Kaboom -1

Well! The title is true. This is based on a true, adapted, inspired, heard, untold and what more a copied story. Well should I call this a story? Maybe I should or maybe not. Anyways whatever it is, I need to convey this to someone, who can interpret this as a story or just a piece of crap. It’s getting cold in here, but I can still see a lot of people around who look really strange. I was sitting too close, that a big wave could have easily taken me into the sea. I’m not sure whether that was my intention, committing suicide. Perhaps if I had then definitely the mermaid’s (if exists) would have come out of the sea. Am I so frustrated with my life that I hate it to the core. Wait a second, even in that case it should be me who has a choice to make whether to hate the life or not, not the other way round. “It’s not safe to sit so close to the sea at this part of time, the tides are pretty rough here, so please get back to the shore” was the call from one of the security guys. I got back my senses (yeah sometimes I do, believe me) and was wondering what I’m doing there sitting so close to the sea. I’m unable to neither realize nor remember what had happened to me. Is this some kind of dejavu?
I looked myself in a mirror hanging on a wooden pole, and I was surprised to see the clothes I’m wearing. I’m dressed in a suit with the tie which is little loose now. “What the heck has happened to me, why am I dressed like this? Did I ran from a wedding or Am I a CEO of a bankrupt company.” Whatever it is, this attire would certainly earn me some respect unless and until if I don’t open my mouth. I was standing on the footpath which seems to be totally unique to me and tried by best to remember where I should go now, but I couldn’t. I can see a few people here and there but I believe they won’t be of any help to me. Doesn’t it sound weird, when you are in such a kind of situation? Of course it does. I suddenly felt the earth shaking under my feet, but before I could react there was a big flash of light from the sky like a lightning, rather I should say a 100’s of lightning together which struck me. I used to wonder when people say “I was off in a flash”, but today I realized it, in fact I was really off in a flash from that place. I found myself in a highway (freeway), where I hardly could find a soul. It was like someone would have laid this road in between a desert. It was so hot here; I couldn’t find any camels or Brendan Fraser, because he is the one who can be found in any desert these days trying to hunt “The Mummy”.
No one would survive in this place, obviously because there is nothing here, but why did they have a road here? I wished the previous place was better, at least there were people. I looked up and stared at the sun, expecting the flash of light with “kaboom” and I would be out from this place, but it didn’t happen. The sun was shining really hard that I could see 100’s of mirage. I started walking in the road, the place was so silent and all of a sudden I could hear a honk of a truck the moment I turned back, I was hit by the truck. No “kaboom” this time only bangggg…... I was alive, which was a big surprise to me; the branch which I’m holding protruded from the mountain started developing a crack. I looked down and it took me a while to see the ground, it was so deep. “Did the truck hit me so hard that I was thrown out of the mountain? But there was no mountain in and around that place” by this time the crack started to develop in a rapid rate. But to be honest this place was really amazing, I wish I had my camera. Even if I had no one would have been able to see those photos ever. Flying in the air is a great fun and I’m all set to experience that fun, the branch broke completely and I’m off set to have a memorable journey if I survive this, but I don’t think so I would.
As usual I was wrong; I survived and had a safe landing, would you believe that, of course you need to; else I wouldn’t have continued my so called story. I think I would have landed probably in one the coldest region in the earth. This place was freezing and I immediately started to hunt for my sixth finger. Alas! I couldn’t found my matchbox. I somehow spotted two stones amidst of this snow and started to rub them to get the fire, back to Stone Age. As soon as I rubbed it against each other, the whole place started to shake, I was expecting a “kaboom” to happen this time, but there was a sudden volcano eruption. The place which was supposed to be the coldest zone became the hottest in no time. I didn’t try to escape, even if I had thought it wouldn’t be of any use. I should have been died long back, but I didn’t, is god trying to show me how close I can be to death or it’s me and my super natural powers (if exists) trying to cheat death ? From where did I get these powers? Even I was a normal human being if I remember correctly, what would have happened all of a sudden. Am I an alien? I don’t think so, because when I saw myself in that mirror, I didn’t had any antenna’s on my head nor did I look like new Vodafone creature. I don’t believe in black jack, oops sorry black magic or any evil spirit, but why would I experience something like this. By this time the volcano eruption was at a rapid rate, and I was thrown away from that place.
This time I found myself in a better place; it was completely lush green all around, no sudden surprises that’s what even I believe after seeing this place. I suddenly spotted a monk (not the one who sold his Ferrari) walking towards me. I asked what place is this and what he is doing there all alone, because I could hardly find a soul within my eyes reach. He smiled and bowed to me and walked away from that place. This situation is getting worse and complicated. I was in few places where there were no living beings, but here I found one who is of no use to me. I didn’t tried stopping him, because there was something unique about him and I vaguely remember his face. One thing that was really haunting me was; his action towards me. ”why did he bow for me? Am I god? Or I’m something special? I don’t think so I can be god, but there should be something unique about me. I really tried my best to recollect that monk’s face, and of course I succeeded. He was none other than the security guy who asked me to step back from the sea, but what is he doing here in no man’s land dressed as a monk and what I’m doing here ?. All I can remember is I was sitting close to the waves and after that it’s only Kaboom. Is he the one who is responsible for whatever is happening with me?
To be continued…..

When I Saw A Murder...

I know if I miss this chance to escape I would definitely get caught. I should leave this place before someone gets hold of me. So I escaped from that place and reached even a darker place. I know there is something wrong about this, I’ve even heard people telling the same, but I didn’t pay much attention to their words. I always had the feeling that something bad might have happened and once I reached the place as expected all I can see is only blood. This was not something expected to happen so soon. It was a pin drop silence all around and I can just see a small light glowing in one corner, but even that went off. I don’t get scared that easily but the situation that was prevailing here made me hold my breath. I guess she was killed and the guy who just went out of the house should be the murderer. Even I thought of going out from there, but just as I started I could hear the police sirens from all directions, so I decided to stay rather than moving out from that place. The cops reached the place and they started their investigation. I was in one corner and I remember seeing this inspector somewhere in my life. It was hard for me to recollect because of the tense situation here.
There was loud noise from the terrace from one of the constable and in no time everyone was present there. There were 2 more dead bodies at different stages of decomposition lying in the terrace. I started sweating all over my face and I didn’t even blink my eyes. The police officer was looking at all the corners and so was me. This is one of the horrible incidents I’ve seen so far and I don’t even know who is responsible for all this. When I listened to one of the guy closely, he said that only one of the murders should have happened that day and the remaining should have been in 2 days time. I was completely shocked on hearing that, in a span of 3 days 3 people have been murdered, all the three being girls. This would definitely create a shock wave in the city. The police inspector came down and started searching for evidences in and around the girl’s body. All of a sudden I noticed something shining in the ground, before I could look closely, the inspector took that out. It was a coat button and to my surprise it was looking exactly like my coat button. While I was rushing to come in here, my coat got stuck in the doors and one of my coat buttons fell down. I didn’t notice that since my focus was on something else. I really got suspicious now, but when I looked it out closely it didn’t look exactly like a button, but it was something different.
The inspector took that button and had put in his pocket. A few steps from the body, there was a black parker pen lying in the ground. I immediately checked my pocket, but even my pen was missing. I was telling it to myself, there can’t be a better coincidence than this. All of a sudden it started raining and the power went off and the situation was getting worse. The power came back immediately and this time I could spot the cop taking out something from the girls hand and tucking into his pocket without anyone’s knowledge. I knew that the cop was very honest person, but this time I really started suspecting him. “Was there any link between all the three murders and this cop” this was the only question running in my mind, coz within seconds after the murder took place the cop was at the spot. All these things were causing only doubts in my mind. The cop was known to be one of the straight forward cop in the city and there would be no ways that he would be been either committed or connected to this crime.
The whole place was completely filled with silence apart from those slight rain sounds, suddenly there was mobile ring. I immediately checked my mobile and the call was not for me but for the cop. The cop didn’t attend the call, rather took his mobile to a hide out and attended the call. No one was aware what he spoke and with whom he spoke, but one thing was clear this cop was somehow directly or indirectly related to this murders. Once he hung the call, he immediately went inside the house and started to search for something right from the hall through bedroom. The search was so intense that he could even spot an ant carrying a small sugar cube. This time he found out a similar button like the one he got earlier and he did the same act by tucking it in his pocket. When I observed closely, it was not exactly a button it was small star shaped metal piece which happened to be a police badge. Now all my doubts are confirmed, this cop is definitely involved in these murders.
I’m in the same tense situation for almost more than an hour and nothing has changed. As soon as the rain stopped, the cop removed his rain coat and I can see his badge on his shoulder strap. This is getting too confusing, so this cop is not involved in the murder or else he is helping out some other cop since the badge definitely belongs to a cop, in these murders. Hold on! The guy who went of the house was also wearing a similar kind of boots as this cop. Again there were thousands of doubts in my mind, may be this cop would have killed all the three girls and would have come back to check whether he has left any evidence, or else this would have done by some other cop who should be his counterpart or by some other guy just to create an doubt should have worn similar kind of boots. I was watching him closely with my eyes wide open. Again there was a mobile ring and this time it was my mobile. As I saw the number, I was so tensed, but I have to attend the call. The voice from the other end said “The plan is on; you need to be here in another half hour.” This is what I don’t want to happen but it certainly did. Alas! I’ve lost my parker pen and my coat button and the climax of this thrilling movie to which I came running without cancelling my meeting.

