23/04/2017
And she writes,
Studying in big cities is never a easy task. she was one among 1000 souls who came to Delhi, to achieve their dreams. " Hello I can't hear you, where are you? ". A lady of 5'3 with almond eyes and olive skin tone was burning in anger over phone. call gets disconnected. she unlocked the door, a simple room it was, with a bed to side and a lamp to case. a window to cascade the light of sun and moon.
To find a decent room in Delhi is like herculean task. Her blood her rose to next level when she saw the phone popped with a text," I can't come. I am struck darling, don't know when will I get back. take care". she flowers, candles and other things. they scattered as pebbles across the floor. few under the bed, few near TV. without wasting time she left to shower. clock ticks, ticks was accompanied by chan chan, she was too frustrated to listen to that, lazing on the bed cascading moonlight was soul beauty. But she found everything grey, she drifted too sleep only to wake to alarm which she didn't set . she heard loud chan chan voice. Tv volume rose, she was sweating like pebble out of ocean, neither she remembered
that she had set the alarm nor she switched the Tv. she realised her room was clean, all the packets she had thrown were lying there on the floor. scared to hell, but she was in surprise, where they went. she bends down to see under the bed. she saw the packets there, She tried to pull them out. she felt something soft, looked deep inside she saw pair of eyes staring back at her. she couldn't move, panting, she closed her eyes and pushed herself back. meow meow ,she saw a cat over the window, might have came from the window she thought. Sweating she ran to wash her face, it wasn't her reflection which was staring back at her. within in blink she turned back. she finds none. She tried to open the door lock, lock, it got booted from outside. Two minutes later door opens. she found candles. Flowers on the table .candles were lit, a pair of anklets were there. she touched them .she heard cracking of the door. She crawled under the blanket. Her heart beat was resonating with clock voice. silence flew, a hand touched her. she screamed her heart out. "ssh ssh, its me darling", he hugged her .she stared hitting him "you scared me so much",he kissed her to calm her."happy birthday darling!" .she cuts the cake after passionate moments. She lies on his chest and asks "why did you gift me ancient anklets?". "I didn't Darling, by the way, you already knew I was coming and decorated the room".
she was dumbstruck, of she didn't do that. she rose up to staring pair of eyes from the window.
and thats how it started.
MONSTERS UNDER THE BED.
submission :
Aishwarya Sai,
Gitam university
