The Newspaper Reports

He went to the bedroom at fifteen past one in the morning. He switched on the light. The room, small with windows and beautiful curtains was a compact one. He was in deep dreams when clock struck two. He was very thirsty, and there he was near the jug placed in the table near the door. After drinking enough water, his eyes caught the glimpse of the show case, adjacent to the table. With his eyes, the sleepy weary eyes he went through the items in the showcase. He hadn’t found time to appreciate the cute little things. The small car which once he played through out the day was now a dusty piece of plastic. He recollected his childhood memories; soon his mind was forgetting one thing – the sleep. He gazed through each and every object with utmost patience. He hadn’t shown such patience for a while. “Can’t you switch off the lights?” a loud voice from the opposite room. “I will close the door”, he answered politely. After closing the door, he came back to look the remaining, his eyes no more sleepy caught a round piece of metal. He observed it, he recognized it. He took it in his hand and stood still remembering…………

He was seated with his parents. The function had started a couple of hours ago and now it was time to hand over the prizes to the students. School Annual Days are always something to be remembered for years, the vibrant colours, the programmes and the event will be more memorable when one gets a prize in front of the huge audience. The loud speaker announced his name after the title “Honest student of the year”. He collected the medal, the round piece of metal.

He soon halted his process of observation and went near the window. He drew the beautiful curtains, stared the moon through the open window. The moon was almost a full moon. He continued staring for a while and did nothing.

“Will we be able to pass the paper today itself?” asked the man who had a pair of blue eyes. His companion replied “I am sure we will because the officer is a nice man, he is a currency lover.”.

They got down from the bus and walked briskly towards the office. They bought a newspaper from a nearby store and examined it.

The man with the blue eyes folded the paper and put in his bag. They didn’t read many of the headings. Of all the heading the following two were important to them.

“Save the country, fight against corruption”.

The other was the suicide of the officer, they should have met. The report stated that the officer had a medal in his neck which inscribed “Honest student of the year”.