How To Get A Girl In 5 Weeks Dad

The sun has just started to rise, but I can feel those rays entering my bedroom. I don’t feel like sleeping after that, it was already 8 in the morning. I woke up from my bed, brushed my teeth and sat in the garden with the newspaper my hand. There were couple of additional papers, just because it was Saturday, the start of the weekend. I always love weekends, that’s where I get time to spend with my family. It was not even a minute before I started reading the newspapers, my wife (Chellam) came with a hot cup of coffee and biscuits. I took a sip of the coffee and asked her “hey where’s our kiddo?” she said that he had gone out for a walk with my dad. My son (one more Chellam) is just five years old and he is one of the sweetest kids I’ve ever seen next to my wife. “It’s good to see him getting so much attached to my dad right? My dad would teach him everything in his life”. My wife winked at me and replied back saying “Hope he doesn’t start training him now”. Well I should say I didn’t think in that way. My dad is the best person to seek advice from, no matter whatever the decision I need to take in my life. I still remember my dad saying this to me “Kiddo, you can get 1000’s of advice in your life on a decision you need to make, but remember the final decision should be yours, coz you don’t have blame someone else even if you go wrong.” But I always took my decision based on his advice and it hasn’t gone wrong.
I kept my newspaper aside and started to think on what my wife had just said (“Hope he doesn’t start training him now”). I know she didn’t mean it, but even if she had I’ll accept with her, coz she is the one I should say who is mainly affected ;). Ours was a love marriage which took place 7 ½ half years ago. It was one of the most memorable and beautiful day in our life and if there is someone whom I need to thank for making me get this sweetheart, it would be my one and only dad. It was almost 9 years back when I saw her first time in my life. We both were working in the same company and I newly joined her team. I should say it was love at first sight. I don’t know how to express my feeling of seeing such a beautiful girl in my life. That day I came back home early and told my dad “dad, I happened to see a girl in my office, she looks so beautiful, gorgeous and I think she is the best, you know what dad from tomorrow I would be working her , Thank god, I really love you”. All this while my dad didn’t even utter a word but was staring at me. “Dad, you know what I really feel shy to say this, but I love her dad.” My dad immediately went into to kitchen and got some sugar. Before I could speak another word he stuffed the sugar in my mouth and congratulated me saying this was my silver jubilee girl with whom I had felt love at first sight.
My face frowned on hearing that, but to be frank what he told was true, right from my 3 std class mate shalini, to this one I had always fallen in love at first sight and I always tell the same thing to my dad, to which he got used to I guess. After that I didn’t speak to him about this topic for a week, but again I started the same thing, “dad, you know that I’m matured now and I really feel that I’m in love with her.” My dad smiled at me and said that he got to know that I was seriously in love with her in this span of one week and asked me to go ahead. Of course he was right; no one can understand or love us better than our parents. I really felt happy on getting his nod and I always knew it for sure that he won’t oppose. So far never in life he has objected me in doing something and even I’ve never misused that freedom. I told that I’m scared in proposing her since we don’t know each other properly and it’s with only respect to work we speak with each other else we don’t. I told my dad that I tried to talking to her, but it was in vain and I was fully worried that how I’m going to approach her.“Kiddo, if you can be a little patient, the same way you were for the last 5 days, I’ll make sure that you will win her heart in just 5 weeks”. Well that was really a boost to me, if my dad is with me who can be against me and that’s how I always used to think.
First Week: “Look this is what you need to do for this whole week, listen carefully and try to do the exact way I tell you…”, oh man I can feel the intensity in his voice as I continued listening to him, “The first thing you always need to do is to smile at her whenever she looks at you..” well that was quite easy for me “and don’t show your teeth when you smile…” that’s difficult anyways I’ll try. “The second and the most important thing kiddo look into her eyes whenever you speak with her and the third and final one for this week is, observe her routine day to day activities but do concentrate on your work as well and just confirm whether she is single”. Well that was a pretty huge task for me on the first week itself, but dad has told me if I succeed then it would be my stepping stone to success. I’ll somehow try and make this happen.
First Weekend: “Dad, I did as instructed and these are my observations and her reactions towards me, first up I need to thank god, she is single ;), she is very soft spoken and humble. She always comes to office at time and leaves a bit late unlike me :P, everyday around 4 pm she goes to the pantry for coffee and that’s where I feel she is completely relaxed and alone at times unless and until flocked by some of my teammates”. My dad appreciated me told that I’ve done a great job; well it really feels great to get an appreciation from a master. “Dad I forgot to tell you; she told me that my smile looks beautiful and I look better when I smile, I should really thank you for this, coz I even copied your smile.”
Second Week: “I guess you had done a better job son, but remember one thing always don’t try to impress her on every other opportunity, just be casual but when you really get a chance to impress, make sure that you leave your impact as well ” My dad is one big university for love I guess. “Dad how about speaking to her during her coffee break?” My dad immediately responded saying “No, but instead start five minutes earlier before she goes to the canteen, get a cup of coffee and sit in a corner seat looking outside, don’t even try to look at her….” I couldn’t control my curiosity, so I asked “then …”, my dad just smiled at me and said I would get to know that in reality. The second week’s task seems to be a bit easy for me, but don’t know how will I impress her. So off I went to work, I was waiting for my clock to tick 3.50, I immediately freshened myself and went to the pantry and did as my dad instructed. Nothing happened for the first two days, but on the fourth day, she came and sat opposite to me and started to talk. I was telling it to myself “dad you are simply a genius”. She started asking about my family, education etc. All of sudden, I told her that her voice resembles my mother who is no more, this was not something told my dad, neither it was my idea to impress her, but I somehow felt my mom’s warmth in her voice. She was really moved. That day I came back home a with a little worried look, when I told my dad the reason for that was mom’s voice, he couldn’t control his tears. First time in my life I’ve seen him crying, but he was equally happy that my decision of loving her was the best. I really did felt a motherly affection from her words which made me say that. From that day she always used to take me with her for coffee.
Second Weekend: “Dad guess what, I’ve got her mobile number as well, so from hereon I can call her up any time and speak with her…” and before I could continue my dad stopped me and said “Don’t ever do that kiddo, the way are progressing is too fast but its steady as well, I can see all the positive shades from her side, which is favorable to you, so better don’t let this chance go out your hand”.
Third Week: “Dad what’s the task for this week, you didn’t tell me anything”. “You are grown up man, you should also think on what needs to be done next.” I was completely puzzled and as my dad said I don’t want to screw up anything so I asked my dad again. “Don’t worry champ, all you need to do is progress in the same direction steadily and I’ll definitely let you know when something has to be done”. I somehow felt there was a meaning in what he said, so I continued my progress for four days. On Friday it rained so heavily, I immediately called up my dad and asked whether I can this chance and drop her home. But as usual my dad’s answer was simple and straight “No”, and he even asked me to come home immediately while she was still in the office. I didn’t have any clue what my dad is up to, and I returned home. I told my dad that I had missed a golden opportunity; he replied back saying there is a platinum offer awaiting me. He asked me to text her saying “hey, you reached home safely?” rather asking me to call her. But this time without having any second thoughts I did as instructed. I got a reply back after 20 mins; “hey I just reached home, thanks for asking, actually I was looking for you when I was about to leave, but couldn’t find you”. I immediately rushed to my dad with this message and asked him what should I reply now. The reply which he asked me to send made me feel that she is going to stop talking to me. “Oh Okie, anyways take care good night.”
“Dad why did you ask me to send this message, I think she would certainly start ignoring me, at least I should have asked her why was she looking out for me? “ My dad calmly told me that even I know the answer and it was she wanted me to drop her back home. I jumped out of joy, but told my dad that if had got to know that from her, then I would have been even happier than this. My dad retorted back saying not to get carried away with short term pleasures rather aim for long term happiness. And he was right, that night she called me around 1 am, I immediately woke up my dad who was fast asleep, and asked him what to do, he asked me to put the mobile on silent and sleep. ”Dad that was rude, just because I spoiled your sleep you are asking me to do this or else…” I couldn’t continue as my dad stared at me, I immediately put the mobile on silent and slept.
Third weekend: The next day morning when I woke up I saw 11 missed calls from her number, and told that to my dad. He replied back with a blissful smile saying she has started to like me. “Dad how can you be so calculative in all this, are you sure about this?” “I’m 100% sure kiddo, if not for all these strategies your mom wouldn’t have fallen in love with me”. Well that was a comprehensive answer and I didn’t bother him by asking any more questions. That day evening she had sent some 4 messages asking for why I didn’t call back even after seeing her missed calls, but my dad had already trained me on this. I didn’t reply to her that day but on Sunday night I sent her a message “Hey I happened to see my call logs and inbox flooded with your numbers, what’s up? Is it something important?” I really felt so pity on her, if I had called her once, she would have been definitely fine, but now she is angry, broken etc and I can easily make out from her messages. I didn’t receive any reply for the message I sent and this time it was me who was broken.
Fourth Week: “Dad I don’t know how I’m going to face her in office today, she would be in full rage on me and I won’t even be surprised if she slaps me in front of all”. My dad started laughing when he heard me complaining and asked me face everything with a smile, coz that’s what she likes in me the most. That day she didn’t speak to me and she left home early as well. I was completely dejected the way she reacted; of course even she would have felt even worse with my behavior. My dad asked me to wait patiently for this week. A day after she came and spoke to me and I could easily make out from her voice that she was badly expecting a response from me. We spoke for some time and she told that coming Monday was her birthday.
Fourth Weekend: So on Sunday night I kept my alarm for 12 am in the morning and even asked my dad to wake me up if it fails to ring. But he simply ignored my words and said “You don’t have to keep proving it kiddo, she already knows that you are interested in her and remember this, never ever in your life you would come across a girl who would reveal her birthday to guy, and if she had done that so purposefully then it shows how much she is interested in you.” Dad you have good logical reasoning skills as well, “Of course dad even I understand that, and that’s why I wanted to be the first person to wish her on her birthday…” but before I could continue on that, he stopped me and told that “don’t wish her tomorrow until I’ll tell you. Hmmm no comments, dad will definitely make this happen I said to myself and slept.
Fifth Week: “Hey Champ! This is going to be a important day, so you need to make it happen, the other day I saw you in tears when you told that she didn’t even looked at you, but now the ball is in your court, act wisely and moreover please don’t get emotional, you need to be strong today.” I understood what my dad said, that day she was wearing a dress of my favorite color. I desperately wanted to go and wish her but I couldn’t, she came with a sweet box to my cubicle with a big smile. I took a small piece and smiled at her and said “Thank you”. Oh man it was so hard for me to control all my emotions and just say thank you, I wish I had hugged her there and proposed her, but I didn’t. The whole day I didn’t wish her, we went for having coffee together but still I didn’t. I can see those desperations in her eyes, and I felt really sorry for her. That evening she left home early without telling anyone and I got a doubt at the back of my mind whether it’s going to be the end of road for me. That night it was around 11 0’ clock at that time my dad asked me to message her “Hey I completely forgot, Happy Birthday.” My dad told if I get a reply back I should immediately call her, but to my surprise I got a call from her number and she was crying at the other end. I don’t know how to console her, and I started crying. She told me that she wanted me to be the first person to wish her and she wanted to propose me today. I was so happy on hearing this told the same to my dad. “And dad I’m not going to wait anymore, tomorrow I’m going to propose her…” by this time my dad was emotionally moved and said “Never make her wait or cry for you ever, you immediately go and see her once.” I was shocked to hear that coz time was almost 11.30, but I somehow managed and went to her place, called her out secretly and proposed her. I should say that was the best moment in my life. The next day in office during the coffee break I told her the entire episode and she was completely shocked hearing that. She wanted to meet my dad immediately.
Fifth weekend: That weekend she came to our place. She was angry as well as surprised that why did my dad make her wait and restricted me even from replying to her messages. I couldn’t see her questioning my dad like that, before I could intervene, my dad answered her “ I’m really sorry child for troubling you especially in the 2 last weeks, but at the same time I’m proud that my son has won your heart. You already knew that his mom is no more, but the day when he told me that he felt his mom’s warmth in your voice, I decided at that moment, there can’t be a better life partner for him than you. He was not blessed to live with him mom for a long time but I felt that he would be blessed completely if he ties knot with you. So far whatever he has got in life are the best things that’s available, when he told about you, I felt that you are one of the best, that’s why I helped him to the core.” She was completely moved after hearing that and rather than asking any questions further she took my dad’s blessings and went home. It was the fifth weekend and she is mine now. My dad was responsible for everything. After a year, that was the time required for convincing her parents we got married.
There they are, my dad is back with my son. “Don’t worry kiddo, it’s ok tomorrow morning we’ll again go for a walk, that time I’ll get you a bigger chocolate, hand it to babli and tell her sorry, she would be perfectly fine with you.” As my wife he has started the training for his grandson as well ;). Love you dad.

