BOB...

Bob came into our lives the day when a friend of mine drew his picture on the blackboard of our classroom during recess. She wrote beside his picture, “This is Bob. Bob stole my cookie…ha ha Bob….ha ha”….

From that day onwards Bob became a part of our lives as he entertained us(or rather we entertained ourselves with him) during boring economic and vernacular classes.
Anyone whose reading this right now might probably be wondering who the hell Bob is…well bob is a person whose dead. He was always dead…that’s all that can be said about Bob.

Well as you know people come and people go, but Bob would always turn up in everything we did. So when our exams started and it was understood that we would not be able to give Bob much of our time, Bob made me do something that would prevent this from happening. That’s when I made the “BOB-BOX”…..

This box was a pink box, which had one lid and two little drawers on each side. I made many paper chits that showed Bob in different attires and in each chit was a message from Bob himself, which would tell you how you would do in your exams.
Thus through the Bob-box, once again Bob became a part of our exam conversations and was saved from the ‘oblivions curse.

So that’s all………