Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Short Story : Dark Night Devil


Dark Night Devil
 
I cursed the day.  Today is one of the worst days in my life, I thought. Every thing I am doing today lead me into trouble.  To start with, I had a terrible fight with my wife in the morning.  Reason...  who knows... as usual.  I thought I should have controlled my tongue.  I did not take breakfast, not even a glass of water.. That hurt me a lot later. 

I went to office.. I was late as usual.. I knew Manager was fuming, I could see the smoke coming out of his cabin..ha.. ha..  What to do ?   He waved his hand signaling me to come inside his cabin.

“Don’t worry Raj... late is our birth right,” commented Rizwani, smiling at me.

I entered the Cabin.. only to find out his smiling face..

“Good Morning Sir..”

“Bad Morning dear.. you are fired.. collect your cheque.. and get lost..”

Even a Earthquake followed by Tsunami would not have given me this  Jerk....

But I was a short tempered man.  I may starve and die but I will not tolerate this. I had my self belief, I knew I can get a brand new job. Hell with this one... especially with this idiot..

“Thanks,” I said, banged the door and went out of the office like a vampire amid stares behind my back.

*****

When I got up from the shadow of a tree in the Park, it was evening 6.00 PM.  The four large I had taken in the afternoon was disappeared.  My head was aching.  I wondered what     next ?.. I hate to go home either..

My mobile rang.  I saw the number, it was a new one.  Wondering who the hell it would be.. I said “hello”  I could scarcely recognize my voice.. it was rough..

“…….”

“WWWWhat…?”

“……..”

“I am on my way.. I will reach there by midnight”

*****

 My village was a remote one.  After 9.00 PM, no one can reach my Village.  But I had to go at any cost. The bus dropped me at 10.00 PM in a nearby city.  I thought I might get a transport... a jeep... at least a bullock cart.. No way.. I cursed the Politicians who always promised us light, road, transport, water etc., once in five years from when I was five years old. 

I can’t wait till morning, hence, I decided to walk.  The thought of walking 10 long Kilometers to reach my home gave me a shiver.  I cursed myself for not getting a drink.. Crap.. I started walking. 

Since I knew the place very well, I had no problem.  After around 5 Kilometers, I looked at my watch.. It said.. 11.45 PM.  I knew the other three Kilometers will be a difficult one.. where I had to cross even a Graveyard.  The thought of Crossing a Graveyard at midnight gave me a feeling of chill crawl up my spine.

*****

When I neared the Graveyard, it was midnight 12 O clock.  Faint smoke of a burnt body gave me a sweat.  I had a look around.  No one could be seen.  The place looked dark & deserted.  Even during the day no one dare to cross the place alone.  That too in the night, even a ghost would not dare to be there alone.  I thought of running.  But I tried to stay calm.  I started a brisk walk.  The abnormal sound of my own feet increased my sweat.  I heard the howling sound of a dog somewhere.  Now I was scared. Scarred enough to run..   I ran fast so as to cross the graveyard as soon as possible.  Suddenly, I heard a hissing sound behind my back for the first time as if some one following me right behind my ear.  My entire body felt a shiver.  I came to a grinding halt and slowly I looked behind. 

No one was there… I did not want to stand there anymore. I started running again.  I heard the hissing sound again and again at my back.  I ran faster… the sound followed me… I turned again and saw what the hell was that… I saw a white smoke… a pure white smoke…  I cried loud… but no sound came… I fell down like an uprooted tree… and f..a..i..n..t..e..d.

*****

Narsi.. That is how he was called.  Narasimhan, a local politician.  He was on his way to town in his bike.  Suddenly he spotted a person lying near a well which was covered with bushes hiding the deep water. He looked around.  That place was deserted. He came closer to the well.  Stopped the vehicle  and had a look at the person lying near the well.   He was shocked to find Raj on that pose.  He did not expect that Raj who was working in a multinational company in city to lie near the well that too in this condition.   He went near him.  He placed his hands near his nose.  There was breath.  He was happy to see that Raj was alive.  He tried to wake him up.

“Raj.. wake up.. what happened ?!..”

Raj opened his eyes and saw Narsi..  there was anger in his eyes.  Narsi did not expect this. 

 He asked Raj again. “What happened Raj ?!..  Why you are sleeping here ?!..”

Raj was on his feet now.  He had an unfriendly look at Narsi.. 

“Narsi.. Did you think I will not come back.  I have trusted you. You should not have done this to us.  You do not deserve to be here.  Come to our world.”

Narsi.. could not understand a word in it.

“What are you talking about ?!..”

Raj smiled cruelly and without answering his query, he pushed him very hard into the well. 

Totally unexpected this Narsi fell inside the well which was covered in bush.   He never came back later.

Raj was looking into the well. Feeling satisfied came near the Bike and pushed it into the Well and walked away.

*****

When I regained consciousness, I was still lying near the Graveyard.  I looked at my watch.  It was  10.00 AM.  The place still looked deserted.  The day light gave me courage.  Last night horror came into my mind.  What a horrible experience.  I was unconscious for the past 10 Hrs.  My god.  I got to my feet and reached my home.  I was very happy to see my mother who was seriously ill yesterday sat in the arm chair. I went near her and on seeing me she hugged with great love.  The hug gave me a much needed comfort.  I could not control my tears and kissed my mother.

*****
Next day local news paper read. 

Mystery killings  

Nov. 12.  Narasimhan a local politician was found dead in the Deadly Well along with his Motor Cycle.  It is not known whether he was killed or Committed Suicide. The readers may recall that  last week the bodies of Ragini & Rajesh, the local love birds were found killed in the same well in mutilated condition.  Postmortem report later revealed that Rajesh was manhandled and Ragini was raped. Inspector Vijay told reporters that he felt that there was connection between the two incidents and investigating the case.

*****

After attending the funeral of one of my old friend.. Narsi.. a local politician.. who was killed or committed suicide.. I came back to my city after two days.  My wife was very happy to see me back after two days.  She hugged me and said “Sorry Honey.. I will never fight with you”.  I kissed her on her forehead and said “That’s all right sweet heart”.

The end.