She Made A Difference

“What is Love?” Well that’s a difficult question to give an answer for. It’s not something that you can explain with an example nor teach in a practical way, you need to be in love to understand love. Hmmm so I replied saying “Love is a beautiful feeling, Love is something divine and godly”, I guess that sounded like an abstract to her, so she again asked me “I didn’t understand what you mean, tell me clearly what is Love.”It was always a challenge and difficulty for me to explain certain things to her, and this is one of the major things. I tried my best to explain her but she was not convinced with my answers. She was sitting exactly in front of me looking directly into my eyes and expecting a reply. I need to accept the fact that I’m not that good in explaining love unlike this Balamechanical. I was trying hard to search an answer for her question, but I couldn’t. Before I could give some other answer, she retorted back “Do you Love Me?” this one was so easy for me to answer “Of course I do Sweetheart, I Love you more than anybody in this world.” Her face lightened up and I could see a blissful smile on her face. I thought that might have answered her question, but it wasn’t. “If you do so, can you prove it?” Well I really need to think of something to answer her, else surrender. Hmmm I got an idea. “Sweetheart time is already 5, and we need to start to our favorite destination.” Without asking one more question she immediately got ready and we headed towards our favorite spot.
We reached our place. This was one of god’s greatest creation and a place where anyone would love to enjoy. Everyone becomes kid once they come here, of course me too. Many refer this place as ‘heaven for Kids’, ‘Relaxation point for students and workers’, ‘Romantic spot for lovers’ and many more, but on whole everyone knows this place as ‘Beach’. We both went into the beach and started walking in barefoot on the sands. We walked for a while and sat at a place away from the shore. There were some little kids playing in sand, she was admiring them. “I’ll play with those kids for while; in the meantime find out an answer for my question.” I thought she is not going to leave me until I give her a proper answer. I started to think, how I can explain my sweetheart about love. It was almost 6 years back, when I realized what love is, and now I’m in a position to show it. Life was beautiful at that time, I got everything needed and there was not even one instance where I could complain about life. I did my masters in business from a reputed university and joined a company. I really loved the work over there and was so much committed to it. After 4 years, I thought its better for me to have a change and I shifted to this new company in which I’m currently working.
The job over here was easy for me; I was made to work in team of 8 and moreover there were some couple of good looking girls. The working environment over here was on par with my old company. This is where I met my first sweetheart. She was as well working in the same team. She was one of the nicest and soft spoken girls on the floor. She always used to keep everyone within limits and that’s why it was quite hard for me to get close with her. I sometimes used to wait for her to complete her work and then walk along with her till the bus stand. She always used to give a precise reply and never get herself engaged in any kind of talks or arguments. I was exactly opposite to her, I was a chatter box and I always keep people engaged with my talks except her. There was an audit which has to be prepared from our team and we both were involved in that work. I felt so lucky, and thought now that she has to speak with me frequently and I can get to know her better. But everything was on the opposite side; she spoke to me only when necessary and that too hardly in a day.
It’s been only 7 days since I had worked with her, but she had a huge impact on me. I was completely changed in these 7 days, I hardly spoke to anyone without any reason, my lunch time and break time talks got completely reduced and people even started thinking that I was on leave. I started replying to certain things by just giving a smile in return rather than opening my mouth. This was one of her character to reply back with a smile, but I was affected by it big time. I really wanted to break open from that impact which was a bit hard for me. I started almost reflecting all her actions which was something unusual for me. Well this is where I realized that I was in love, she didn’t try to change me, she never asked me nor she won’t, but she was of something which had a huge impact on me and I felt that impact as love which might sound something weird but it is true. When you are in love with someone, you try to do certain things which they do, especially the way they speak, laugh, and even their looks, that’s what this silent killer had done to me. One evening it got so late and she had no other choice apart from coming with me in my bike after big time pleading.
I guess this is one of the incident which I felt shouldn’t have happened. She invited me in and offered a cup of tea. I heard some sound from the other room and she immediately rushed to the room and came back with a kid in her hand. All my dreams got shattered that very moment. I didn’t even speak a word to her and walked off from her place. The next day I asked one of my colleagues about her, and my doubts got confirmed and clarified. They said she was married and had a kid. I was cursing myself for having feelings towards her. I started to maintain a distance with her which she noticed, but didn’t care much about it. That Friday we had a party and everyone was asked to come with their family. I was so curious to see her husband and wanted to meet that lucky person. But to everyone’s surprise she came only with her kid. There were hardly people who asked about her husband, but this one was something killing me. No one had seen her husband in these two years and that weekend I was only thinking about it. On Monday I decided to ask about her personal life. I took her to the canteen and started asking her. I was not sure whether anyone would have seen her speak so much, that day she spoke to me for more than an hour and I couldn’t believe my ears.
After that evening, it took me almost seven days to recover back, she was still the same in office, but I was completely taken aback after speaking with her. These seven days was a rough phase in my life and I need to take a major decision in my life. I had made my decision of marrying her and she was completely shocked on my decision. We got married on an auspicious day and got moved to a new apartment with our only daughter. Life was really so beautiful for me especially after our marriage. Every Saturday evening I used to take both of my sweethearts to beach and she used to rest her head on my shoulder and admire our little sweetheart playing. She used to say that she was never of the impression that I would marry her, but I proved her wrong. I should say I didn’t had enough time to love her the way I expected before marriage, but I’m showering all my love to her on a sharing basis, since I need to show the same amount to our little sweetheart. She loved me especially for the way I’m taking care of our little sweetheart. It all just happened in a flash and one day she completely rested her head on my shoulders and departed from us.
It’s been almost 4 years since she passed, but still every Saturday I used to take my little sweetheart to the beach and even feel that my darling is sitting next to me resting her head on my shoulder. I guess she is almost tired of playing now and she came back running to me sat next to me resting her head on my shoulder like her mom. “Dad, did you got the answer?” she asked me. I smiled and replied back “Yes Darling, It’s your Mom.” Tears ran down those innocent cheeks, as I wiped it and kissed her. Of course she got the answer and I’m right, there can’t be a better person than her. I was always blessed with everything in life, perhaps that’s the reason why god has cursed me this time. I enjoyed every moment of life in those two years with her. There are only few people who make a difference in our life; she was exactly of that type. The first seven days she created a huge impact by hardly speaking to me, the second set of seven days she again left an even bigger impact by talking to me that evening. I couldn’t control my tears when she told she was sterile, and no one would be ready to marry her. But for me my love towards her and her character was more than enough. She was one of god’s best creations on earth, maybe that’s why he called her back so soon. She doesn’t deserve this; sometimes I wonder why god created some people like this, whether it is to make a difference in someone’s life? She created a huge difference in our little sweetheart’s life by adopting her as daughter. She felt the motherly feeling after adopting this little angel and started carrying on her life on her own. I really doubt whether I would have even given a thought like this if I had similar problem. Wish I had a few more years with her.

A Perfect Stranger

