The Scholarship:Episode 2

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Episode 1

The dawn was yet to break. It was cold, the winds chilled up the surroundings even more. Though dark but the moonlight made the sand dunes shimmer under the star studded sky. The Pole star could be seen very clearly as if the Almighty is radiating some light to curb the darkness in the desert.

Kishu got up at 4 AM everyday and cleaned all the utensils. Following this he took his bath and prayed to the small idol of Lord Krishna and Radha Rani.

He had created  a small table, made up of partly broken Plywood and small logs of nearby forestwood. It was supported on bricks and stones, and had a leg room between the supports. He placed his belongings,  the idol of Lord,  his jute bag which carried his school books, a candle which was supported in a tumbler such that all the melted wax collected in it and the candle was never exhausted!

“Chachaji!! Good Morning☺ Have some tea☕”, said Kishu waking him up.

“Good Morning Kishu☺”, replied Chachaji as he sipped the tea after washing his face.

“So, done with the utensils?”

“Yeah! I have even placed them in the Kitchen, please tell Jambal to wipe them once before he starts to cook in them, as I saw lot of cockroaches roaming around last night”, said Kishu arranging his books in the jute school bag.

“And Please have the medicines on time. I have kept them above the cupboard.”

And he took his little bicycle and left for the school.




“So Children, today we shall begin with the basics of Profit and Loss”,addressed Surendra Sir.

Surendra Gahlot was the only teacher at the Govt. School of the village. He was originally an Engineer but his love for teaching and a passion to make the change, was the reason, the only school in a remote village amidst the sand dunes could actually be functional. He taught nearly all the subjects single handedly and the students loved him too.

He was really dedicated towards making the concepts crystal clear to each and every student of his and helping the talented students with their higher studies in the city, by helping them apply for various scholarships,Government loans and Sponsorship programmes.

Many of his students had already made it to the elite colleges across India, and few of them already settled in Reputed organisations in India and Abroad. He was also intrumental in setting up the solar plant in the school campus which in turn provided electricity to the entire village at Night.

“So Students, you have completed the exercises 1 upto 3 that I gave for homework?”, enquired Surendra Sir.

“Yes! Sir”, the students said in unison.

“Okay! Kishu please collect everyone’s notebook and place it on the table”,

“Right away Sir!”

Tun!!!Tun!! The bell rang indicating lunch hour.

“Okay! Submit your notebooks everyone and we shall meet tomorrow. And yes! Don’t forget to attempt the first ten questions from Profit and Loss Chapter. See you in the evening”,said Surendra Sir as he walked out of the class.

Many of the children who came to study, used to work in the nearby roadside restaurants and in the Market to support their families. And hence the class hours were changed from 7 to 10 in the morning and 4 to 6 in the evening.

“Excuse me Sir! “, said Kishu as he showed his book to sir.

“Yes! Kishu. Do you have any problem solving the questions?”

“No Sir! I just wanted to know if I can appear for the Junior Mathematics Olympiad about which you were talking about yesterday”

“Yeah! Sure. I just forgot to tell the class toady. Actually do one thing ask all your friends if they want to enroll for the same and intimate me by tomorrow morning. If there are enough participants we may get a Government sponsorship for the same”,said Surendra Sir.

“Sure Sir! I would definitely note down their names and give it to you by tomorrow morning”,said Kishu keeping the notebooks on his table.

(To be continued……..)

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Rules Priority Clash😇: Episode 4(Haridwar) : The Disagreement with the boss!!

Spirituality turned the atmosphere  warm. The warmth of Love was enough for two souls to unite.Kushagra had no idea that he was merely an inch away from Pratishtha. Her hair flew with every gust of cool breeze,  touching Kushagra’s face and he closed his eyes engulfing some old memories, some familiar aroma, some familiar feelings….

“Kusshhhh…”, a voice echoed in his head and he suddenly fell apart.

Thousands of bell and loud voices started echoing in his head. He held his head with hands and fell on his knees. He buried his face in his lap. 

“Kush!!…. What happened?  Hey!! Are…are you okay!!…Kushh!!.. Kush..what happened dear!”, Pratishtha said as she climbed up the stairs of the ghat to reach to Kushagra.

She patted him and supported him to stand. He suddenly burst in tears.

“hey!! You’re crying? ..what happened? Tell me…”, she said hugging him tight.

Kushagra drenched her shoulders with his tears. He cried and cried. Like a kid he wept, like a broken soul, like his past was inflicting upon him.

“Stop crying..why…suddenly.. what happened!! We were having a good time, weren’t we?”, said Pratishtha hailing an autorickshaw.

He pushed him sit inside the auto.


The hotel room:

“Ya! Room no. 201…Right..Okay! By what time shall the order be served?..okay 30 minutes.. Okay..Thank you so much”, she hung up the intercom.

She drew closer to the bed and sat down on a chair near the bed.

Kushagra was lying down with his face buried in the Pillow. He was yet to calm.

“oh!! C’mon..break that awkward silence. At least tell me something, so that I can find a solution to it! Damn it!”, jerked pratishtha.

