark blank. I…….
I was at a loss for words. My throat dried up. Shivers went down the back of my spine. I could hardly believe what I was seeing. I sat still for a few moments, trying to figure out what on earth was going on. I tried to write the same line again. But it was of no use. By this time I had started sweating. ‘I am surely dreaming’. I glanced at the rest of the room around me. To my utter astonishment, everyone else except me was writing quite intently. A quick glance at the answer sheet of my nearest person confused me even more. There was nothing wrong with his letters. Was it something that was wrong with my paper? No matter how many times I racked my brains, I couldn’t find out the justification of the queer happenings that was going on in the room. I decided to ask for a new answer script, hoping that it would put an end to all this nonsense. To my surprise, I found that the invigilator was none other than our own class teacher and she herself was scribbling down something on a loose sheet. Nonetheless, I felt a bit relieved to see her and hoarsely asked for a fresh answer script. The invigilator remained unmoved. I could now distinctly feel that fear had found a way inside my mind. I didn’t know what to do. The thing that everyone except me was writing tensed me even more. I quickly left my seat and went up to the invigilator. But for some peculiar reason I couldn’t touch her. I felt that there was something in me that was not letting me near her. That was enough. I couldn’t stand it anymore and became desperate. ‘What is going on here? Is this some kind of a joke? Answer me someone…..’ I could feel the first drop of tear running down my left cheek. Frantically I searched here and there for answers. That is when something caught my eye. In the far corner of the room, an area of the chequered floor having the size of about a tile, had turned black. It looked like a small void space. I stared at it intently. Most peculiarly, the tile adjacent to it rotated three sixty degrees and another void space appeared which merged with the first one. Gradually, more and more of the floor started the same feat. A similar instance occurred with the walls, the benches and even the students. Some of the tiles broke and shards came flying towards me. I closed my eyes and tried to shield myself from them. Strangely, I couldn’t feel a single one of them hitting me.
I shakily opened my eyes and found myself sitting on the same chair with the same answer script and the same pen in front of me. I took a quick look at the rest of the examinees. They were still writing with the same intent. The clock caught my eye; I still had an hour left and wrote the exam normally this time. I was still pondering over the siesta and let out an enormous yawn which must have been the obvious explanation of my night long studies. The invigilator collected all our scripts. Just before leaving, she told us-
“This was just an assessment. The next week exam will be the most crucial exam of your lives. All of your futures are firmly hinged on that exam.”
Everyone left the room. I sat there awhile. Everything had become crystal clear now.
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Do Tell Me how it is.
Author-Me :)
VIRTUAL REALITY
It was the most crucial exam of my life. My future was firmly hinged on the exam. I started writing on the stroke of the bell, without wasting even a single moment. Little did I know about the shock that was in store. Just as I finished writing the first sentence, every letter on my answer sheet jumped out of the paper, made a beeline for the edge of the table, somersaulted in the air and disappeared! Horrified, I wrote the sentence again, but could see no change whatsoever! The letters paraded out yet again, leaving the paper stark blank. I…….
I was at a loss for words. My throat dried up. Shivers went down the back of my spine. I could hardly believe what I was seeing. I sat still for a few moments, trying to figure out what on earth was going on. I tried to write the same line again. But it was of no use. By this time I had started sweating. ‘I am surely dreaming’. I glanced at the rest of the room around me. To my utter astonishment, everyone else except me was writing quite intently. A quick glance at the answer sheet of my nearest person confused me even more. There was nothing wrong with his letters. Was it something that was wrong with my paper? No matter how many times I racked my brains, I couldn’t find out the justification of the queer happenings that was going on in the room. I decided to ask for a new answer script, hoping that it would put an end to all this nonsense. To my surprise, I found that the invigilator was none other than our own class teacher and she herself was scribbling down something on a loose sheet. Nonetheless, I felt a bit relieved to see her and hoarsely asked for a fresh answer script. The invigilator remained unmoved. I could now distinctly feel that fear had found a way inside my mind. I didn’t know what to do. The thing that everyone except me was writing tensed me even more. I quickly left my seat and went up to the invigilator. But for some peculiar reason I couldn’t touch her. I felt that there was something in me that was not letting me near her. That was enough. I couldn’t stand it anymore and became desperate. ‘What is going on here? Is this some kind of a joke? Answer me someone…..’ I could feel the first drop of tear running down my left cheek. Frantically I searched here and there for answers. That is when something caught my eye. In the far corner of the room, an area of the chequered floor having the size of about a tile, had turned black. It looked like a small void space. I stared at it intently. Most peculiarly, the tile adjacent to it rotated three sixty degrees and another void space appeared which merged with the first one. Gradually, more and more of the floor started the same feat. A similar instance occurred with the walls, the benches and even the students. Some of the tiles broke and shards came flying towards me. I closed my eyes and tried to shield myself from them. Strangely, I couldn’t feel a single one of them hitting me.
I shakily opened my eyes and found myself sitting on the same chair with the same answer script and the same pen in front of me. I took a quick look at the rest of the examinees. They were still writing with the same intent. The clock caught my eye; I still had an hour left and wrote the exam normally this time. I was still pondering over the siesta and let out an enormous yawn which must have been the obvious explanation of my night long studies. The invigilator collected all our scripts. Just before leaving, she told us-
“This was just an assessment. The next week exam will be the most crucial exam of your lives. All of your futures are firmly hinged on that exam.”
Everyone left the room. I sat there awhile. Everything had become crystal clear now.
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