Ch-8
Then again it came.
Earthquake drills in my school had always kept my mind alert for these vibrations.... Again and then again.... Almost like it were happening in a rhythm.... Flowing in a wavy pattern.... I came to my senses... Shouldn't I run? I panicked... I was afraid.. I was alone... A cold sweat drenched my forehead..... It had stopped for a while but again it began.... Brrrrrrr...... Damn! It's my mobile vibrating against the bench! Oh, its mom. "Hello?"
"Were you sleeping dear?"
"No, mom exactly I was......."
"Whatever it is..... Dear, you will have to stay there for 2 whole months...."
"NOOOOOO!!!"
"What no? I have to go out of India for a month.... Then 1 month full I have training..... Dear, I can't help it....."
"But mom you promised to be back within the weekend...."
"Dear, if I could wouldn't I have? Sorry dear.... Please don't be cross..."
"Mom you ruined my holidays..... This place is very boring.... I wanna be back"
"Now don't throw tantrums.... I have thought about it and that's it. I will have your laptop and school books and all that stuff of yours sent there...."
"But mom...."
"No buts... Bye honey take care.."
"BYE!!!" [@#*§@#@*@§~`#*#^§@%#*#%]
"All forms of vibrations from under the earth can be an earthquake" told our social science teacher.... "The casualties caused are mainly injuries, fractures..."
But sometimes, as I know now, vibrations on the bench can be an earthquake too which can make all your fun to crash down and the casualties can also be heart attacks.....