INTIMADATION BY WRONG PERSONS
It was my first day in the college. We were here to take admission in civil branch at college of engineering Trivandrum. We were passed through various checking and certificate validation. That was the time I met my first fear ‘VIVEK’.I have always been a shy guy. Getting frequently nervous is wired in my nature. Let be in presence of a girl or a stranger, I crawl in my shell ridiculously. Recollecting back I have always been afraid of things which after some times appears ridiculous. When I was child I feared dark and horror serials. When a teenager, new fears had taken over; snakes, dogs and girls. Now in twenties I fear future, jobs, higher education and still girls. But among my laughable fear were my own classmates.
Under the glaring tube light, I saw
him. At first his look wasn’t daunting. Under some circumstances, I spoke with
him. I was ridiculously threatened by his blasé uttering of English. Then I saw
his red line on his face. It was a knife or a hammer or or…… I was convinced that
he was a bully and I would be soon thrashed by him in coming years. A fear of
him was imprinted in me.
Later my familiarity with his nonchalant
tongue made me comfortable with him. In fact he was everything but for the
things that I had imagined about him. a buji, a leader etc ,etc.
