I did not feel any pain until I saw the blood coming out of my head like a fountain. I got scared. I had never dreamed of some thing like this would ever happen to me.
"Are you all right, Dubey?", Dimpu asked me. "Dharman has gone mad", he added. I was surrounded by friends. I was taken to the nearest hospital. It was just 200 meters away from play ground.
I was still thinking what happened. We were playing cricket in school ground. I was doing wicket keeping. I appealed that the last delivered ball to be considered as wide ball. Dharman came by, and his punch was over my head. I could not believe, he did that. Every body was shocked. He was the 'Kusti' and 'Boxing' champion of Akhil-Bharti Sports tournament. It was like my head was stroked by solid rod.
"This is a police case. Go and register a FIR", Dr Ram said. "This is a police case of attack on a Brahmin boy by a Yadav". I still can not believe his that statement. How can one be so stupid. It was just an accident. "Do not listen to him, go and have stitches", Dr Datta told me. I was regular patient of him when I was 10. I had more than 5 stitches near eyebrow.
Next day, Dharaman came to my home, and apologized to me as he was being expelled from school for his this behavior. My blood was boiling for revenge. But, I had no option other than forgiving him as board examination was over our head.
Monday, January 25, 2010
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