It’s not quite often; we get to see some known faces in a train. Everyone is running as if their legs are tied to some wheels, and I was one among them as well. I used to commute to my workplace by train and I was not certain that I would meet someone who I knew in this train. It’s once in a while people do get to meet someone very important or else someone who had made a difference in their life. It was just 5 pm in the evening and the train was almost flooding with people. I should say that this was the crowd that was bigger than the one we get to see during an india-pakistan cricket match. In amidst of this big crowd I tried to spot a face, whom I felt like had known for ages. It was a pretty face which any one could have easily spotted in that huge crowd. She was sitting in a corner seat without causing much of disturbance to anyone. Of course she did to most of them in the train without her knowledge. I guess everyone would have liked it and obviously they have to, because it’s once in a blue moon miracles happen in our life.
It was during the month of June; I got a job and shifted to this place. I didn’t apply for a job for 9 months since I completed college; I was enjoying my life staying idle at home. It was altogether a different experience for me now, staying away from my parents, doing things on my own and living life almost independently. My first day at work started with training and filling forms. I made some good friends during my training. After a month of vigorous training, I got allocated to a project. This was something completely new for me; of course everyone has to go through this phase. Again there was a training phase, this time about the project and domain. I was trained by different people in the project, of which some were really good and good looking as well. Weekends were really blessings to me; I used to sleep the whole day. Suddenly there is an alarm sound indicating the start of train, almost everyone in the train had earphones plugged in and even a huge explosion would fall only in those deaf ears.
She just closed her eyes and made herself comfortable. I tried my best not to look at her, but my heart didn’t listen. She had a baby’s face, trimmed eyebrow, plain cheeks of course with a space for a dimple when she smiles, rosy lips, and on top of that she had a bhindi on her forehead which was really beautiful to look at. This was just a piece of description that I had made about her. Soon I got involved in my work and started performing really well. I was appreciated for my works and soon got recognized well in the team. If I happen to perform in such a way, there is only one person responsible for it and she was the one who taught me almost every bit of my work. I should say she was the most liked person in my entire project and floor. Everyone used to see her smiling, because there was something unique about her smile. The first women after my mother with whom I was a little bit comfortable was her. Soon we became very good friends.
It takes almost an hour for me to reach to my place and my journey was always boring but not this time. I thank god that at least I have one of his marvelous creation by him to see and admire, even though I avoided to do so. It’s been almost 6 months I’ve started to commute in this train, and not even once I had seen her in this train, perhaps she might be in some other compartment. I always used to make sure that she leaves on time, since she needs to travel quite a distance from office. I was staying close to office so I used to leave late. The best thing according to me in life was email and the office messenger. We used to chat, gossip, and make fun of each other through messenger. Once she reaches home, I used to start messaging her on her number. This was happening for quite a while and I loved it. I used to assign special tone for her calls and messages indicating that she was someone special to me. There were times when I’ve forgot to call my parents but I couldn’t even imagine a day when I’ve not spoken to her. It so happened that once she did not turn up for office for 2 days and I was totally down. I couldn’t reach her on her number which was like a curse to me.
It’s almost 15 minutes since the train had started and suddenly I got a message in my number and as usual it was from the mobile networks new plans. She came to office on the third day and I was in full rage with her. I didn’t even speak to her nor replied to her message for that one whole week. She was really feeling bad and I knew that, but I didn’t realize there should have been something more important that’s why she might have not thought of informing me. I always used to realize my mistakes late and even in this case as well. I called her after a week and we went out. Before I could start with my apology she started crying which was something I felt never should have happened. She said that these 7 days were like hell to her without speaking to me. So far I’ve never thought that I would be someone so important in one’s life, but I’m glad that I did. I had feelings for her but didn’t have the courage to convey. All of a sudden the train stopped on top of a bridge and there was no signal as well, it was a chaos situation there but no one moved since we don’t have any option. There was one such chaos situation in my life and I didn’t know what to do and whom to tell. I don’t whether someone else could have understood me better than her, she made it from my face reaction and she pacified me saying that “I’m going out with my parents to a temple this weekend, don’t worry I’ll pray for you and your family and things will be fine soon.”
I’ve never ever thought about praying for someone apart from my parents, but she was so bighearted. She had always been by my side whenever I need her and she used to remind me of most of the things which I should do. She used to speak with my mom on phone and my mom liked her. I don’t know whether I’m a complete person or not, but I would be definitely incomplete without having her in my life. She always used to make sure that I eat and sleep at the proper time which sometime made me feel that she was on par or one step above my mother. She took care of me like I was her child which sometimes made me remind of my mom. There was problem in the track and it was rectified soon, the train started moving again, but she was sitting there undisturbed. One fine day I asked her out and proposed her, she was so happy and her eyes were filled with tears. She thought if I hadn’t proposed her she would be definitely done that on my birthday, but she was glad that I was so affectionate than her which I believe was not true. From that moment I was everything to her and even a small thing, she used to share with me. I’ve asked her why she was in love with me since she would have definitely got a better person than me, to which she replied that was a girl thing and I won’t be able to understand that.
There had been quite a few talks going in the office that I was so lucky to deserve her, because she was one of the best in terms of character and beauty. She informed her parents about her wish of marrying me to which they accepted. She was the happiest person on earth till that time until a huge explosion came into her life from my words that evening. I’m almost nearing my place; I just have two more stops so thought of looking her continuously till that time. I called her that evening and told that I want to break up with her. She couldn’t believe what she just heard from me and she was completely broke. She was continuously asking me for reasons which I couldn’t give, and said I don’t feel like continuing the relationship with her. She broke into tears and I had no other choice apart from that. I left my job and moved to a different company. To be frank I almost started completely ignoring her. I also made sure that she didn’t know the whereabouts of me.
I sat all alone in my room and was finding answers for the only question which she asked, “why do you want to leave me? “ well the answer was not quite simple, that I could have easily told her, it had been in there for a long time. The only reason which I can find was “love, love and only love”. So far in my life I’ve never seen someone so caring, affectionate and loving towards me. Each and every small act made me love her even more. I felt I was not taken care like this in my life before. She had given her entire love and life to me for which I feel I’m not worth it. I started feeling that I don’t deserve to be someone who is capable for receiving love from her end. I sometimes doubt whether I love her to my fullest because she always used to be better in every possible way. She had always made me feel the best person, but I was under the impression that I was not even the right person for her. It was a struggle for me to cope up with her love to which I came into this conclusion of walking away from her life. One thing I was sure that, she would definitely get a person who would be as loving as she was. I’m almost to reach my destination stop, now she’s awake, there is huge temple that we just passed by and she closed her eyes and prayed for a moment, I knew she definitely would have prayed for me as well. I wish she is blessed for her entire life.

