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         Twas a Sunday night and I was preparing for my speech. All were fast asleep, Tom my younger brother was counting stars. His face exhibited the frustration when he used to mingle between two's and three's. Lucia my new sister in her usual habit of getting attention, was looking at me with her hopeful and mesmerising eyes which held me spellbound for a while. But the determination to get the first prize by defeating my 'Popular Friend' Joe, filled me with power and took me out from the sweet witch's trap. I sat at the table and started preparing myself for the awaited opportunity. I moved up and down with my feelings wherever required. I thought to take a break when the clock struck '12:00 A.M.'. I went for coffee towards the fridge. When I took the cup, I heard a loud sound, of a crash probably. I peeped through the window and I saw a strange smoke evolving from the Jungle.
   Oh! my favourite place where I spent my childhood days. For birds' eggs or for inner peace climbing trees have been among the indispensable adventures of my life. I felt euphoric when I talked about the days. I was dropped out of my dreamworld by the lights emitted from that spot. I was sure of that not to be a forest fire. The UFOs was the thought dancing on my mind, probably due to the side-effects of binge watching of the 'strange effects' on T.V. These were also a great topic of discussion among friendly gossips. The temptation of discovering facts on this trendy topic and added to it the happiness of boasting for a while derailed me from the track of speech.
After a deep and invaluable squabble of  'Moral Values and Curiosity' inside my small brain, the match was won by curiosity. Then I decided to move out of the house. I walked slowly with great patience. I opened the door quietly, then I saw................................... 
(sequel to be continued #thesasai)
                                                                                                        - Sasai Chandra Kumar.

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