MAHATHI'S DAY OUT

23rd october became a memorable day in my life. Ritesh, Irphan and me had an outing. It was meant to be a educational trip but was rather like an adventure. That morning i asked both of them to arrive early to college, since we had to go to RCI and also since both of them come very late...yes much later than me. But they reached college by 9 and i arrived at 11. Then we got our records corrected. Both of them had to redraw some block diagrams in Microwave Lab record. After they got their record corrected, at around 12 we started back to Mehedipatnam and from there to Telephone Bhavan and from there to Koti. By the time we reached Koti it was 2 and we were hungry. Irphan was all about reaching late and didn't let us eat, but instead got a juice for each of us. From there we reached Midhani at about 2.45. From there, after getting sun burnt for about 20 minutes, i finally asked some auto drivers there who asked us to take a seven-seater instead of a bus, which comes rarely. Finally we reached our destination at around 3.30. When we reached there, we weren't allowed inside since we had no refernce. So we were coming back when the defence stores truck dropped us half the distance (so filmy naa). Walking a furlong we came across an old lady with a flock of sheep. We were so mesmerized with the scenery that we moved to the sheep frightening them away. We walked and walked talking about how nice the RCI was from outside. When i noticed something that Ritesh crossed. And it was a SNAKE!!! He was so shocked for around a few moments, thanking God again and again. Then we got a seven-seater which dropped us till balapur x roads. From there we came to Santoshnagar had brunch. Then Ritesh came to drop me till Koti (Irphan deserted us). He made sure i got a bus and went his way. After a few minutes in the bus, an old man boarded the bus, his wife who was sitting beside me wanted to give him her seat. I politely stood. Halfway home, i was cursing myself for offering the seat, my back was hurting. I reach home and collapse ending the day with a dinner with family, watching TV and smiling inside.

EXTRACT OF MY STORY "CHRISTIE AND SID"

“For God’s sake, just think about the kids.” Shouted Mr. Grint when Christie opened the door.
“I’ll take Anna and Mark with me. They are my kids.” Said Mrs. Grint with her hands folder. They were deep in conversation and obviously they haven’t noticed that Christie has reached home and was listening to them.
“Christie is your daughter too!” Mr. Grint said angrily.
“She isn’t my daughter. I only adopted her.” Said Mrs. Grint. Christie dropped the shopping bags. They fell down with a thud. Mrs. Grint turned around to find Christie there.
“Christie, go to your room.” Mr. Grint passed an order.
“I need to know what’s happening here dad. Am I not your daughter?” Christie asked her dad with tears in her eyes.
“Indeed you are his daughter. But, you aren’t mine. You are his first wife’s daughter.” Said Mrs. Grint. “Whatever it is, I don’t care. I’m taking my kids with me. Keep your daughter with you. You will be getting the divorce papers within a day or two. I am taking the custody of my son and daughter. I don’t need this girl.”
“Clara, Christie is your daughter too.” Mr. Grint said it slowly and turned away.
“She’s not!” shouted Mrs. Grint. “I had enough of this. I am leaving this place with my children. Don’t forget to sign the divorce papers and the papers regarding the custody of my children when they reach you. If you deny signing them, then it would cost you a lot.
“Mom, please don’t do this. Anna and Mark are my siblings too.” Cried Christie.
“ANNA! MARK!” Mrs. Grint called out. Both the kids came running out. “Pack you bags. We are going for a small vacation.”
“What about school?” enquired little Anna. “And why is Christie crying?”
“Stop asking questions. Pack your bags and I want you here in FIVE minutes.” She shouted. In five minutes, after packing the bags Anna and Mark left the house with their mom saying quiet good byes to their sister and dad.
“Dad?” Christie called out softly. “Isn’t she my real mom?”
“I am so sorry my daughter.” Lamented Mr. Grint. “Clara is your step mom. Your mom or rather my first wife died in childbirth with Cancer when you were born. It was then that I married Clara. Your mom’s younger sister. She was ready to adopt you as her child. I never told you this because I felt you needn’t know. But, I think I made a mistake.”