Checkmate Part-1 - The Rebellious Students


Checkmate is a story depicting an intense rivalry between Akaash and Sameer, who from time to time face each other and no matter what the condition they are in, their competitive side always comes into play with the certain turn of events. The story is in three parts having pensiveness, behavioral upheavals, and excitement all over. This the first part of the story depicting the school life of the characters and also showing the rivalry they contain.


Checkmate is a story depicting an intense rivalry between Akaash and Sameer, who from time to time face each other and no matter what the condition they are in, their competitive side always comes into play with the certain turn of events. The story is in three parts having pensiveness, behavioral upheavals, and excitement all over. This the first part of the story depicting the school life of the characters and also showing the rivalry they have. Here the story begins...


Akaash, as his routine was, started going through the mails while having a mug of hot coffee. The one mail was from Sameer, which caught him by surprise for a moment but then he again restored his normal calm for he had understood that Sameer might have accepted his defeat, in his last days.


"Come over to my place.

.

I have got one letter for you.


My man will pick you up.


From- Sameer"


The words in the letters were not that requesting that they could convince a business tycoon like Akaash to call him at someone's place but anyways he didn't mince with the words coming from the person who was serving his last days.


" Here is the car sent by Mr. Sameer, sir" requested the driver.


Akaash hopped in the car and without casting a single glance to its luxurious interiors he rather looked outside through the window and got immersed in his thoughts.


" So you think of yourself as Steve Jobs, don't you?" criticised the computer teacher.


" Steve jobs didn't know the programming, sir, Wozniak did," replied Sameer cooly while having his glance stuck to his bench.


The class chuckled in unison and when the exasperated teacher was on the verge of yelling at the class, Akaash uttered, "And the Wozniak of the class has not been able to solve the coding given in the class-homework, yet. What a shame!"


That surely dulled the anger of teacher for a bit but really leveled up the excitement of the class as everyone knew about the academic rivalry between them and which would be involved everywhere, even in the arguments too. Entertainment was inevitably expected.


Everyone looked at Sameer for a befitting reply "This simple coding, I left it for you Akaash because this only thing can be contained in your headspace. It's good for you to be the ignorant topper of this very subject," he paused "and it suits you being that way, with all your Bieber's charm," added he without breaking his glance from his bench. There got the wooing started in the class.


And when the bantering was going to be heated up the bell rang.


The literature-philosophy class would be switched with the rebellious side of Akaash coming into action. He was challenging Plato's analogy against teacher and Sameer would pass a smile to himself as if he was mocking Akaash's way of tackling the philosophy. Seeing that would infuriate Akaash further because Sameer was the topper of this very subject and Akaash couldn't tolerate the calm winner expression emanating from Sameer.


"Three times in a row, he has defeated you in the last session and now it's your turn to level the things up and even take the lead," asserted mother giving him a quick glance away from her notebooks, which were supposed to be checked by her.


"I will mother, for sure. In this last session, we have got three midterms and one end term exam and I will score the best in all of them," Akaash announced while standing in a formal upright position with his hands gripping themselves in a V position behind his pelvis.


"Good. By the way, what's Sameer doing nowadays?" asked the mother looking back frowning on the answer sheets of the students.


" He, nowadays doesn't come to class pretty often and whenever he does he just writes something in the papers without paying attention in the class," he informed.


"You better pay attention to your studies, and now you may leave," ordered the mother while marking the red ink over the answer sheets with the scores. Akaash went up to his room.


"I am working on something big, father," said Sameer gesturing to give a caricature to his father explaining the magnificence of his idea.


"For now I really don't care about your idea. Akaash has got the highest marks in the successive midterms and you were no way near to him," shrieked Mr. Awasthi impatiently. He would lift his palm horizontally to the level of his chest and would poke the center of the palm with the index finger of the other hand, in the rhythm of the words he forced out. The more he wanted to stress his words, the more pressure he would apply to jab the palm.


"To hell with Akaash. I will do whatever I want, " replied Sameer agitatedly and slammed the door of his room to avoid his trenchant father.


The session got over and all the students were awaiting the results.


"At last, I beat you this time, didn't I?" snickered Akaash while obstructing the path of thoughtful moving Sameer "with enough margin, I guess," he ended while being contemptuously humorous.


"Congratulations for winning the race while racing all alone, good for you," responded Sameer, taking his glance from Akaash's shoes to his face.


"I can't fight your deadpan sarcasm. You are really good with the words, you know?" acknowledged Akaash under his witty appreciation. "But I am good too at something and that is chess," he stressed while slowing down his tone in a dramatic way.


"And maybe that's why I have a sense of keeping the queen by my side," Akaash took his gaze a little towards Sameer's face. "The queen that you always have liked, buddy," he hinted with a mischievous grin on his face. The last words grabbed all the attention that Akaash had wanted to have of Sameer. The implicitness was tempting enough to swing the mood of calmed Sameer to the other spectrum of rage.
"Should I have to tell the name of the queen or have you got it already, in your senses?" were the last words from Akaash before he got the sudden blow to his upper cheek and his world went black in a flash.



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