"Recap During my school days in Kozhikode (Kerala), I used to keep thinking about the activities and incidents that happened in school every day as I walked back home. As a result, I tend to ignore many things that are happening around me. But I hardly knew; ignorance may be a cost to pay. One day, upon returning from school, a cockroach distracted me at home, leading me to thrash it using my slipper before disposing of it in a dustbin. Uff, these cockroaches! CHAPTER 2 I felt something flying around me again. Ouch, it was a cockroach. SWAT! That was the end of it, and I relocated it to its designated spot—the waste bin. That night, I also sensed the presence of flying cockroaches. A wooden packing box on the wall's side was the source of the sound. My mind was busy with the next day's activity at school, and slowly, took over. Days passed into the week. Each night, I could still hear cockroaches fluttering around the box. Each night, my mind was occupied with the intricacies of school activities, leaving no time for these cockroaches. Cockroaches lurked around the wooden box, frequently interrupting my concentration as the examination approached. Unable to withstand any more irritating disturbances, I decided to clean the box and eliminate all cockroaches. As I opened the box, I nearly jumped out of my skin. Yes, cockroaches flew past me, and there were dead ones, too. However, I could not speak; I needed to call my father and yell loudly. I found it difficult to breathe as I gasped for air... To be Continued... ©Krishnan "