Cup of VicTorY!!!

Yesterday night at PG. Its over midnight, and one can see two images coming from the terrace room. Hurried steps down the stairs, walking fast but making sure that they do not make any noise and raise the inmates. They move stealthily towards the kitchen, scan the interior of the fridge and store room. Wait, some noise from the hall, they pause for while. Minutes pass by and they ensure that they hear the snoring of the warden.

Quickly, they set out on what they wanted to do. Sans the noise, sans the giggle, one even closes mouth when about to cough. Ten minutes sharp...mission accomplished. Still there is a risk, they might run into someone on their way back to terrace.They cover their tracks, remove the traces and start back to the terrace. They walk hesitantly but thank God, nobody around. Up there, they switch off the terrace lights, so as to hide their movements from some inquisitive paranoid who might be roaming around in the neighboring coz he couldn't get sleep.

They now climb on the parapet wall and smile at each other victoriously. One can see that they are still in the mood of the mission, since they are whispering to each other though they are far away from the eyes of the warden. There is a mischievous grin in their voices. Up in the terrace, against the moonlight with their legs hanging, cradled by the gentle breeze, they give a hi-fi to celebrate their victory! Never in their life they have tasted victory so high! Never in life a Tea tasted better than this!