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What's Inside? 1

Ding Dong! Wow ! The bell ringing at 9 o' clock! The milk and the newspaper have been delivered, but what could it be now? I open the door, but to my biggest surprise.....


What is this big box doing at my doorstep? What did I order? Probably it has been delivered in the wrong place.....


Oh, no! It has my name boldly printed on it, without the smallest of mistakes. What is it? Let me heave it in... Oh! How.... Heavy! Ah, thank you, Shripradhaa! You really come in handy. Now, what do we have here?


Thank you for handing me the scissors, Shripu. Let's cut it open! Of course, only the tape which has sealed the box. Oof! It is too hard to open this box! I mean, cut the tape. Oh! Thank you for the blade, Shripu. Eeeeeeeee..... This is impossible! I give up. AAH! What are these, barber scissors? You want me to cut the tape with these?


Oh, all right. If you insist. Eeehhh..... THAT IS IT! I give up! No, I'm not trying with plyers or chainsaws now, I give up. You try all you want to, Shripradhaa, but I give up!


I kick the box. But.... WHAT?!!! The box topples over and falls down! How can a heavy box topple not to a pull but a lame kick?


And you won't believe it... IT JUST OPENED! I used scissors, a blade..... And even barber scissors, but would you believe it? It opens to a topple! How unbelievable! 


Ah, thank you for helping me lift up the box, Shripu. Ahahahaha! What is that bright, white glow which is coming from this box? Perhaps it is a bright LED light? Don't think I'm stupid, but what if it's a solar panel? Or probably a night light which is soooooo bright and will never stop glowing?


I can't feel anything inside. It's big enough for Shripu to fit in. In fact, it is big enough even for me to fit in. So, why not let Shripu get inside and see what's there?


Ah, she has gone. And I'm waiting. And waiting. Ho! Seems like forever! Let's see what she's doing. Lemme get in..... AHHHHHHHH!


Why don't you come back in Part 2 to know what happened to Shripu and I?

Comments

  1. T.SrinivasanNovember 30, 2022 at 6:19 PM

    Thrilling to read waiting for part 2 egarly
    From Pushpa patti

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  2. T.SrinivasanNovember 30, 2022 at 6:46 PM

    Fine. Suspense thriller write up. Super Shriyandhaa
    Babu Thatha

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