The very next moment the place where I opened my eyes was in a classroom of a school where nobody was their except me. I was confused at the beginning.
'Which school is this? Wait! In whose body am I in right now? I have to go to the washroom'.
I went out of the classroom and asked one of the student, 'Do you know where is the washroom?'
'Go straight there and turn right'.
'Thank you'.
'Is he the new transfered student in our classroom?' they started to gossip about me.
I went their and saw myself in the mirror. I looked fully different and somewhat looked familiar. White hair, purple eyes, pale skin just as that trash Bhaskar's features. I was shocked for sometime. After searching the pockets of his trousers I found there was a phone. A message popped on it.
The message was:
'Bhaskar, I am now going to the hospital, to see your grandpa. When you will return home, I may not have returned yet. I have already cooked the lunch for you and covered it on the table. Remember to eat it'.
I was dumbfounded. (To myself) 'I really am in Bhaskar's body'.
I was strolling back being a damsel in distress when suddenly I hit someone mistakenly.
'I am so-'
'Are you ok? You aren't hurt, right?' I asked.
(To myself) 'Isn't she Rina? Wait, that means I am now in Aakash Academy. That means this trash Bhaskar transferred here too'.
'What is your name? Do you have any interest in singing and dancing?', she asked.
'U-uh, I, what?', I asked in a confused state.
(To myself) 'Oh shit! What to talk to her? I can't find any words. From where should I start? It has been so long time. How was she? I am not even Ajay now but Bhaskar. Some memories of Bhaskar is still there in this damn head of his. Looked like he transferred today in this school? Wait, she asked my name. That means, she didn't recognised me. I meant Bhaskar'.
'Sorry, extremely sorry. Actually I was given the task of making a group or a team for school idol completion which will be held after 3 months according to the poster. So, I was searching for good candidates for being our member of the group. Your visuals and physique are really purrrfect! So, I wanted to ask if you are interested in being one of the 1st member of my group. Again, I am extremely sorry for startling you'.
'Pfft- My name is Bhaskar Chowdhury from grade 9, section C. I am good at singing but mid in dancing, maybecome better if I practice. Can I join your group, my lady?'
'Yeah sure'.
Time passes by. I started to spend more times with her and her friends. But, suprisingly Rahul got transferred too. He always saw me in sharp eyes whenever our eyes were in contact. (To myself) 'These two menace are really something. Both Rahul and Bhaskar transferred to this school to decieve Rina. I will never allow Rahul to do it'.
I collected some information about both Bhaskar and Rahul. Looked like the one who messaged me was my stepmom. Huh! It was really so complicated family situation of Bhaskar.
I went to meet Rina. I told her about me. I meant that I am a Bhaskar that she met in previous school. I didn't tell the actual truth about what happened to actual Bhaskar though that day in the classroom. We did rehearsals together, saw her every effort she made for our team, her gracefulness, her hidden beauty in her every dance moves. We performed together during the competition and slowly through interaction, we became friends again.
One day, while passing by Rina's house at night, I saw the lights in her room was still on. So, I climbed along the pipes so that her parents would not see me. When I reached the window, she shouted but let me enter through the window. We talked for a bit and 'Grrrrrrr', a sound came from my empty stomach. I was embarrassed. While she went to bring me some snack. I saw something was glowing on her desk. I went to her desk. It was that same Hour glass which was in that old lady shaman's hand in that darkness. (To myself) 'How is it with Rina? Did Rina know about the past?'
She came back with snacks only to find me all startled on the floor.
'Is everything ok? What happened?'
'Nothing. It's okay. I am fine'.
I ate the cookies and returned back to down her home by climbing down the pipe. My mind kept buzzing with unlimited questions.
(To be continued)