Girl vs seemingly-harmless-but-actually-terrifying Animal

You should have been expecting a post from me around now, because my exams are over and I have two months of vacation ahead of me.

Yes, I've officially completed the tenth grade! *cue applause*
And, I'm sixteen! *more applause*

It seems just like yesterday I created this blog and look how far we've come! Kidding, 12 blog posts isn't much to even talk about. You have probably realised that I lead a decidedly normal, boring life. But, BUT, sometimes quirky things happen to me.

*Rotate the Time Turner six times, back to 2009*

It was a warm summer day. I had just come back from school, a happy fourth grader. Going through the routine, I ate snacks, finished homework and headed out to play with my neighbours, two girls who were of the same age as me. At that time, cycling races were popular in the neighbourhood and we had brought our cycles out. But as luck would have it, one of our cycles were punctured and we couldn't race together.

But we always have a solution. So our plan was was as follows: two people would race and the third would keep track of the time taken for one round. Whoever takes the least time wins. Simple, really. A friend, -we'll call her P (because secrecy)- and I volunteered to go first. So we got on our cycles, each determined to win, and on "Go" we started pedalling. We turned the corner, going fast, and we were rudely interrupted. I mean, we had been cycling for days and no one in their right minds would want to get trampled on by an excited bunch of ten year olds! They had stayed on the sides of the road and we had been free to go as we wished. This interruption was a surprise, and an exceptional surprise, at that. We weren't just being interrupted, but we were being interrupted by a...

Yes, thank you.

Cow. That's right. I live in a metropolitan area, surrounded by cars honking 24/7 and apart from that, being in an enclosed area, with security guards and gates, and a cow stands right in front of my eyes. Seems like the guards do their jobs really well. So we see the cow and the immediate reaction would be to turn around quietly, not attracting attention, and go as far as possible from the cow, right? In a matter of few seconds my friend had disappeared from the scene, but I, on the other hand, was staring at the cow like an idiot. I was paralysed by fear, and while my mind was screaming at me to go the rest of my body refused to cooperate. Either the cow had to go or I had to go, but nothing of the sort happened. Instead, the cow must have sensed my presence because I was standing there for too long, and it slowly turned its head towards me, looking at me with those extra big eyes. Probably judging me. I won't even defend myself.

At this point, I must have been thinking "Why am I even afraid? The cow's harmless, doing nothing; it's literally imitating me. It's looking at me, judging me, standing stock sti- OH NO. OH NO." The cows started walking towards me. All my thoughts vanished and this time, my arms and legs cooperated when my mind said "MOVE!" I took a quick turn and pedalled furiously, intent on getting away from the big-eyed species of animals. As I cycled, I turned back because I didn't hear anything. Worst mistake. The cow was warming up, breaking into a slow jog. My panic intensified and I shot down the street, aiming for my friend's house, where the other two had escaped to. I reached just in time and slammed the door behind me.

I have never ridden a cycle as fast as I did that day. I would've won a marathon, had I cycled with that fervour and intensity. Who knew something like this would happen, on such a regular day? Shows that life is full of surprises. Later, we came to know that the guards finally woke up and did their duty- getting rid of unwanted visitors. We remember that incident to this day, and even now, I can recall the shock we had in store when we turned that bend in the road.