Thursday, August 20, 2009

The worm that missed the early bird

The premise: To create an absolutely random short story in the shortest time possible.
Time start: 1:52 pm

The sweat was trickling down from his forehead, onto his brand new uniform. It was the middle of July and Bangalore was by no means, as hot as to make him sweat so. He decided not to go ahead with it and almost started walking back, but Gopal wanted none of it. He had been drunk with success from his previous conquest two weeks ago. Gopal goaded him on, threatening not to talk to him if he didnt muster up the courage and do what was necessary. He was now on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Gopal could never understand what he was going through. Gopal was the class captain, with extremely desirable athletic abilities. His aquiline physique made it possible for him to win, not only medals, but several aching hearts. He stared down at his stomach. It was not too bad, he thought, but it was not too good either. Obviously, the chocolate blitz in the holidays in Ooty had taken its toll. He was thinking about his mother who never encouraged the habit, and wished he had only had the good sense to listen to her.

Four boys in 4th standard C section had been successful last week. Each boy had taken it upon himself to go up to the girl he most 'liked' in the class and say "I really like you very much, would you like to be my girlfriend?" It was his turn today. If he chickened out, he knew that he would be out of the gang for good and that no shame would be worse than what he would face if he didn't go through with it. His palms had suddenly become sweaty, the tie that he had tied around his neck, suddenly seemed tighter and he felt short of breath. Had Gopal felt the same way, when he went up to Gayatri and uttered the magic words? He was sure that wasnt the case. How he wished he had that confidence. He started walking, taking smaller steps than he would usually take, always looking back to see Gopal and the others goading him on, cheering, whistling.

She was playing kho-kho and as always she managed to look perfect, even playing kho-kho in that dusty playground. The way her hair fell over her bright eyes was magical. Aditi was her name. She was the sports captain for the girl's kho-kho team and had sat next to him in 2nd standard. She was flawless even then. He thought that he would go up to her and say the words when she would take a break from the game, but Gopal's raised eyebrows and angry expression drove him to walk up, closer to her. He was now about 4 feet from her, when his view was blocked and he heard "Aditi, I like you very much, will you be my girlfriend?" from Keshav

Time done: 2:15 pm

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