Sanyukta took a last glance of her subject before the exam, in front of the examination hall. While parroting, she heard not so familiar voice. But somehow, she recognized the voice. The ungrateful, manner less beggar guy was he. There, right then, she was supposed to crown him with more deserving names but ended with two. The parroting session of even not an hour was causing her oblivion. 'What?' the word took some minutes to be blurted out from her.

'Parle-G' he replied happily.

'What? Do you have shame you ungrateful man?' Along with the WH word, she preplanned everything in mind. Only the single word 'what' was lucky enough to be figured out with her voice. The smashing session of his head was almost done in her head. It's just the screenplay couldn't done in real and she ended up saying 'what?'

That guy came two steps forward and pleaded again. Sanyukta backed of. She could have opposed further but the soon further warning bell of her exam didn't allow her so. Sanyukta gave that guy a coin of five rupees and asked him to buy a parle-G from neer by shop. That guy happily ran away being unappreciative again as Sanyukta stood there quietly for sometimes, watching his retreat figure, thinking nothing. 'That's weird.' Sanyukta revealed to no one but to herself.

Next time, when Sanyukta met him after a couple of days, something peculiar happened between them that shocked Sanyukta beyond. It was then when Sanyukta was struggling to write an article for the college magazine. She was sitting nearer the college ground trying her luck on the article. It was being way to impossible for her to give proper words to her imaginations. And that's the time, out of the blue; he appeared there to hold her palm domineeringly. Sanyukta stood up abruptly and threw away his hand out of fear. Her attempt to get rid of his hold, failed then. Her wrist was still encircled by him.

Some student came there to rescue her but that guy rejected them stubbornly and kept his hold on around her wrist. Tears made their way in her eyes. She felt both scared and helpless at the same time. Her fear doubled when she heard him saying, 'i will marry you today and you will get me a Parle-G everyday'. The next time, she attempted for her rescue, it was a success and she ran away from there. The abnormality she witnessed that day was beyond her imaginations. She was hell scared.

To be continued...