Two minutes..!!

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This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 29; the 29th Edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . The topic for this month is TWO MINUTES

“Excuse me, sir. We are about to land, please put your seat belts on?” The beautiful voice of the stewardess quickly woke me up from sleep. I couldn’t quite remember how I got into an air-bound flight. Seeing the confused look on my face, the stewardess repeated, this time more sternly yet in a comforting manner asking me to put on my seat belt. Pinning the seat belt I looked around to grasp knowledge of what was happening and how did I get here.I asked the passenger sitting next to me where was this flight heading towards? As amazed as she was, Dubai was the answer that came out. Confusion took control of my mind. I waited for things to go as they were heading. Suddenly, all kinds of beeps started to go off inside the plane, oxygen masks came down, it looked like bad turbulence on the plane and BOOM the plane crashed. 

I woke up in an altogether different kind of glass covered cell. Thinking of it as heaven, I started praying but then I noticed all types of wires attached to my body.I was still in a state of  shock of what just happened. Opening my eyes I saw  computers and different devices and a doctor.
 How are you feeling, Mr X?
“Where the fuck am I? Why are these damn wires stuck on my damn body, and who the hell are you? What happened to that plane?”
“All your questions will be answered at appropriate time. Right now please remain calm.”
“How the hell can you expect me to remain calm? That freaking plane fucking crashed into another plane, and you want me to remain calm. In what world can you expect me to? Do you even know what happened in that airplane? And how did I apparate directly from that crashed aircraft to this electrical room?
Sir, please listen to me. I am doctor House. You are right now inside Xavier Hospital, hooked up to a computer which enables you to travel into the future for TWO MINUTES, and right now we  are using this testing this technology to avoid the crash you just witnessed. We require your help, and use your piloting skills to prevent the crash from taking place. Right now, only this amount of information can be given to you.
Will you stop making fun of me like this, and quit playing with me? What do you mean that the computer would let me travel into the future? This is not a movie, do you hear me. We are not Arnold that we travel to future and back like it is a fucking airplane.
Sir could you like try swearing less, it makes me paranoid.
Is that so, then maybe you should try on this fucking, and try living through an airplane that crashed, and then find yourself in a god-for-saken glass room, with all sorts of wires attached to your body. Maybe then you will understand what is paranoid.
Sir please calm down. I know it is not every day that you witness an airplane crash, and then travel through time to find yourself in a glass covered bed attached with wires. But sir, we are here to save those innocent souls from the air crash, and for that we need your help. So I am again asking you to calm down sir.
But why the hell did you choose me, out of 7 billion people?
Sir, you have been chose, because your DNA is a bit complicated, and can withstand the alterations which the time travels causes, and thus causes no harm to you or your DNA win any ways. And that is why you sir have been chosen for this mission.
All right all right I get that I am mutant, but in what way can I help you in saving that aircraft?

Sir, you have been a trained pilot for Air Force stealth jets. I think some of that training might come in handy in manoeuvring that air craft and prevent it from crashing.

I get that, but I would be a total civilian there, how am I supposed to convince the god-damn-crew to allow me to fly that aircraft?

You will have to do that on your own sir. I am afraid I can’t help you in that. 