She stood up and sat on the bed near Kushagra 

“Okay! Listen..just turn to me ..c’mon..yes! Y.yes. ..”, she said turning his head to her lap.

“Life has become so miserable, Pari”, he uttered his first words after forty five minutes of sobbing.

” Why what’s wrong? Tell me. I am there for you!”,she said holding his hands

“All throughout the school life, the college and at the office, I have always tried to be the perfect student and then the perfect employee. I have always given my best in trying to make everyone contented with my work. Still, they leave no stone unturned to humiliate me, to torture me and all that for no fault on my part. A wretched creature does something wrong and all that fucking bastard  does is to tell the Boss that I am responsible for it! “, sighed Kushagra.

He continued,”Life was great when we loved each other. And then you went away, like a gust of clouds, sprinkling few water droplets on me so that I may believe that my life is going to be filled up with water and all I got was a severe drought. You never thought about me! Did you?”

The room was engulfed by silence once again. The little operational noise of the air conditioner was the only sound that could be heard.

Suddenly, a phone rung. It was kushagra’s . The screen flashed, 

” Bastard Boss Calling”

“Just hang up!!”, said Pratishtha.

“Ohh!! Shut up! Don’t get crazy he will fire me. I have to take this.😬Afterall I am his slave chained by the dollars he throws in my bank account.😩”, he swiped his thumb!!

“Good Evening Sir!!”

“What the fuck is this? You think you can randomly go out of station and I am not going to know about it! You better mail me the advisory statements, like now!….Can you hear me…Now!!”, echoed from the speaker of the phone.

Suddenly Pratishtha snatched his phone.

” Just shut up you bloody slave of greed!! Fuck the shit out of yourself, or else I will screw you up so hard that the next day,people won’t be able to recognise their fucking boss. Take the bloody statements in your a**. You bloody asshole.Don’t dare to call him anymore!”, and she hung up.😱😱😱

Kushagra was like😫😰. “What the hell was that!! Are you totally out of your senses. Have you gone crazy!!”

“Yes!! I am crazy. You know I am.Right?”😄😎 said Pratishtha,” and I think you should also try that!!what say!!”

” Oh! Stop being childish. He has my job in his hands. He will screw me.”, Kushagra said.

“Oh! You really think so he will? I have already screwed him up to an extent that he will not be able to recover for the next few days!”., replied Pratishtha with a witty smile”Now do one thing. You’ve watched jab we met. Right? Oh! We saw it together. Shall I tell you anything more?😀😀”

“But I don’t have his photograph. I mean who keeps the photo of his wretched boss”,said Kushagra with a mild smile on his face.😐

“You have your Phone. Now open all your social accounts and block him. C’mon do it!! It will be fun! Trust me it’s gonna be awesome. ….okay. Now go and throw the Sim in the drain. Flush him out of our life”, said an excited, crazy Pratishtha. 

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” You said ‘our life’…”, smiled Kushagra……..(To be Continued)…

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Vivek Vatsal

Utkarshini Khanna

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Rules priority Clash😇: Episode 3(Haridwar)

As Kushagra and Pratishtha reach Haridwar, they can feel the change in the air. It is not just the climate which feels pleasing against the harsh Delhi heat that they have gotten used to, but, also the aura of that city, there is a certain peacefulness even in a busy bustling street.

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Lost in his own thoughts, suddenly, Kushagra gets startled with the voice of the taxi driver, “This lodge will suit you perfectly bhaisahab. Its close to the Ghat & a very affordable choice for newly wed couples!” 


Shouts an anxious Kushagra. But, Pratishtha interrupts Kushagra in no time by thanking the driver and paying him off to send him away quickly. She grabs Kushagra’s arm and pulls him towards the hotel entrance.

Kushagra exclaims, ‘What was that all about huh? That man just called us newly weds and you went along with it!’ 

To which she replies instantly ‘I cannot believe that a senior executive of a company can be so naive! Do you really think these people will let us live here if they come to know that we are 2 unmarried singles? This is Haridwar not Goa! Now, shut up and let me do all the talking.’ 

They walk towards the reception desk, unaware that the manager has been fondly watching them squabble for a few seconds now. 


The manager greets them and assuming they are a married couple offers to them the honeymoon suite! Kushagra, about to react but, realizes soon that it would be best for him to stay quiet on noticing Pratishtha’s twitching eyebrows and angry eyes. As they move towards the elevator to see their room, the manager whispers to Kushagra, ‘Sir I think madam seems a little fiesty today. Don’t worry there is a surprise waiting for both of you in the room.’ Kushagra then follows the manager to the elevator with a blank face. As they step into the room, Pratishtha squeaks in delight! It isn’t as luxurious as an actual suite is supposed to be since its just a lodge but, it is still something! They see a bouquet of fresh red roses on the bed and complimentary chocolates near the pillows! As Pratishtha moves towards the window & opens the curtains, they meet their big surprise, a serene view of the mountains with the Ganga flowing towards the Har Ki Pauri Ghat. Kushagra turns around and tells the manager ‘We’ll take it!’ 

After freshening up & gorging on the complimentary refreshments, they head out for the exciting rope-way ride to the famous Mansa Devi Temple.

