The Untold Misery Of A School Boy-Part Two

                               
                               They say

                             "Whom the Gods love die young.."

                               If that is true..

                            "Thank you GOD,we don't need your love...."

As soon as the final bell rang..All the innocent and naughty children just jumped out of their seats and ran out of the class like a swarm of bees..

Their juvenile nature did not remind them that their beloved friend Rahul was still sleeping in the last bench and that they have a duty to wake him up..

They were too young to be mindful of these things and they just ran out in a joyful holiday mood..

Rahul was in deep sleep and in fact slept on the bench behind his writing table in the extreme corner of the room..

One by one all the students, teachers and the administration staff…

L..e..f..t……the… school..

Rahul was still sleeping..

The entire school was vacant in fifteen minutes..

At 4.50 P M..

The school watchman started his final duty of the day..

Starting with the first room in the school building he walked into each and every class room, checked everything, switched off all the lights and fans, closed all the windows and finally locked every room..

The secretary of the school was waiting in the office room to receive the keys of all the rooms from the watchman..Later the keys will be kept in a safety locker by the secretary till further opening of the school..that is the daily practice there..

One by one, the watchman finished checking and locking all the rooms in the ground floor..

Then he reached the first floor, did the same there..

As he was moving to the second floor, he got a call on his mobile phone from his wife asking him to come home early as the last bus for their village was at 6.30 PM..

He looked at his watch..

It was 4.58 P M..

He moved briskly towards the second floor..

While moving so he told himself that he should cover the whole second floor in less than five minutes..

Rahul’s class room lies in the second floor and even in that floor it was the last room in the corridor..

The East facing corridor was gradually gathering darkness with shadows of the huge pillars spreading across the carpet as if signaling a great calamity..

The crows on the nearby tree were making a constant noise as if they were foreseeing something..

Unfortunately Rahul was still sleeping..

Moving hurriedly the watchman went on closing all the rooms in the second floor without properly checking them..

He just switched off all the power switches in each room and locked them one after the other...

And finally at 5.03 P M..

He walked into Rahul’s room..

He switched off the fans first..

Then the lights..

That being the month of December and mid winter time in India, the room almost became completely dark once the watchman had switched off the lights..

Rahul was still s..l..e..e..p..i..n..g on the wooden bench near the rear window in the last left side corner of the room..

The distance between the main entrance which was in the front right side corner of the room and the place where Rahul was sleeping was around thirty five feet..

The stupid watchman thought that it was a waste of time to cover all that distance and close the window..

So he very carelessly moved out to close and lock the main entrance door..

The watchman was being paid for that job of checking each and every door and window of the school building and see that they are properly closed and locked.

But he did not do so on that day..

A gross injustice to his job and duty…

The second and the biggest factor that later contributed to the great tragedy..

The window beside which Rahul was sleeping was left open, unchecked.

If that window was checked by the watchman he would have noticed Rahul sleeping there..

But that bloody SOB didn’t do that..

He calmly walked out off the second floor first and the first floor next and finally handed over the keys to the eagerly waiting secretary..

Later the secretary very promptly kept those keys in the safe custody, locked it, locked the room and pushed off..

Rahul was still sleeping..

It was 5.08 PM…

And at that time came Rahul’s father,Shekhar

Very hurriedly….

And now..

There is a gradual change in the weather and marching from west to east an army of thick black clouds started taking positions in the sky..

Sending some signals about the great tragedy...

Continued In The Untold Misery Of A School Boy-Part Three