It was a sunny Sunday afternoon, the church hall door creaks open. A man with shabby clothes and piercings all over the body walks down the aisle towards the confessional. The church father who has already seen the person entering, moves over to the other side of the confessional and occupies his seat.
"Father, I have a confession to make.”
"Yes please, my son. That's the reason I'm here, to wash away all of your sins in the name of the Lord." Having said that, Father did his usual thing.
"I want to kill somebody who has done a great deal of wrong things.”
"Why do you want to take the extreme measure son? Everybody will be eventually punished by the Almighty himself. Anyways tell me, whom do you want to kill?", quizzed the father.
"It's you father. You are the one whom I want to kill.”
"What! me? Why are you gonna kill me, my son?" asked the Father.
"I won't give you a reason, but I have the habit of telling people a story each time I do this."
"So, I'm not the only person who's a victim to your craziness. Okay, tell me. I have other works to complete, please be quick.”
"Yes, Father. It will be finished in no time, the moment my story ends the task is completed and you may do your works", he said it smiling wickedly at the Father.
"Once there lived a small family in a rural area of the state. Almost all the families in that neighbourhood were daily labourers working for a construction company nearby. This small family consisted of a father, a mother and their only son.
The story goes like this, every day after his day's work the husband used to get back to his home fully drunk and late in the night. The action starts when the wife questions him why he is wasting the money on drinking. He gets agitated by her questions, pulls her by the hair and dashes her face against the wall. He takes out his belt and keeps on attacking her with the belt until he gets tired. The torture levels kept increasing day by day and after sometime all these incidents even kept happening in front of their son. He was not bothered by the presence of the kid and kept on hurting his wife without any mercy.
This had to end somehow. The mother kept chalking out a plan to end this horrible torture and the day had finally come. She caught hold of his hand which was pulling her hair, overpowered him with all her might. It was an easy task as he was drunk and low on his senses. She got over him, took out his belt started going frantic over him whip-lashing him with fury. She unfortunately kills him in the heat of the moment and doesn't even feel guilty about the incident.
The only thing that bothers her is her son who happens to watch the whole murder sequence where his mother gets her reward after all the sufferings over the years. That kid now became a 15 year old and is no more a kid. She didn't want the kid to be publicising about the murder of his father to the villagers. She quickly went over to him, tied his hands at the back with the belt and smashes his head with an iron rod to make him unconscious.
She clears off her husband’s body by throwing it into the nearby lake and returns home without getting noticed by anyone. She then takes her revenge on her husband by torturing her son as he was the scion of the brutal animal who abused her all life long. Slapping was just a start and he was her sandbag.
With the death of her husband, she created a scene to the villagers that he had gone to his mother's place and would be coming in short period of time. She found work easily and earned her food and money. She scarcely used to feed her son and assumed her husband every single time she saw the weak and pale body that had been tied to the pillar of the house and tortured him in the every possible way she could.
The son's life became a mess and two years later she started smoking and drinking and the torture after that was her entertainment and it happened almost every other day. He couldn’t take it any longer, his will to live was almost dying. He was pierced all over his body, eyes would be drooling due to lack of food and sleep. He was 23 at the same time his mother's health worsened due to the excessive alcohol consumption and smoking. She freed him finally and his revenge started.
He started out with bruises all over his body went to a hospital got himself cleaned up. His mind was soaring with the repeated torture and he had just a single thing in his mind. He wanted to kill all those husbands who took to domestic violence against their wives. From that day onwards, his only aim in life is to eradicate the brutal husbands.
By now you would have understood why I've come to you, my Father...." he started laughing.
Though I only knew him since the last three years of our bachelors, it feels as if I’ve known him since my schooling. He has earned my affection by being a good friend and for me, getting to meet him for the first time is still one of the most memorable moments of my life. Mostly because I adored the way he looked.
I’ve honestly thought we were a couple until he mentioned we were just good friends. I cared about him so much more than I cared about myself. He is my smile, frown, wrong, right and happiness. Honestly, I was addicted to him!
I’ve never cared about his past because I believed he was mine forever. But when he said we were just friends, it hurt me. However, I couldn’t stop caring for him because I have always considered him as my better half.
I know he loves me as much as we love our silly arguments but what broke me was when he confessed that he was in love. What could I say? I knew she didn’t care about him. At least, not as much as I did but I was in no position to express my thoughts. The last thing I wanted for us is to fight over his choice.