On reaching the hilltop, they are left completely awestruck.


 It is as if the entire city is at their feet, the green trees covering most of the land, the mesmerizing mountain ranges spread all over the vicinity & the serene Ganga flowing from the mountains towards the ghats, spreading her roots everywhere and the cool wind against their calm faces, it feels like heaven to them.
As they stand inside the temple, side by side, smiling, their eyes transfixed on the beautiful idol of Goddess Mansa Devi, a priest comes up to them and says, ‘Do you know why people come so far to this humble temple?’ ‘She is the Manokamna Devi (the wish-granting goddess)!’ On hearing this, both of them smile and close their eyes, bow their heads and whisper a silent prayer to the almighty.’ On the entire way back, none of them speak anything, they just smile and absorb the serenity of the place, in peace…

As the sun seems to set, they pace towards the Har Ki Pauri ghat for Haridwar’s prominent Ganga aarti. 

Source: Google images

And, they are so glad that they do! It is the most alluring thing they have ever seen in their lives. Thousands of people standing besides the flowing holy river with hundreds of tiny diyas floating away, singing the powerful aarti alongside priests with saffron robes and radiant foreheads, giant bells in their hands & enormous smiles on their faces! 

Kushagra and Pratishtha, standing, watching, listening, feeling, the power of that moment, that place. Kushagra moves his gaze from the pure & holy Goddess Ganga to Pratistha’s face, which now glows from the light of the diyas, her sparkling eyes fixed on the river and her soft lips moving in prayer, he realizes he has now seen someone as beautiful as the goddess herself.

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#The Unfinished journey


Rules Priority Clash!😇 :Episode 2

It was almost silent indoors, most of the people were busy with their smartphones and laptops. Some not so busy, stuffed earphones and slept in solace. Some hungry, chubby kids randomly peeped through the passage, whether refreshments were being served, and probably their wishes were granted.
Two lean men,one with stacked trays of Refreshment and the other with a carton of RailNeer Water bottles marked their entry into the compartment, with a screeching sound of the sliding door. They began serving.

The coach was not much occupied and there were many vacant seats. One of the kids was constantly changing his position between two vacant seats. 

Children enjoy a lot in the trains!

Kushagra was constantly looking outside the window and pondering over something that had it on his nerves since long. 

“Excuse me Sir! Here’s your refreshment! Ma’am here’s your”, interrupted the attendant.

” ya! Sure. Thank you!”, replied Pratishtha.

Disconnected from all these stuff, Kushagra kept pondering on the outside world that moved past his eyes.Industrial setups on the outskirts of Delhi, Roads, traffic jam, Cart pullers drained with sweat, Delhi Metro making strides, Local trains and people hanging on the doors. He could see much, but all he was able to comprehend was that none was perfectly happy in his/her world, still they were upto their daily routine and the rules setup by the society.

“Kush!! Hey!!..”, she patted on his shoulders.

“Hn.anh..”,He jolted, as if he suddenly woke up from a dream!

“Have some refreshments!”, she said offering him the sandwich.

“No, I don’t feel like having them”,he dejected.

” oh! Have some please. You did not have your dinner last night! Did you?”, she pleaded.

‘Zummm..Tagad… Tagad …Tagad tagad..’,Suddenly a train passed on the adjacent track in opposite direction. The previous night cascaded infront of his eyes.

Previous night…..

As he unlocked the door, he could find a pamphlet lying on the doormat.

 It read:

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Have you lived your life upto its fullest?

Have you made a to-do list, but not able to achieve it?

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He sat down on the chair. Kept his bag aside, threw his shoes in disgust, first the right one followed by the left one.

Instances from office room echoed again and again..

“How  could you be so careless! You’re a senior executive!Damn It! 

Isn’t the company is paying you fucking enough to get your ass off the shit!!!

You’re a bloody looser!! Get the fucking out of my sight”

“Chuymm..”, the phone tore apart the silence, announcing new conversations.

He swiped the Notification bar.

‘Time for Clash of the Rules!!’, adressed the caption of the selfie. It was Pratishtha.

“Scee…chtch”, the train stopped with a jolt.

There was commotion in the compartment. A bulky lady entered the coach with an even big Luggage. She struggled hard to fit into the seat adjacent to the third row.

“Have a look! This is the journey map.I have created it myself.”, Pratishtha said handing over the iPad to Kushagra.

It was the map of India dotting locations with a green dot starting from Delhi,moving along Uttarakhand, UP, Bihar, West Bengal, Assam, Arunachal, Meghalaya, Orrisa, Andhra pradesh, Tamil Nadu terminating partially at Kanyakumari, thereafter a dotted line joined back Kanyakumari to Delhi via Kerala, Karnataka, Goa, Mumbai ,Ahmedabad, Bhopal, Kota, Jaipur.

“That’s huge”, Said Kushagra, bringing a smile on his face.” And you, were going to do that alone?”

“You haven’t changed a bit Pari”, he said hitting her head softly.

The train started with a jerk!!

“Not at all Kush!!😊😇😎☺Should I Pretend to do so?Hahaha..”, jolted Pratishtha……….(To be continued)

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