She woke up unwillingly because it was White day
How on earth she thought can there be such a terror!
She folded her White dress in a cover and tucked it in the
already heavy school bag
Even when the books she took were according to the time
table
An extra bag for her lunch box and water bottle and she is
ready
The Long ‘Tring’ bell rang and all students at their best,
in their seat
The focus on the board while the teacher explained theories
were mandatory
Or a chalk piece would come straight onto the distracted, as
a reminder
She was an attentive student, humble and always in the good
books of all
One could easily get the feel of gentleness from her simple innocent
looks
She wished that the hours stretched a little longer than the
usual
What if the white class was cancelled if there was a rain
shower?
What if the new beast like terrifying figure did not turn up
to school?
As the thoughts rolled, time galloped and she saw the fear
nearing
There was no excuse of staying back as the rules did not
allow so
She changed into the white attire as her fellow girls and
followed
She felt a shiver, her nerve pull, her legs pulling her back
in her mind.
To start with, two big rounds of the playground, move on
She froze to death as it was not her day for sure
She was shown no mercy and she did as the others
When asked for a consideration, by the regular coach
She laughed and said, It is all a lie, all others can do,
why not she?
Her class friends empathized but who could afford a low
grade standing by the right.
After one round, her breath gave up and she was sweating,
yet she never gave up
There was not even an iota of humanity trickling in those pale
dead eyes
Finally, she felt the earth stop and she hit the dry grass,
thud
At first no one noticed and they were way ahead, then the
girls ran back to help
She was slowly lifted and with support brought to the open
theatre space
She had slight bruises on her knee but was gasping for
breath continuously
Her best friend felt her pain more and was by her side till
she came back to normal
The beasty figure looked worried, suggested
that she be taken to the resting room
The Bell rang for the lunch break
and she went back to her class
The White Day incident was scary
yet she thought to keep silent about it
She was really good in her
academics, even with lesser grade in Sports, she could manage
The next week, the White day came
again but then she was calm
She just wanted to face the fear
and allow things to happen the natural way
We cannot change this devil mind,
her friends whispered
The schedule all set to begin, she
was ready to run for her breath
She closed her eyes, prayed to
God, when suddenly she heard her name
Perhaps yet another sneer, she
thought so and was all set to jog
She heard her name again, loud
and clear, in disbelief, she turned behind
She was told to sit, while the
others completed the rounds.
She sat obediently and gratitude
to God was pouring in.
The other aerobics sessions were
fine and easy for her.
The beast turned an Angel without
having to plead or request, she thought.
Compassion blossoms suddenly in the
seemingly heartless people.