Sir, time is running out, we are going to send you into that aircraft again in 10 seconds. Please calm down, and relax.
Sir, one more thing. The computer can transport you through time for only three times. If the plane crashes in the third time, you die in the plane sir.
What the hell???? (Just then the countdown begun)
(Computer’s voice)
And it seemed like I was suck into the portal once again, and the only thing I was waiting for was the beautiful voice of the stewardess that was going to wake me up again.
“Excuse me, sir. We are about to land, please put your seat belts on?”
Ah!! There I was again, suddenly from a glass covered bed to an airplane which was about to crash, and I had to prevent it. *sigh*
I found myself exactly in the same seat and the same time. 2:03 PM. I had TWO MINUTES before I would transport back to that hospital. But this time I knew what had to be done in order to save these innocent lives. I quickly stood up, and headed for the cockpit. Standing there, blocking my access to the cockpit was another stewardess, who, no matter how much I pleaded, would not let me in. And due to that, I had just about a minute left. I tried convincing her, but she wouldn’t budge. I wish I could tell her, that the plane on which she was riding, was about to be crashed in about 20 seconds, and if she wouldn’t let me in, she would surely die. But sadly enough, I couldn’t. And as I saw seconds tick by in my watch, the plane crashed, and I woke up again in the hospital along with the annoying doctor staring down at me.
What happened sir?
The plane crashed again, because the stewardess wouldn’t let me fly the airplane. I wonder why? You know why, because I was a god-damn civilian, and civilians are supposed to remain seated and not fly aeroplanes for fun.
Oh, sir. This time we are going to send you in there, with a gun, and you may have to pretend to hijack the aeroplane, and then fly it out of danger. This is your last chance sir
Are you kidding me? You want me to hijack that plane? What if all the people pounce me, and tear my flesh out.
Sir you can try it. If you fail, you will another go and then maybe we can think of something.
Does this seem like a game to you? 
No sir. We have to save that plane. Are you ready?
Bite me.
Best of luck sir. I hope you return.
I bet your ass you are.
“Excuse me, sir. We are about to land, please put your seat belts on?”
Oh god. Will this thing ever stop? Again a TWO MINUTE disaster. I suddenly felt something near my waist. As I felt it, it was a pistol. Great!! Now I have to hijack the freaking plane. I got up as fast as I could, headed for the cockpit, got hold of the stewardess, pointed the pistol towards her, and ordered her to let me enter the cockpit and to shut up, or else she would die.( which seemed and irony to me). So after being let in and getting shocked glances from the pilot. I shot one in the arm, so that they would take me serious, removed him, took hold of the controls, ordered the other to help me steer the plane away, or else he would be seeing the stars. I had only one minute left. I gave it a full swerve to the right, and wished for the best. Soon we were far away from the destined location, and the aircraft had been saved.

Now I had to get the hell out of there so that people wouldn’t see me disappearing into thin air. I quickly ran to the bathroom, and waited for another time travel. Slowly I felt like Arnold. I bet he must have had fun doing that.
As I opened my eyes, I saw the annoying doctor stare down at me smilingly, and congratulating me, and also thanking me for saving the aircraft.

Mention not buddy. But next before sending me directly into a crash, try giving me a heads up. It will be only better for you.
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Tearing apart the heart
Emptying out the emotions
Agonizing the person
Releasing the pain
Silently withering away.

Acrostic: TEARS

those days..!!

There is a universal truth we all have to face whether we want to or not. Everything eventually ends. As much as I’ve looked forward to this day, I’ve always disliked endings. The last day of summer, the final chapter of a great book, parting ways with a close friend. But endings are inevitable. Leaves fall, we close the book, you say goodbye. Today is one of those days for us. Today we say goodbye to everything that was familiar everything that was comfortable. We’re moving on. But just because we are leaving, and that hurts, there are some people who are so much a part of us they’ll be with us no matter what. They are our solid ground, our north star. And the small clear voices in our hearts that will be with us. Always.

As In my veins-Andrew Belle played along with the aforementioned words in the crime series CASTLE, my mind wandered off to days where the words FRIENDSHIP and LOVE had their true meanings, people actually cared for each other, when life was far from all worries, fears and responsibilities did not seem to exist. And then my hands started scribbling and the following came out.

Dedicated to all my buddies:

Some things in life do not change
some memories never leave the heart,
Some people become strange,
others become a part of you.

As we go on
I remember
All the times we
had together
And if our lives were to change
come what may
We all still be
Friends forever

No more hanging out at the corners,
No more teasing others
no more lying to teachers about the homework,
no more of all the fun we had.

Everything will change,
Nothing will stay the same,
People will go their way
And miss the days
When life was about having fun
and not caring ’bout what lay ahead.

