text: SREEKANTH THATTIKOTA BIT SCEPTICISM 
   
   
     
   
   
   
   
   BIT SKEPTICISM 
   
  BY 
  SREEKANTH THATTIKOTA 
  JUST A SHORT STORY, MORE TO BE CALLED AS ARTICULATION OF AN INCIDENT. SURE TO BE GUARANTEED FOR A 5MIN FUN  
  I WOKE UP EARLY IN THE MORNING AND DID ALL THE NECESSARY THINGS THAT WERE NEEDED FOR THE PROJECT I’D DONE IT AND LEFT THE ROOM 
                 As usual, I took a cab. I thought that was the first time I'd done something in time. Suddenly cab was stopped I glanced through the window. From the window I could catch a glimpse of a toothless old hag. The nonagenarian simply sat left to me. She wore black lens, holding some rusty book and donned a long yellow dress. I was doing my way preparing for the project. Suddenly a hand touched my head. I was shuddered by the jerky touch. I turned left but didn’t talk to the old woman. She also turned left and watching outside. I started questioning myself who’s this woman. What she wanted to ask me? Had she taken the cab only to meet me or..? … 
                 Again came back to my project. From the glimpse of the mirror I gotta know that she was again watching me all over. I didn’t know what she was checking body integrity or.. 
           She offered me her book which was some 200yrs back as I expected I simply rejected the offer with signs without knowing about the book ever I didn’t give a chance to explain what the book meant for.  But I gotta know that she wanted something from my side. But what? Finally her stop had come and she left the cab. But left a mystery in my heart, a thorn in my flesh. I couldn’t conceive of her as a mad witch. 
               I followed her and asked her what she wanted from me. She said I got my answer. What answer?? I snarled at her indignantly like a crazy guy. She said I had a doubt that were U a boy or girl? Now my doubt had cleared. But that is conspicuous why did U get that? She answered…… 
   
   
   
   
   
              Due to project tension I couldn’t have cut my hair for a long time. Strands were appearing like a puppy hair. And I wore a suit so she couldn’t get my bodily integrity. So she tried to talk but I didn’t give her chance. 
   
   
   
   
   
   Publication Date: May 14th 2010 https://www.bookrix.com/-sreekanth