Category : Stories
Sub Category : Horror
The alarm of the clock rang at five o'clock in the morning, Sandhya woke up and went into the kitchen. She had to prepare tiffin box for her six years old son Daksh. After making the tiffin box she has to wake Daksh up and prepare him for the school as his school bus used to arrive at 6:00 am. She was preparing his tiffin box and thinking, "My poor little baby, he has to get up so early in the morning. School authorities must not be so cruel to little angels they must change their school timings for small kids. Some poor kids can't even had proper breakfast in the morning as they are in rush for the schools and besides changing their school timings teachers give a lot of homework. When are they going to get time for other activities? I will definitely complain about this during parents teachers meeting". "I feel so pity for my child, I even told Ashok about this but it seems as if he is also suffering from school phobia he didn't spoke a word in last P. T meeting. I myself will take care of this issue" Sandhya was preparing Daksh's tiffin and continuously having these thoughts. She continued "I even had warned bus driver also as there had been many road accidents nowadays. I warned him not to drive very fast there is no need to accelerate your vehicle to reach your destiny on time. For there is no harm if students arrives five or ten minutes late atleast he is reaching school safely. Last month there was a headline in newspapers that school bus carrying 40 students crashed so badly that hardly anyone is alive". Sandhya's eyes got wet when she was thinking about this incident.
Half an hour passed by it was 5: 30 am on the clock she had almost prepared the tiffin box. Now she was about to go in Daksh room to wake him up and get ready for school.
Suddenly Sandhya heard a loud scream "Mummy, mummy no mummy". Sandhya hurriedly rushed towards the room from where the voice was coming. She recognized the voice it was of her own child .
Soon Sandhya reached the room and she was shocked. What she saw she couldn't believe her eyes. She saw she was still sleeping on her bed and her son was trying to wake her up but it was of no use.
Sandhya looked at herself in a way had never seen herself before she was surprised to find out that she died early in the morning during her sleep but her soul still was concerned about daily duties.
It was an untoward for a mother, son and husband.
- Ivan Maximus