For awhile he was happy with her and I moved on even without wanting to do so. I knew he wouldn’t be mine any longer and life seemed to heal me until one day, while I was leaving college, I was shocked seeing him approaching me. My heart paced and I stared at him without blinking. A cold breeze touched both of us before he asked, “Why didn’t you tell me that you loved me?”
I didn’t know what to say. Holding my hand, he said, “I’m sorry. I’ve had to know about it from her.”
Looking into his brownish-black eyes, I asked, “So how is your relationship going?”
He stayed silent for a moment before saying, “I’ve chosen you instead of her.”
For a moment, I was taken back until my brain kicked in to make me ask, “Before or after she dumped you?”
Unhesitantly before he even answered, I concluded by saying, “I’m not a substitute. Find someone else for that!”
I didn’t want to listen to anything of what he had to say. So I walk past him.
This short story is dedicated to Mounika Kodeboina. Add your opinion on the short story in the comments and thank you for your time - WP Team.
Every story starts with a situation and ends with a twist but my story started with a twist and ended in a situation. I happen to be a IAS aspirant and landed up in being a CEO of a fashion designing company. I didn’t even thought I would be making such a leap and its been almost two years my business is flourishing. Now I design for almost each and every actor of film industry, this was the time when I saw both of them out of my office like every model for the Grand photoshoot. Then in the next flash of light I saw her blonde hair and the hourglass body I was totally flattend by her. She was about 22 yrs and was perusing her M.com but wanted to be a model. I came out of my cubical and was observing her while my colleagues were screening her. Her smile was a magnet, it will attract anyone,and if you feel that’s nothing then the dimples will easily grab you inside them.
I went to the arena and called my junior photographer and asked for her profile. As her features suggest the name was also apt to her. Mayuri a common name but it was to a person who was not at all common. After the althose flashy lights when she descended the dice my heart was pounding as she approached towards me and I was like come on Harish you can do it. Well that’s my name Harish Malhotra and I am the CEO of this very gigantic fashion arena The Fuse. I was thinking to introduce myself to her but suddenly I heard a sound in midst of this beautiful moment and as I turned i just saw a total contrast of my latest visual experience. “Hello, sir my name is Sargam I am certified fashion designer….” A girl with bracels and a tanned skin with messed up hair was talking to me. She was resembling to one of the ghosts in The conjuring or the babadook or any other horror movie. Any person would be frightened to his core if he sees her even in broad day light. I was about to ignore her but one thing that came out of her ugly mouth stopped me from rejecting.”Sir, I presently design my clothes for Mayuri. She and I are friends right from our childhood.” That was the moment when I liked that black beauty “you are approved for my programme but on one condition you have to bring your very own model for the show” I knew she’s gonna bring her.
Later in the evening while I was coming out of the parking lodge of my company in my brand new Mercedes GT I had to hit the breaks hard to stop myself hitting a person right in fron of my car. In the bright Rays of LED I could just recognise the person was a girl but when she started running towards my car I was stunned that she was the one whom I saw jus an hour ago”Sir, please can you leave me till my house I have no vehicle and my bitch I mean my friend went away without saying a word damn I am gonna sue her. Sir, can you please…” that time she noticed that I was not at all listening to her I was totally in my dreamland again “sir!!!”
“oh.. yeah…please come sure” I said with a exciting and enthusiastic tone.
“thank you very much sir. By the way I am Mayuri Gupta. I am a model.”said she and lend her hand for a handshake.
I bolted my hand hastily but gave her a good hand shake and started my car’s engine.
All my way she was just going blah blah blah it was a bit nagging and irritating to others but it was like a nightingale singing for me. As I stopped after a mile driving she said” sir, do you believe in love at first sight??” I had no words on my lips and hell lot of question in my head how come she knew that I was lokking at her what is gonna she say etc. and then the moment came”I love you”those three words from her lips was enough for me giving a thunder shock at that moment I just wanted to get out of my car and dance like hell. While I was living in my moment she got out of the car and vanished in the dark. We both had all our 1st(s) right from our first date to our first kiss but not that one thing cautioned me was she said she smoked for the first time when we were on our date but she lied she had a cigeratte pack in her bag few days ago, I ddint bother to ask her I thought it was common in my field but why did she lied.
