Halloween night. The most exciting night of the year. A night full of fun, a night full of laughter. A night full of trick-or-treating!! It was truly supposed to be an awesome night. But looks like fate had other plans for me.
My friends and I were supposed to set out on our candy-collecting ordeal at 5:30 in the evening. But at 5:15, I received a call from my friend saying they all wouldn't be able to make it. I was just like, "Whaaaaaaatttt?!" Like, seriously. You can't just cancel out on a plan like this just 15 minutes before it would all begin!!
So yea, I was ditched by my friends on my first ever Halloween night. I sat and cried for a good deal of half an hour. I cried so badly that my tears actually complemented my costume! My tears pulled my eyeliner all down my face, and honestly, it did make my face suit my costume- I was dressed as Annabelle, by the way. And if you're thinking what I'm thinking, Annabelle cried blood. Okay, okay, I looked like the Annabelle who cried, umm, eyeliner. Better? I guess so.
So coming back to what actually happened. I figured it was 5:50. 20 minutes past the time I was supposed to set out trick-or-treating. I fixed my costume, smirked at my face, picked my basket and set out into my nighbourhood. I must admit, I looked rather scary; my dog was frightened by my look too :O
So I set out, the only kid trick-or-treating alone, and I must've walked a good deal of 5 minutes when BAM!! The current goes out. I sighed to myself. First my friends, and now the electricity. Looks like my first Halloween wasn't even supposed to go on well.
I start walking, stretching my hands to detect any obstacles before they could strike me. One step, two steps. I kept walking. And suddenly. I see something. Two specks of golden-yellow amidst all black. And they staring at me from my sides. They were diagonally to my sides, perhaps. They always say that Bad Luck Comes In Threes. Could this be it? Could this be an experience that would change my opinions on superstitions for life?? I so hoped it wasn't!!
I kept looking at those two 'eyes'. I knew monsters didn't exist, but what if they did? Could these be two evil Mike Wazowskis? I wanted to run, but my legs didn't let me. I was sweating on a freezing cold night. Then, the rustling of leaves- both in front of me, and behind me. The two specks in front of me were coming closer. At a very fast pace. I was so going to die!!!
Adrenaline. Way too much adrenaline. I ran backwards, at a pace that could win me a gold in my school running race, when normally I wouldn't even manage to come in the top 5. I thought I'd escape the first two yellows and outrun the remaining two. But no! Something stopped me in my tracks.
Voices. I'm pretty sure I heard voices. I could bet the only cent I had at that time that I heard voices. Familiar ones.
Slowly, but swiftly, I could make out two figures in front of me. Turning back, I could make out two more behind me. I squeezed my eyes. They were my friends. (Lame, I know.) Those jerks wanted to prank me on Halloween. They wanted me to stay back at home and come scare me while I sat crying in my room because those fools ditched me. But on finding that I had left without them, they chose to scare me this way. Rubbish!!!
My first Halloween didn't turn out the way I wanted it to, but I guess what happened was good enough.
5:15pm. Veer's dinner time (He's my dog, by the way). Mumma and Veer went out to get his food, and I sat inside, eating pasta at the dining table. And then, chaos. Mumma shouted to my grandma from outside- "Security Koopdinga!!". That means 'call the security', in Tamil, actually. She had apparently spotted a small snake lying in front of Veer's room. From that moment onwards begun the entire episode of what I'd call, 'Freakish Awesomeness'.
So here's what happened. Mum spotted a tiny cobra, grandmom called the security. I was jumping, literally. Veer started getting anxious. The poor boy saw the potential source of danger to his family, but didn't know what it was. First time, you see. But his bravery didn't let me sit in peace. And to make his anxiousness better, Dad returned just then. Veer looked at me- "Akka, won't you tell me what's going on? I wanna be sure that you all are safe." Just then, my excitement doubled.