As I travel down these roads
encountering new challenges
I will still embrace the inner child
the sweet child of mine.

The only escape..!!

As the website displayed Aditya’s rank, he let out a sigh. He thought everything would be perfect after these results would be declared. He had imagined all those happy scenarios where his parents, his family, friends etc. would all be proud of him. But now since the results were declared, those dreams started to fade away into the darkness.
Another failure in his life. For the past two years, his life had been nothing but a loser’s track file. No matter, how hard he worked, no matter how much effort he put, the so called “GOOD FATE” had refused to show up its face to Aditya.
Tense thoughts started to race through his mind, cold sweat developed over his forehead. Fear engulfed all his body. Sitting on his bed, blankly watching at the screen which flashed his failure was all that he could do. He stared in utter disbelief that all that he had waited for since two years all had gone down the drain in a few moments. His whole life was ruined. His phone started to ring, notifications, messages started to creep up, all with by his friends sharing out their success to the world.
 Somehow when you fail at a thing, and the your immediate surroundings tend to succeed at that one, you start to feel out of place. You don’t wish to attend to their calls, reply to their messages. You just want to be left alone, far far away from the all the happiness that is prevailing around. The sadness kind of engulfs you. Every other success threatens you. Miserable feelings start to swarm into your mind. 
The same started to happen with Aditya. He felt irritated of his friends, he felt out of place with everybody. He immediately switched off his cell phone, and logged off. Still staring in utter disbelief, he started to think what answer would he now give to his parents. And what would happen to his career. In such anxiety he tried to drift off to sleep.

Next morning, seeing that the laptop was missing from his desk, he inferred it out that his dad must have taken it to see the result. He got shit scared not knowing whether to just lay in bed or to walk down and face his parents. Few moments he later he walked down his stairs, thinking that he will have to face it now or in a few hours. From above he could see that the website was shamelessly exposing his failure to the world. His hea hung down, he walked over to them and said “SORRY”.

His parents looked at him with an eyes full of sadness. Their son had broken their dreams of him passing. Aditya was too string emotionally to bear anything in this world but not the look the eyes of his parents gave him. Tears started to climb out of his eyes, his throat choked up. He could only think of the old saying goes” EVERYTHING ALWAYS HAPPENS FOR A REASON” and wished it would come true.

Aditya just sat there, looking at his father as his father searched for schools he could get admission into. His father tried to comfort him a little. But all was in vain.

 A few days passed, he tried to push himself up, searched maniacally for any insti. That would take him, but all went down. Aditya thought that this was it, he was a complete failure, and he could not even pass an examination. He came to know about all of his friends who got placed somewhere or the other, were busy partying and celebrating all around. Guilt knotted within him. 
He just could not take him, and became emotionally unstable after that. He would just sit in one corner of his room, crying to himself, locking himself up, not eating anything or drinking anything for days. His parents started to get worried about him too. The had already deciphered that he was already in a state of acute depression. They would try to take him out to places, try to cheer him up. Comfort him that he would surely get into an institution. But nothing could bring him back up. 
And things started to go bad with each passing day. He would not talk to anybody, anything could trigger of his tears, he would just sit in his room doing nothing like his whole life had ended.
A few days later, his parents had to go out to run some errands, and asked him to take care of the house and himself. Being left alone hit him in the head. He started to punch the walls out of frustration, and then he could not take it anymore. He opened up the kitchen drawer and slashed himself to death.
He just lay there with blood all over. RESULTS had taken one more student in its flame
Suicides have started to become a trend in today’s world.  As per records, 95-100 people (JUST FROM INDIA) commit suicide every single day, and a whopping 40% of them is from the adolescent group.
Some students just tend to carry the burden of the whole world on their shoulders, and thus expecting them to conquer high expectations, and when they fail to do so, some of them end up like ADITYA, or some regain their strength, and build up themselves gain, and prove it to the world, what they are capable of.

But how can the students like ADITYA be helped from not ruining their lives? How can these students be pulled out from their state of despair and prevent them to commit such blunders?