A Different Album

Teen ni teen ni teen ni , yeah that’s the sound of my vehicle and people used to get terrified on hearing this sound, but this was my horn making my entry as well as which would make me bypass all the traffic rules. I was alerted of a case and I’m on my way. It’s not ambulance but yeah it’s my fellow comrade vehicle because that’s the second one for people who I save. My medium of transport is so big, comes only in one color and no one can afford to buy it. It’s always full of water. I love my vehicle and yeah it’s my Fire Engine and I’m a Fire Fighter. The two colors I like are red and khaki, one the color of my automobile and the other being my uniform color. Whenever we were alerted of our very close friend ‘Fire’ we always used to be there in no time but this time due to heavy traffic I was a bit slow. More than extinguishing the fire, my view was only focused on saving people who my fellow companion has captured and kept as a hot hostage. I should say that we are the people who have used 3 out of the 5 elements. We use WATER to blow out the FIRE and jump from the top floor in AIR and land almost safely in EARTH; except for the sky we use the remaining 4 extensively in saving lives.
I need to make it as fast as possible before there are any casualties. I thought of becoming a service man, but ended up being only in fire service for my education. I didn’t even have the minimum qualification to attend the military selection. Sometimes I feel dejected for not making up to the military but as and when time went I’ve realized that this job is on par with military, even a step ahead of military in one aspect. There they used to fight with anti social elements or terrorist whom we can capture or put an end to. But controlling this big time beautiful hot devil was not at all easy and at times he used to blow us off just in a flash. We always used to refer him as a visible-invisible man, because he can burn you from anywhere and turn you out into ashes in no time. I reached the spot and the fire was at its best attempt trying to blow off the whole floor. It was on the 11th floor and we wasted no time in climbing to it through the ladder. This time it was so intense and yeah the reason for that was blast of 2 gas cylinders. I somehow managed to enter into that house through the balcony entrance.
Well, I should say that was one of the horrible scenes I’ve seen in the recent past, everyone in that family including a small boy was killed in fire. It was one of those unluckiest days for me where I couldn’t save people. I started shouting to check whether there is anyone alive in that place even though I knew the answer. I could hear someone crying, maybe I got used to it always or it’s someone really crying. I can really hear someone shouting for help, I broke into one of the room where my close friend has just started to enter. There was a girl in mid 20’s crying out aloud. Before the fire could occupy the room I carried her by lifting her in my arms and was rushing towards the ladder, when she jumped out of my arms and rushed inside again to the same room. I was scared thinking that she might go and fall in the fire, but she was searching for something in her room and pulled out an album from her shelf. I couldn’t wait for her to get her belongings and pulled her like a horse which is unwilling to move even after it’s whipped else we would be burnt into ashes in no time.
The fire was getting intense, I can withstand it for a while just because of the protection I’m wearing, but in no time it would burn her, so I threw her from the 11th floor into the safely tied net at the basement. I took a cigarette from my pocket and lit that in the fire had 2 puffs and got down in my ladder. I always used to do that after every successful accomplishment. She suffered a little amount of major injuries in her hands, shoulders and little bit on her face as well. I should say she is till now one of the beautiful persons I’ve saved in my life. Till the time we were extinguishing the fire she was crying sitting in one corner and not getting into the ambulance to get treated for her burns. Once everything was done we had to again pull her into the ambulance to take her to hospital. Even I was in the ambulance along with her, to get myself treated as well. All the way to the hospital she was crying and cursing me altogether.
She was made to lie on the bed next to me in the hospital, where she continued her cursing which was totally unusual for me. It’s the first time someone is cursing me for saving their lives. I still remember the small boy whose whole family I saved including his puppy and who sends me rose on every month from that time. He is the one who prays for me whenever I was on such a mission and I used to call him back just to ensure that I was safe. And there was this 70 year old lady whose life I saved after 4 continuous hours of struggle who treats me like her son. But she was totally on the contrary side cursing me all the while and said that even she was supposed to die with her family and why did I ruined her life by saving her. She wanted herself to be burnt into ashes in the same fire because she was responsible for not turning off the gas, she has no one to go in this world and at least I should have made a little bit earlier to that place so that I could have saved her family. I couldn’t hear her keep on cribbing about what had happened. She cursed me saying that I would soon die in a fire like her family had and she was non-stop. In an utter desperation I replied back to her saying, “If there is fire anywhere next time I would take you there and throw you into it, don’t worry”. I should say that completely silenced her.
I couldn’t sleep properly after those words and wanted to apologize to her, but she was fast asleep then holding that album in her hand. I slowly took that album out of her hand and started to have a look, the first few pages were full of her family photos, there was a little gap in between and then again there were a series of photos, this time not her families. It was of the great men, who died while serving the nation; it was mostly military officers and policemen. My respect for this girl rose like our fire engine ladder and was so proud to save such a patriotic girl. I wrote an apology letter and kept that inside her album. The next day morning when I woke up she had left from that place and no one was aware of her whereabouts. There was a letter by my side indicating her gratitude and told her that my letter has given a new meaning to her life. It was a small letter from my side but with lot of positives in it, “Life is like you; I mean life is beautiful, and it’s just like my cigarette, I mean its short so enjoy your life. Its just coz you have lost your family you have got a negative shade on life, but imagine about people like me who doesn’t knew what family is. In that way you are really gifted. You are born to live and I was born to save you as well, its destiny that we met and we are, more than you I’m still alive. Every time in my life I win the battle against fire, but you don’t have to battle against anything just need to live your life. Don’t worry time has an answer for everything, so move on with your life. God Bless you.”
From then on after each mission instead of a cigarette, I used to read her letter in which she had even mentioned to give up smoking. A few days later she came to see me when I was badly injured in a life saving mission and I was admitted in hospital. She was in tears and felt really felt bad when I told that her curse has worked on me. I just winked at her and said that I knew this was going to happen right from the day I joined, I’m happy that I was alive for such a long phase saving many lives and even saving one of the beautiful person in earth. She completely broke that moment but was just amazed of my positive energy even at that moment. I don’t know whether we were in love at that time, coz I haven’t realized it anytime. I opened her hand and kept something in it and closed. Hmmm… you people wanted to know what it was, just check out her album.