Dad spotted another cobra slithering from my cycle towards the UPS. I went Ahhhhhhh!! Grandma was going out at that time to inform Dad, but she got the shock of her life when Dad shouted- "Paambu!!"
So then what? I had to choose between taking care of my bro and witnessing the capture of a giant cobra. I had already seen our driver catching a small one earlier, and I could in no way miss this. Yea, I am a selfish sister; I accept it. But Veer is mature now na. So I ditched my brother to catch the glimpse of the ordeal outside.
That's the cobra on the left <---
Zoooooom, I ran outside the front door. Three securities had gathered outside. They had apparently caught the small one before I went out ( :( ), and were slowly moving towards the UPS, where the beautiful golden-scaled cobra had taken refuge. It took a good deal of 10 minutes to get the Naja naja out of its safe compartment in the UPS. Bamboo sticks, a long pipe fitted into a sack, and an air of excited nervousness in the garage. It was 5:25.
Then it all happened. Everyone tried getting the snake out using a really long bamboo stick. The hiss was almost deafening. Poor angry cobra! It was being hindered when it was in peace. But bruh! A safer place for you is not behind the battery, it is at the eucalyptus forest behind the development!!
Another 5 minutes passed. It was 5:30. The snake was still confused. It didn't know what to do. It had come out by now, but the 8 people around it were seemingly freaking it out. A huge pipe in front of it, and people around. Looked as though it would kill anyone, anytime.
I don't remember what happened in the next 25 minutes. I only remember watching as it slithered in and out of its secret refuge. I was lucky enough to get a small glimpse of it now and then.
At last, after a 45 minute episode of eye-to-eye contact with the snake, it slowly slithered into the pipe and into the sack in which lay its tiny comrade. Security took it away.
Another event that's gonna beautifully haunt my dreams for the next couple of days.
Exactly a month after my last post, here's a poem that has surprisingly fetched me a prize in a competition with loads of competition (pun intended) :O
It's called Be Yourself, Not Others' Selfie!, and is basically about how teens tend to change their personalities because of their friends, or other situations. And yes. As all my writings, it is inspired by my experience. So here's how it goes!
I never really liked the teens who were 'blah'.
The teens, you know, who treated excessive weight as 'Alas!'
The teens who chuck attitude, boast about their fame's longitude-
Those teens were never meant to be my type.
But one fine day, I found myself away,
Away in the lost world of 'Meh',
It struck to me there. in my mind unaware,
Being 'blah' could just be my next dare.
I started hating being 'stout', my smile turned into a pout,
My mirror was now my new best friend;
It started getting worse, my life was an empty purse,
My soul was darkening, as if by a curse.
I couldn't be myself, fashion was my guide,
And I don't know why, but my self was taking strides-
Away from me, the soul that nurtured it,
And Oh! I was not ready for this dangerous fit!
It took my angel a while to come,
She said indirectly, "Being Yourself is much more fun!"
I didn't listen at first, but I slowly did,
I slowly realised that my 'la' by my 'blah' was being hid.
It did take me some time to rediscover my 'la',
My 'la', to tell you this, was being myself, and my earlier bliss,
But I found her at length, she was safe and sound,
Waiting for me in the land of wisdom, she was very profound.
Good won over evil, my 'la' won the war,
She defeated my 'blah', she returned to her rotten star,
The angel rescued me, she couldn't stand the 'not-her-type' me-
Because at last, it is you who you should be!!
Halloween night. The most exciting night of the year. A night full of fun, a night full of laughter. A night full of trick-or-treating!! It was truly supposed to be an awesome night. But looks like fate had other plans for me.
Slowly, but swiftly, I could make out two figures in front of me. Turning back, I could make out two more behind me. I squeezed my eyes. They were my friends. (Lame, I know.) Those jerks wanted to prank me on Halloween. They wanted me to stay back at home and come scare me while I sat crying in my room because those fools ditched me. But on finding that I had left without them, they chose to scare me this way. Rubbish!!!
