A dirge
This article is dedicated to one of the lives lost in our campus. Our campus although innocuous has got the potential to take away lives. This may be shocking to you, but this is true story which can be verified by asking any of our hostellers. If you are faint hearted please do not proceed further as the gory details of the death are hard to digest.

It was a sunny day as usual and there was this one poor rat. It lived in abject poverty that it lived in a really wretched place, a place even dreaded by humans to live, the boys hostel. The food the rat used to have was worse and scarce. However it used to feel contented after seeing the food had by the hostellers. Atleast his was better than theirs.
As usual after his frugal lunch he was taking a walk on the roof when the untoward incident happened. One wrong foot and he fell into the water tank. His screams and shouts fell on deaf ears. He struggled for quite some time before giving in.

The even more pathetic part is that he was found only after 3 days. Also his identity couldn’t be established. His body didn’t even receive a proper send off. The three days old bloated corpse was just thrown away without a decent burial that even an orphan human deserves. If only the hostellers had known to use their sense of smell they could have found it out earlier and the rites could have been done a lot earlier.

I hereby kindly request you to observe a two minute silence for the one who has departed from our midst. I also wish such horrible incidents don’t take place in the future in the campus. Even if a rat has to die, can’t it find a more respectable place to end his life rather than a filthy tank that smells so much that even a rotten corpse doesn’t add to the odour.