The night sky was growling and howling; showering angrily with an intend to flood the streets of the small town. Not a single existence of human could be seen on that street, and those accidentally stuck up in the middle of the whirlpool, ran to find shelter. One such person was Riya. She was on her way back from the city after a party with her friends, unaware of the whirlpool awaiting her on the other side of city; the town. As she walked down the all so familiar lane, she heard few footsteps at a distance. Following her parent’s instructions, she didn’t bother to turn around and look who it was. She tried to distract herself by pulling out her I-Pod and plugged it in, hoping her music would take her to an utopia as always. Somehow, it was not in her favor that day. The tiny magical thing was drained off its battery. She felt a chill run down her spine, when she heard the footsteps nearing at a faster pace. Her anxiety wanted her to turn, but her parent’s words rung even more loudly in her brain. As a reflex, Riya pulled her raincoat tightly around her body hoping it would save her from the group behind. In that chilly weather, she could feel sweat prickle, heartbeat pounding at a faster rate; she finally gathered the courage to look back when she heard no more footsteps. As an engine roared to start, she found herself running with all her might. Her legs gave up, when the car honked right into her ears. Suddenly, a black cloth blocked her sight and she felt herself being dragged into the vehicle. She struggled against their hold, but all efforts were in vain. She stopped, when she heard familiar laughters echo in the vehicle. As her vision was gifted back to her, she was stunned by a yell in unison, “HAPPY APRIL FOOL’s DAY” !! They had actually tried to reach her phone to inform her that they were right behind her to drop her off to her house, due to the heavy rain. In the all the more frightening scenario, she had not heard her phone ring and seeing the 15 missed calls then, she laughed at herself.
P.S. Life is too short to worry about things.. Learn to accept the humor life throws at you through special beings known as “friends” .. People are too busy worrying about ‘what could have happened if it was true’ that they forget to live the moment. Live the present, enjoy your future. Past is so called for a reason; It’s not meant to be carried on!!