A Butterfly Gyre

Friday was the most favorite day for everyone especially once the sun starts to set. It was the day which is followed by two holidays in most of the cases. As soon as I saw the clock ticking 5, I started packing my bags and was heading to hospital to collect my reports. The last few days I had a pretty hectic work schedule and at one point of time I even fainted in my office. This may be because of the lack of proper food and sleep. I used to work a lot and even stretch more in order to get my promotion. But things weren’t the same until she came into my life. I used to make sure that I complete my work by 6 and get back to home as soon as possible. But last few days I was bound to stretch in order to finish my work and that has resulted in this problem of giddiness and mental stress. I thought it was high time I consult a doctor, coz I couldn’t concentrate on my work and my mind was wavering all the time. I’ve even heard people often saying that I speak something else while my mind was out of station. Some even made fun that I’ve become mad but that wasn’t the case.
I reached the hospital and was waiting in the queue for my turn for collecting my reports. It’s a pretty big queue and wished I had started a bit earlier. I need to meet the doctor as soon as possible and head back to home, coz she is alone. I was staying in a corner house all alone from the time I reached this city and it’s almost 5 years out of my 10 years I was staying alone here until she came into my life. It was altogether the same life for me, early to work and then back late from office. I have only quite a small amount of friends and it’s not so often I used to hang out with them. After 5 years of my all alone life a small family got shifted to my neighborhood. It was a small and beautiful family comprising of a father, mother and their cute little daughter who was just 4 years of age. We soon got introduced with each other. Every day evening if I happen to come back home a bit early I used to play with this cute kid. She was like a colorful butterfly and every day I used to get chocolates for her. Their parents didn’t mind that and even liked someone so affectionate to their daughter in a new place.
The queue is getting bigger, thought even this doctor has to stretch a bit today in order to attend all his patients. It so happened that once her parents have to leave for their native and she was having her exams that time, so they asked me to take care of this little butterfly for 3 days until they came back. It was a bonus for me, coz she is one who bought colors to my life and I’m going to spend almost 3 complete days with her. I immediately applied for 3 days leave and my only duty was to look after her all the while. I used to wake up early in the morning, prepare food for her, then give her bath take her to school and wait there till she comes back. Her school used to end by 12.30 pm and I was gifted with the remaining time. In the evening I used to take her to the nearby park and play with her until it gets dark. Once we get back to home I used to call their parents and make her talk to them ensuring that their kid is in safe hands. In these 3 days she was so much attached to me that she didn’t even want to miss me even for a moment. This was something quite unusual for me.
After 3 days, their parents came and that’s the day I saw her crying as if the world is going to end for her. She didn’t want to depart from me even after realizing that I was just next to her door. Well kids, they always gets attached to someone who are so much affectionate with them. On seeing that kid’s reaction that day her mom was a little bit upset that day, because their daughter was getting attached to someone who is not even a blood relation for them. Well it was something accepted from a mother’s point of view. Soon that butterfly’s visit to my place got reduced which was something I couldn’t digest. Every time she sees me getting out of my house she used to call me ‘Dada’ from her compound stretching her two hands indicating me to lift her, but I just used to kiss her on cheeks and walk away as though I had some important work. One day her father came to my place and explained what my butterfly’s mom was going through coz even in sleep my butterfly used to tell my name and she wrote a small book full of my name with a drawing of my face in the first page. Tears filled my eyes and I closed my note before my tears could wet that beautiful work. Her father felt sad for me and even for her kid. I made sure that I don’t upset them anymore.
Destiny is the name people always give to wanted or unwanted situations and I was made to face destiny. One fine day her father came and told that he had got transfer to another city which is far from here and they would be moving that evening. I wanted to meet her for one last time to which their parents agreed. This was a day for us to depart forever. I hugged her tight and kissed her on forehead. She immediately pulled out a small gift from her bag and said “Dada this is for you.” I again kissed her and bid adieu. When I opened the gift it was the same small notebook in which she had written my name, the first gift of my life. After quite a few days I wasn’t able to sleep properly, she was always in my thoughts, dreams and I could visualize her everywhere. I tried hard to get out of that which was a bit tough. A year later I got married and we had a baby girl. My wife died as soon as she gave birth to our kid. I took care of the baby girl exactly the way I took care of that little butterfly.
It’s been almost 4 years since I was staying with my baby in my house. None of my other neighbors or friends visited my place, so I didn’t have any disturbance while I’m with my daughter. I always make sure that I reach home back within 6 else my daughter would be waiting for me outside with an angry face for making her wait. We used to eat, sleep, play and even watch TV together. Whenever there is an insurance ad on the TV for child benefit, I immediately used to call the helpline enquire about the plan and start investing money for my baby. Every day I used to get her a chocolate and tell her a story to make her sleep. I can’t even imagine of getting late to home coz my sweet little darling will not talk with me, but I know how to console her. It was quarter past six and it was my turn to meet the doctor. He had a close look at my reports and asked me what was I going through and I explained him everything especially about both the kids, the sweet little butterfly and as well as my baby. He asked me lie on the bed to examine as he kept the reports aside. The fan was running at its maximum speed as the pages of the reports started to turn. It read “Mr. X is suffering from Folie (mental disorder). He was never married nor had a kid; it’s just because of his first impact given by the small kid (butterfly) whom he lost within no time. He is unable to come out of that gyre and it has created a huge impediment in his life. This wife and kid story was framed by his inner brain in order to forget the impact left by that small butterfly. It’s just an illusion.”