It was just a few days our love hearts just turned orange when I saw her with another guy, the way she was with him it did not digest to me”what boss whats the matter”I heard it from my back. The voice was from the beast whom now I look at her like a cupid. “Sargam.. yeah I don’t like what she is doing “can we for a moment be like friends not as an employee and an employer”
I gave a accepting nod.
“ya.. its like she is so with everybody. This guy might be her 48th I think. You know she is very reasonable”
“you are kidding right” I said with a half-hearted smile.
“no.. no .. not at all. I am with her right from our college 1st day so as far as I know she has many she had many and she is having many”
I was furious and raged but I took it calmly while we were on our way back home as our regular practice I asked Mayuri about her past life.
“why are you so intrested in my life, you know me I trust you so is this not enough for a relationship to be maintained.”
Her answer didn’t convince me I wanted to know everything about her so I went to the person who connected us. “please tell me everything you know about her and with proof” I was standing in fornt of Sargam’s house and pleading
“okay come inside I will tell you”she said and gestured me in I was not at all concerned with what she is wearing. She is always in long skirt and a top or some ethenic dress but at that moment I was concentrating only on what she is talking. She said each and everything about her right from her good d things to her bad deeds and I too had observed it many times sometimes she used to go offline very early but her last seen used to be some midnight hours. Slowly we two builded up a nice repo and she was my spy and she used to tell me what actually Mayuri was doing.
It was Mayuri’s birthday and she had called me to her room for dinner and she said we were going to have a bash It was winter and it was a very romantic weather I was trying to call mayuri to tell her I would be late but her phone was switched off and the thing alarmed me and I immediately went to Sargam.
“why is her phone switched off” I asked Sargam in my worrying and depressing mode.
“I am also trying for her from last half n hour but no response. I forgot to wish her. She was saying she was about to go to some ones place”
“not possible she called me to come but I was late so I was trying her phone I had texted her too”
“yea she said and later on she texted change of plan”
“where is she and what she is doing”
“relax have water first she said she was going for a bikini shoot”
“now!!! And with whom and to where” I was almost cold hearing this
“see Harish I told you she is not your type” she said sitting beside me and she gradually put her hand on my lap to console me.
“you know what you are way better than her.” Sargam was very nice and never ever used to talk to any boy unnecessarily. I should say she is the ugly but nice goddess at first I never used to like her but my ideology changed as time passed.
“ok.. lets have some drink” said she to take me out of my worries
I didn’t tell you she also drinks yeah my cupid drinks as its common in my field and in parties we have to else we are out of the league
She handed me a British mulberry gin after few drinks we were discussing all regular issues and I was looking at her mobile I saw photos of Mayuri in intimate with other guys and that bought me into a great outburst “I was thinking not to show you these”said Sargam ”calm down Harish…”
It was the time when I hugged her and after few minutes we were one we were almost into it and I was into her at that moment I realised she is not virgin and one thing hammered my brain at that time was how could I suspect her with just one photo and some rumoured talks how colud I how lame I was. I plunged from the bed immediately Sargma asked me”whats the matter”
“just shut up you bitch”
“I always wanted you and I always liked you I fell in love with you from the day I saw you in the office lobby please don’t leave me”
I was least concerned about her and banged her rooms door almost stumbling the stairs, ran towards Mayuri’s room as I break through the door the scene was devastating hundreds of question banged my head the two room kitchen apartment was wrecked like anything I saw a crippled person lying covered with blood from his head lying on the living room floor it was for the first time I saw him, he hardly lifting his hand directed me towards her room, she was worse state than the person in the living room, seeing through her condition I could make out she was assaulted and she was virgin which she had just lost it, tears erupted form my eyes I was feeling helpless I immediately took both of them to the hospital after few days I was acknowledged that the crippled person was Mayuri’s brother, the people who assaulted were sent by Sargam. They were the people whom Sargam and I met while I was trying to know Mayuri’s past, photos in Sargam’s mobile were on set photographs of a short film that Mayuri did during her college days. At that time I understood two things, virginity is just a physical state and not related to hearts next point accepting any person as it is is the first step of relationship.
This is my story oh yes I didn’t tell you about the situation I landed up, its not a big deal but it is a big dealing for me its been three years since we have been married and now Mayuri gifted me cutiest pair of twins I am confused with the names can you guys help me!