top of page

Devangi Tevani

Prose

I’m looking out of the window from the high-rise building I currently am in. To escape from the police and the military personnel won’t be an easy task. But I’ll walk you through it as we finish our mission. What is the objective, you ask? Why, money indeed? For you, at least. Mine is always the adrenaline rush that comes with it. I am Sherlock, but evil. Not Moriarty though, I always found him too dramatic. Come now, make haste! Yes, you see that rug, right? Go and plant it over there. I will secure you from the eyes of the cameras around. Oh, is that done? You are quick, aren’t you? I knew you were most suitable for this job. Let us get out of here now, shall we? No! No! No! We have been spotted. Rush with me now. There are three rooms past that corridor. The man present at the third door will be helpful. “Kind Sir, we are doing a social experiment. Would you please follow my instructions? Close the door with a loud thud as you see uniformed men here, and don’t open. I’ll explain the message later”. Look, we hide in this room with an open door. No! You ruined the game now! You could have eaten Mom’s snacks later. What snack can debar this game from being more perfect? What indeed?

Campus@360 : Weaving Between The Lines

bottom of page