A Perfect Retaliation

It was really a great morning to start off and as usual I woke up early that morning and went for a jog to a nearby park which was 2kms from my place. My house is just opposite to this park, my wife and daughter always used to go for an early morning walk in this park. This was really a pretty good exercise and it keeps me brisk all the day. Once I reach the park I used to exercise for almost an hour to make me fit as always as ever. I should make sure that I’m not late to the park. I’ve taken my revolver as well and yeah of course it’s fully loaded. I had always kept a vigil on this park and this time I had seen him and I’ve been waiting for this chance for quite some time. This was my routine for almost 10 years and there are certain times where I’m bound to do this. This is not something any person would have expected to do in his life, but my situation is such that I’m bound to do this. I still remember my first day training where I was made to run the whole campus for almost 10 times, but as time went it was pretty much easy for me. I’ve never run like this in my entire life. I always enjoyed the shooting session and I haven’t missed my target on any instance. I’m not pretty much sure of my aim but somehow I’ll definitely hit the target. I’ve got a revolver with me and had been practicing for quite some time, so that I don’t miss the target. The training which they gave was not only for physical fitness but also for mental strength. They always wanted us to be shrewd, vigil and agile all the time and that’s what is expected from a COP. Being a life as a cop is not a cake walk. It was even worse than walking on a tight rope in a single leg without any balance. But I enjoyed my life as cop and we were always referred as “CEAT” tires which means born tough. The last 3 months was meant to be the toughest in my life. I really wanted to forget the incident that happened 3 months back. It shook the earth below my feet. My wife is a brave woman too and she is always proud of the way what I am. I was married and my life was smooth till the last three months until this gruesome incident happened in my life. Mine was a small family comprising of my wife and daughter and losing one person among us was something totally unexpected. The worse thing is the person responsible for this gruesome act is still out there enjoying his freedom. My wife divorced me, took our only child with her and she had left the city. In fact she desperately wanted to get married to me seeing my brave effort in rescuing a small kid from some local perpetrators. I was treated like a culprit even though I was no way connected with that incident. I was also a known encounter specialist and there were some threats for my life as well, but being a cop I don’t care about this. I’m sure that I would definitely spot him in this park one day since he was known to be grown up in this place. I knew this park since I was grown up in the same city and hitting a target in this place is not something easy but it’s not going to be just a threat this time it’s going to be retribution. My heart was only filled with vengeance and I didn’t want to miss this chance at any cost. So far in my 10 years as a cop I’ve never treated any criminal or culprit as a human being. There was some opposition from my home but what I was going to do was an act of justice. I was treated even worse than a dog. I still have 15 minutes left with me to complete my exercise. My husband will be back in another 15 minutes and I’m expecting his arrival. It’s really hard to be a cop’s wife, especially when things are out of your hands and there are so many threat calls on daily basis. I’ve never thought of doing this but things are out of my hands now. I don’t have any other option left with me now. I know how to handle these situations which happened in the recent past and I’ve been preparing myself mentally strong for this. My husband is a really strong person and I guess even he can’t take these. It’s just a matter of 1 day, 3 months ago which almost buried my entire life. The last 3 months had been a little worse for us, but I’ve strongly overcome that situation. This mentality really helps that too especially being a cop’s wife.
It’s already time and I need to get back to home; even the park is getting crowded. I don’t think I can hit the target, the park is getting crowded and I need to follow him until the road gets deserted. I need to follow him, else I would miss him and I won’t get a better chance like this. He is heading towards his home and there is no way I can hit the target on the way. It’s high time I take the revolver from my coat pocket. There is knock at the door and yeah it’s my husband. As I opened the door I saw my husband and immediately followed by a bullet shot. My husband fell on the ground, he was shot. I’m not sure whether the bullet was fired from my revolver but unfortunately it had hit the cop. I need to escape from this place as soon as possible. I thought of giving justice but rather I’ve become a murderer. I’m glad that my wish is fulfilled; I should move away from this place before someone gets hold of me. My husband was shot, it was indeed such a brutal murder that has happened in the day light in front of my eyes and I’m all helpless.
At the funeral, all of them present were paying tributes to the cop who was murdered. I wish if my husband hasn’t done this I wouldn’t have shot him. It was really hard to take such a bold decision and even execute it. But Alas! I succeeded in it. My husband had taught me how to shoot and I’ve tried it on my master itself. I don’t feel guilty for my act since it was my husband who invited death all by himself. We had been married for 10 years and our relationship was really good, I wonder what made him do such a gruesome act of raping a 16 year old girl early morning in the park 3 months ago. He didn’t even spoil a girl’s life but was responsible for her suicide to which her family is repenting even now. On top of that he spoiled the life of one more person by accusing of the crime who almost lost his family. I don’t know how many were behind him for his act but at last it was his very own revolver that delivered Justice.

I Gave Up Reading

I was almost nearing my 70’s and this habit of reading books is still alive in me. I never used to categorize any author and irrespective of them I used to read their books. At one point of time there were quite a few favorites, but as and when time went I started reading every other piece of writing, may it be a great author’s master piece or even this balamechanical’s blog. There is a road side book shop near my house and I always used to get a book every Monday, so that I would be make myself occupied the whole week. I would mostly prefer the romantic genre since mine was a love marriage. Some of these books used to contain even love letters written by one to their lover and with a date which would be some 20-25 years ago. I felt these conveyed more romantic feelings than the books. It’s once in a while you would come across these letters or some old newspaper cuttings or either pages from someone’s diary and reading those would be really interesting. And guess what the book which I took this Monday had some four diary pages which caught my attention.
I kept the book aside and almost started reading those pages. It’s really bad to read someone else’s diary, but not in this case, I really doubt whether the person who wrote this exists now. I’ve even filed some of the letters and diary pages which I had come cross and thought there is one more new entry to my collections. Since this was a romantic novel, I felt this should be some love letter and the person who wrote this would have used this book as a present to his girl and had kept the letter in it. I don’t know whether I’m right, but this was indeed a good idea and I’ve tried this to my girl once and it had worked out well. Though the pages were old, the writing was fresh and I always love the smell of these papers. Whenever I read some romantic novel, I used to sleep that night keeping that book on my chest and hugging it. According to me this is called as something “Close To Heart”. So with things in my mind I started reading those diary pages.
It started like this “I think today is the most memorable and beautiful day in my life, after 2 years of continuous struggle Aishu has accepted my love and my happiness has no bound. She was the best in my college and there were already many guys behind her but at last it’s me who won her heart. She had brains and was beautiful as well which was quite a rare sight.” Ha ha ha I laughed and said to myself if she had brains why would she fall in love with you Mr. Romeo. But on the other hand I thought he should be smart like me to woo a girl. Okie let me continue reading “I remember the first day when I proposed her in my college bus stand, to which she walked off without responding, but today she responds to each and every bit of my action. I didn’t change myself for her, which is the best part in me and she liked it and I’m proud of that. Life is like a bed of roses for me without even a single thorn. Then after every other day was a romantic day for me.”
I thought with the amount of patience, especially 2 years is something big and with the confidence this guy our Romeo can do anything. He took me to some of my olden days in the first paragraph itself which made me more curious to continue reading. I’ll see how his romantic days are “I think today is the most beautiful day is my life coz Vaishu has accepted my love and no could come between us.” O oh oh hold on has he written the same thing again or I’m reading the same. No he has written the same thing, but the girl name is “Vaishu” this time. Hmmm let me guess may be of the playboy kind? That sounds interesting let me continue “Vaishu is my most favorite person and she mean the world to me. When I proposed her ..“ oh man this guy is even worse than balamechanical, how many girls and moreover how many times he LOVES? Anyways how many ever times love is always as fresh as an apple kept in a refrigerator. “When I proposed her, she was initially scared of falling in love with me but when she accepted she was even more scared of losing me, but I won’t let her go from my life until my last breath. I don’t know it was just two months of wait but it seemed too long for Me.” hmmm this made me remember Einstein’s law.
“Today is a day I would like to forget in my life, and if given a chance I would try to change things that happened today. Aishu and I had an argument over the friendship she has got and I asked her to avoid talking to those guys whom she thought to be her best friends but they aren’t and this is where everything started. I shouldn’t have behaved like this in public, I slapped Aishu in front of her classmates and she broke down in tears, I never wanted to see her like that. I did that not coz of jealousy rather I was too possessive on her, she didn’t understand that. I tried calling her after that incident but she didn’t want to speak with me, of course she is right and it’s me who behaved so stupid. I was taking too much of control on her which I realized was totally wrong. If you love someone just set them free and if they come back they’ll be all yours. I was so late in realizing this but I love her more than my life. I don’t know whom to tell this, so writing it down in all tears.” I was totally moved on reading this, even though he has two relationships he was sincere in both which was quite exceptional. “Aishu called me after sometime and we patched up again, I was so sorry for the way I behaved with her. I thought of taking her to the beach but couldn’t find my bike.” What a pity Mr. Romeo sorry playboy.
“Today is a day which “Vaishu” and I would never forget in our life.” Jesus Christ! The above paragraph he wants to forget that day and now he doesn’t want to, this guy is more complicated than Algebra I said to myself and continued reading “We had been to the beach for the first time in my bike.” WAIT! Does he got some multiple personality disorder, I guess he has or else he has just added “V” in front of Aishu, but whatever the incidents he has mentioned is kind of crystal clear, I said to myself and continued reading “It was getting dark and we were sitting close to each other, the breeze was so cool and I whispered something in Vaishu’s ear, which she didn’t hear. She asked me to tell that again in her ears, to which I took the chance and kissed her on cheeks.” Well I’ll have to say that he is more romantic with Vaishu than with Aishu. Oh my god, this is something which I never expected to have happen, the third page is completely filled with ink and I couldn’t even make out what he has written. Thank god at least fourth page is clear.
“Today is my wedding and I haven’t seen Aishu as beautiful as ever in her bridal wear.” So this is it at last he married Aishu, then what happened to Vaishu, did he dumped her? Or as guessed it was just a spelling mistake. I can’t take it when someone dumps a girl for the sake of other, well what could be the reason that made him show this kind of injustice towards a girl whom he loved? May be it was just a hanging around relationship or was it just for pleasure. Hmmm wait why I need to jump into a conclusion before completing the whole thing. There are only quite a few lines left, let me read that as well. “Today is my wedding and it’s with my lady love Vaishu.” I guess I would get a heart attack now; he married both of them on a same day? “This is the second best day in my life and hereafter I’m going to spend my entire life with Aishu”. “This is the second best day in my life and hereafter I’m going to spend my entire life with Vaishu.” It’s high time I call an ambulance now. I can’t take it anymore. He has written something specially in bottom of each page and yeah it’s clear only in the last page, let me read that as well. “Don’t you ever dare to read other’s personal diary” but what’s wrong? I asked myself and continued reading “that too the diary of identical twins else you’ll end up in this kind of confusion.” Yes we do use a same dairy.” I should say this was the best shock of my life and after this I’ve never made an attempt to read anyone’s personal letters or dairy. Wait! There is one more page remaining….

