Shweta Vashisht

Drama


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Shweta Vashisht

Drama


Pantomath

Pantomath

3 mins 78 3 mins 78

It's three months since I have joined my new school. I only have a limited number of friends. One fine morning on my way to school a boy came & asked me to give his mobile. I thought he was mistaken & ignored him. When our classes started he again came & told my teacher that I was having his mobile. He showed her the message “Hello I am Kushi, your mobile phone is with my brother Prakash and I am in Sion.Sion.”I get shocked how is this possible. Although this message itself is proof that I am not having his mobile. The spelling of my name was written wrong, the name of my brother was written wrong & the address was also wrong. One more proof was on the day which his mobile was misplaced I had gone out of the school for the competition. My brother has never attended that event. I cried once not because the blame was on me but because I was new to that place I only had a few numbers of friends. So it was sure that it is done by any of my friends. My class & teachers supported me & told me to forget all this. But my brain was just thinking who has done it. Then suddenly I realized that my senior have brought a mobile for the first time. I can understand that she was building a story. So I went to that boy & asked him about the features of the mobile. Surprisingly everything was similar to that mobile which I saw in the morning. In the afternoon I asked her sister “Ankita has your sister purchased a new mobile. She replied no she is lying”.The truth is out. When she came on the bus I just asked her why she had lied. She again made a story but I can know &was clearing my doubt. After reaching home I narrated the whole incident to my mother. She scolded me for not calling her. My reply to her was I want to solve my problems on my own. I informed the boy that I found the culprit. I gave him the location details. The next morning police also traced the location of the mobile & the location was the same. When the boy's parents went to her home she again started making stories &her mother also supported her children. The mobile was found & we forgave her.

 

This was the first time I have experienced that some people just act as a friend to fulfill their motives. I will remember this incident all my life.

What I have learned- You cannot trust everyone blindly. Every problem is an adventure let's see how adventurous are we.

Come let's take a ride that takes us to our future.

At the moment when this incident took place, I used to blame God for why this happened to me. But now I am thankful to God that it happened to me.


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