Being Watched

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College days are always remembered as the most memorable days of one’s life and that too when they are full of fun, spontaneity, liberty and pranks. In my case, my experience has been quite strange.

Ryan my best friend was a handsome hunk and the heartthrob of the college. Despite being arrogant he was the Romeo of many female hearts, but no girl could ever strike the cord of his heart. One day as a ragging game Ryan bragged his group that he will play a prank on Sally and will trap her in his love; if he succeeds then they will accept him as their leader.

Impressing Sally was not a cake walk, but after trying too hard Ryan accomplished in his mean task at last. They dated each other and came closer within sometime…Sally was in love with Ryan.

On that fateful day Ryan revealed the reality shamelessly.  Sally couldn’t face that humiliation, and with her broken heart ran back to her hostel. She left the college and didn’t appear ever.  We finished our exams and bid farewell to the college. Ryan was my friend, but I never appreciated his nasty act of pulling the prank on that poor girl.

I was now trying to settle in my father’s office and was not in touch with my college friends. After a gap of two months I started getting messages from Ryan. We were getting connected again like before. One weekend he wanted to have a video chat with me; it seemed that he wanted to share something with me.

The video chat started, I was surprised to see Sally sitting on the sofa behind Ryan; I was so happy to see her with Ryan that it seemed like a big burden being offloaded my heart.

“Ryan hasn’t changed a bit,’ I told myself and waited for him to give the good news.

‘Hey buddy, I want to tell you something,’ Ryan started. In the mean time Sally got up and went out of the room. Ryan continued, ‘you know “Sally”…after that prank she got so disturbed that….’

‘That…..’ I was keen to know his twisted love story…

‘That last month she committed suicide…’ he was uncomfortable.

‘Since then I feel a burden on my heart and sometimes I feel claustrophobic….I don’t know why?’ Ryan’s voice started becoming unclear …

I was pale and had goose bumps all over me; I couldn’t react. I turned the camera off. I was Imageso terrified that I wanted to be disconnected with the audio also.

Suddenly the power supply stopped. I came out in my balcony, breathed deeply and started thinking about Ryan and Sally episode; ‘what was it that was visible to me today,’…my body shivered ‘ it was good  he didn’t know that he is being watched by someone from the parallel world…otherwise….’

Disclaimer: This is the work of imagination…maybe inspired by Halloween activities 🙂

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

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20 thoughts on “Being Watched

  1. I do not say that I believe in supernatural or not but there is some higher power which even science has no explanations. Your story kept me hooked and as I read I spun my own tales but your end was very different and I loved it.

  2. Absolutely loved the ending, and you know what I have an alternate ending to your post as well if you are interested 😀

    It could very well have been the case that Ryan went ahead and married Sally and was now playing a prank on you by telling you that she was dead, etc just to freak you out 😀

    • What a co incidence…even my son gave the same suggestion…but I didn’t want to make the changes coz my purpose of using the prompt was served
      Thanks for being so kind and sharing your lovely ideas…:)

  3. How we can hurt others by silly pranks. Beautiful narration.

    I was too much interested in parapsychology back in college. And I still don’t know whether I believe in them or not. But the coincidence is my take on the prompt was somewhat similar too 🙂

  4. Spooky but well narrated. Well, I do believe in such stuffs and my point is if we believe in god, then spirits do exist. One cannot live wo the other. No spirit, no god but that’s my point of view:)

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