I'm Still Waiting

I’m really in full rage on these builders who had built this big Himalayan Mountain as a compound wall for a house. I’ve been climbing it for almost 5 minutes and I’m yet to reach the top. It’s really hard to climb compound wall with a box in one hand and holding the rope on the other. I wonder how criminals could escape from jails where they have compound walls which are 10 times bigger than this. There are few security guards here as well, but I’m sure I can manage. I have only ten 10 minutes left to execute this operation. If climbing the compound was difficult, then climbing to the top of the house by pipe was even more difficult. Both the case I should make sure that the stuff inside the box should not get displaced coz that’s the most important for carrying out the mission. I somehow managed to enter into the house from the terrace without the sentry’s notice. I have only 5 more minutes left and I’m already sweating thinking whether I would able to make it or not. Before reaching this place I’ve gone to the airport and railway station to confirm that nothing goes wrong with this plan.
All I need to do is the find out the exact room to carry out the mission and make it a successful one. I found out the room and slowly entered the room like a cat. I still have two minutes left, so I decided to remove the mask I’m wearing. I opened the box and placed it in a nearby table and took a lighter from my pocket. I lit up all the candles and woke her up. She was shocked to see me there at that time. It was only 12 seconds remaining to strike 12 for December 12. It was her birthday and as the clock struck 12, I sang “happy birthday” in a very mild voice and asked her to cut the cake. She was in all smiles and she gave me the first piece of cake. I took a slice of cake and dumped it in her mouth and she made sure that she didn’t shout, else all those guards would enter her room and would arrest me. She said it was the best birthday party she had in her life and thanked me for making it a memorable one. I again said “I Love You” and was expecting a reply from her at least this time, but she didn’t and told that she would meet me tomorrow at the coffee shop.
She was watching me from the window how I’m going to get out of the house and I can see that eyes were only filled with hope that I shouldn’t get caught. I got to the top of the compound wall again and sent her a flying kiss. I guess that was the bravest attempt by me rather than meeting a police officer’s daughter in her room. I was overjoyed on the way back to my room my heart was filled with only one question “what would be her reaction and reply to me tomorrow?” I came back to my room and didn’t sleep, but was thinking of all the beautiful moments’ right from the day I met her and till now. I was basically from Chennai and for the past 2 and half years I’ve been working in Bangalore. Bangalore, one of the beautiful places on earth and it was made even more beautiful by my darling. Bangalore was known for its weather, gardens all over and of course for beautiful girls as well. There was this saying that Bangalore was known for its 3 popularities. One is the stray dogs, the second being IT professionals and the third are the beautiful girls.
I was one among those who would fall in the above mentioned 3 popularity; hold on not a stray dog but an IT professional. Right from the day I moved to Bangalore I used to play cricket on weekends and it was really good exercise for me. All the two years was same just looking at those pretty faces at all around the city but the last six months was totally different for me. It was one fine weekend and as usual I was heading for my match. The whole road is covered with trees on either side and the weather was also at its best. Suddenly there was a gentle breeze and it was a flower downpour and at that instant I happened to see this beautiful lady. For the flowers that fell short of her feet had attained its glory and for those which fell on her head or which touched her plumage skin died at her feet of jealousy. She was really cute enough to make people look twice and even I was not spared. I always used to take this route but not even once I had seen this beauty.
For the second time in my life after my college third year I was haunted by a girls face. But this time it was too intense and I need to pay for that. I didn’t play well that day, got out for a duck, sloppy fielding and on top of that I got injured very badly while attempting to take a catch. I was badly hurt on my knee region and it was all bleeding. My friend took me to the nearest hospital and to my surprise the duty doctor at that time was none other than flowers ‘Beautiful Enemy.” Oh my god! Is she a doctor? Then definitely she would be elder than Me.” I was saying it to myself and it was quickly answered when I asked her out when she was dressing my wound. She smiled and said that she was a final year medical student and she is practicing in that hospital. I was so happy than ever and even the ointment which was applied didn’t pain much. She asked me not to strain my leg and advised me to take rest. I really hate when people advice, that too even it’s a doctor but this time I wanted to hear only advice, coz her voice was so sweet as a honey.
She gave me a hand when I was about to get down from the bed. Oh man! I was searching for Ilayarja or A.R Rehman to play a romantic background at that time so that my feelings could have been well expressed. I went back to my room and started searching for a diary and pen. I wanted to start writing poems, coz I’m in love and it’s such a beautiful feeling. The next day my friends insisted me to accompany for shopping and so I went with them in a car. We went to one of the biggest mall in the city and I was waiting outside in front of the showroom where they were purchasing. I suddenly felt someone tapping on my shoulder and when I turned, it was my beautiful doctor. She asked me how was I doing, how was the pain and all. Oh man! Again I couldn’t find Ilayarja or A.R Rehman but anyways her voice was like a melodious musical album. She even asked me, this time with a bit of concern that why I stepped out and straining my leg in spite of her advice. I felt like no one would have taken better control of me at that moment than her eyes and words.
Soon we both started talking and got very well introduced. I don’t want to control my feelings this time and wanted to break it up. But there was a slight fear in my mind whether how she would react to this, but I got enough courage and told her that ‘I Love Her’, she was surprised to hear that coz it’s not even more than 12 minutes since we spoke but I’ve proposed her. She was not kind of a girl who used to just explode on hearing such things, but she was really patient on her patient. I told her how I saw her for the first time yesterday amidst the flowers and what was I going through. She just smiled at me and said “How is that possible? How can you fall in love with a girl in an instant? Do you really believe love at first sight?” Without any hesitation I told “Yeah I do believe love at first sight, because I started loving my mom ever since I opened my eyes.” She really doesn’t know what to reply for that and said that was such a beautiful thing she has ever heard. I was really happy that day but she didn’t reply for me. After a long request, in fact torture I got her mobile number on one condition that I shouldn’t call her frequently as she would be busy with her work and studies.
From that day every morning and night I used to message her, send her some romantic film dialogues as message for which seldom I used to get reply that too only for selected messages. Soon the reply from the other end also started to increase and we started calling each other at late nights when the whole world is asleep. I know she has at least some kind of affection towards me but don’t know when it would really blossom into love. I used to accompany her for shopping and movies and it’s only once I have she had come out with me in my bike. Every time she tries to scare me saying that her father is a police officer and if caught red handed I have to face serious consequences, but I used to reply back saying that I’m proud becoming a son-in-law for a police officer. She always liked this positive gesture from me and I strongly feel that she was my positive energy. I sometimes feel that I can even handle her father 'the martinet' but not her silence when I ask her about her decision. I don’t know what is stopping her from giving a response. But she has once messaged me that if she had plans of marrying someone then I would definitely be the first choice. There were times when I couldn’t able to speak to her or meet her on weekends, I used visit the hospital wait in the patients queue, get my turn and then used to speak with her for which I used to get scolding’s later.
Hmmm … it’s getting late now, time is already 1.30 am and I need to sleep now, so that I can get up early and meet her. I got up a bit early in morning and went to meet her. When she came, I again greeted her for her birthday and gifted a rose. She told that she was really shocked to see me around 12 am and was thinking about me all the night which I used to do every day, thinking of her. After she had asked me how I managed to enter the police quarters and get back without being caught, I asked for her response. She smiled again and ordered for her favorite drink. I was sitting in front of her looking into her eyes hoping that at least one day she would open her mouth and respond. I’m still waiting for that day.