The Short story series...

Hello guys, for those who will be following my writing and those who wish to, I am starting a new short story segment. This is for those who really have nothing to do and are all ears for praises and/or critical complaints. Please make yourself at home at my blog, i dont disappoint anybody.
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Now, i know you all may feel shy and the lot, but i also know you are antsy to type out stuff which may catch the attention of budding writers and avid readers. So, being the owner of this blog, i start first. PLEASE follow the bandwagon, i want to see a million short stories here (if thats ever gonna happen?!!!) and be my guest/host/dost/whatever....


LUCKY LANDING


A sunny day came to its usual end. As the seething sun finally started its dip downwards, the climate started cooling off. And as we all know, a pleasant day with just the right amount of sunlight and shade brings forth the children, the youth, adults and the aged out into the fresh air, to bask in all of natures glory. The boys in a society are bound to come together and start playing various games, be it Soccer, Cricket, caroom, chess, etc. But one thing is for sure, they are going to exhaust themselves by the time the sun is completely out of vision.

One such fine evening, a group of boys in a typical middle-class locality gathered together to play their favourite game of cricket. Sixers were hit, the stumps took cart-wheels, stunning catches were taken and a little bit of cheating included, the boys had a fun time together. As the sun steadily moved out of sight, they realised it was no longer possible to play due to the difficulties in sighting the ball. Packing up, everyone moved towards their houses. Amongst the lot was a young boy of 15 named Surej, who was sapped out of energy. He was stumbling home-wards until his foot got caught in a stone and he was thrown off-balance.

Alerted and alarmed, helpless Surej didnt know what would happen with him next. As he flew through the air, he fell into an open pothole. It must have been atleast 29 feet deep, but he fell on some dirty, garbage-filled sacks. As he lay pondering what to do in this dark sewer, Surej's eyes caught the glint of a shining coin amidst the rubbish sacks. He picked it up, and examined it and was surprised to find it glinting of gold! Boy oh boy, Surej really was going to go home happy. Wait, go home happy? It struck him then that he was going to need help getting out of here. He wanted to go home. His mother must have made Poha and tea and must be eagerly waiting for him. This thought made him hasten his frantic efforts to climb out.

'Help! Help me....Mummy i'm stuck here! HELP!' cried Surej. Nobody could here him, and panic struck him. He had no cell phone with him - he left it home lest it falls and breaks while playing. But now, he was in dire need of help. If only he could think of some way to move out! 'Darn, i have to search for something here, or else i wont be having dinner tonight!' As these thoughts went through his mind, he heard the squeak of a rat and that did it. He was really scared of rats and he was determined to find his way out of here. He searched his pockets for something and found his trusted flash light. Heaving a sigh of relief, he flicked it on and pointed it right out of the pothole.

Luckily, that did the trick. His elder brother was coming back from work and as he passed the manhole, he saw the flashing patterns of light coming from the dark depths. He peeped in to find his young brother in it. He called the nearby shopkeepers to help him pull Surej out. They not only got Surej out, but also a lot of dirt and the putrid smell of rotten garbage. He got scolded by him, and was warned to 'keep his eyes open' the next time around. But everyone was happy, and so was Surej. He thanked God for keeping him safe even though he was phenomenally scared of the dark and rats. The experience helped him overcome his fears and he was instantly rewarded with the Gold coin. He hungrily gobbled down his mommy's 'ghar ka khana' and slept peacefully.


What say, not bad for a start right? ;)