The morning sunshine had started to pour on the roof of Dev's hideout. Shalmali was slumbering on the cot-like bed inside, where they all made her sleep.The rest of the members were awake by now but only Dev and shalmali were sleeping. Shalmali rubbed her eyes which were dry as the fluid inside it had parched due to sleep. She was a bit restless today. Didn't know what was making her so, but she took too many turns on the bed while opening her eyes. She let out a huge whimper then.By hearing that, all the members ran into the room to see what had actually happened. Dev woke up with covering his ears and a disgusting clicking of his tongue."What in the world is happening to that silly girl?" He said to himself."What happened?" asked Mayank running towards her.She went on crying holding her stomach. Tears started to trickle down from her eyes till it flowed to her chin and all the way towards the sheets of mattresses on the cot."What's it, tell us?" asked Raghav."Yes. Did you s
"Look, we are gonna help you. Okay, girl?" Said Suraj nearing towards her.She was trembling with fever. His body was hot. It was pretty unprecedented that she got a fever because of her period. Maybe because she was scared so she got that. She was still sitting in that corner wailing and sobbing hard."Boss. She has a fever," Said Mayank when he touched shalmali's forehead."You all go and bring a bowl of cold water and a clean towel. And also bring some pieces of cotton cloth. By pieces, I mean the size of my arm. Hurry," Ordered Dev.All three boys galloped to bring the things necessary. Dev was flustered about all this. This thing was a problem but he knew he could handle it flawlessly.He went near shalmali, touched her forehead and felt her pulse. The pulse was racing and her body was warm. She shuddered on his touch, shaking. Tears still were spurting from her gorgeous eyes. Dev's heart, in reality, agonized to watch her in tears. He wiped her tears gently with his hands. She
Backstreet mental asylum, Golden high road, North India 701, Jammu. "For whom this letter is?" The receptionist on the table no. 4 was inquisitive about the letter just arrived. It had no name written on it, marvelling where it came from and who sent it. "Hello Doctor, our asylum has received an unknown letter with no name of the sender and no name of the receiver," the receptionist dialled to the main doctor of the asylum. "Did you check the address properly, is it ours?" inquired the doctor. "Yeah doctor I did check it 3 times before dialling you up, but there's no clue about it." "Ok, I'll come downstairs and have a look at it," he hung up. "Is it again for her? If it is again for her then who is sending her letters from past five years? Who is she and what does she hold?" the doctor's mind was flooding with numerous questions. While going downstairs he reminisced about the letters previously received. You are here for s
Dev ~ 'The poor man must have not comprehended the pain when his throat was slit. It was an immediate action and less severe death I think,' I reckoned. 'I think I saw a silhouette of someone glimpsing inside the ward. If they have come to know, the police will be here any minute. I should rush,' I aroused myself. I thought it would be better if I entered from the window rather than from the door. I was certain that somebody was there peeping inside. The person who saw me committing this action must have already informed the whole asylum that there's a murderer in here. Even the receptionist was looking at my face the way she will remember it well to give a sketch of me to the police. No fusses, I can find my way of evading. After all, executing so many crimes didn't bring me to the police, then how can I let them take hold of me now. They don't know my momentum. No matter how much they try they can never have me. And even if they have me I'll never surrende
Dev ~As it was the night time, the street in front of me was as solitary as the asylum, in which I got into deep turmoil. My escape was always very brisk, I don't know what got with it that it became so bothersome. I side-eyed her and she was seeming fine now, no howling nor trying to escape. I had covered a pretty far distance by gushing my car from the asylum. Stridulation of crickets could be heard and only the sound of silence was widespread. Don't know where I am going to take this girl.Each and every building's lights were close as I saw them, passing through my car. Every living being was swallowed in deep sleep. But the dogs, what's wrong with the dogs, that they are giving a loud cry. They are the only individuals present, who are making me feel that life on earth is still prevailing. My car is a black coloured Toyota, I had to buy it when I got lots of money from selling the cocaine packets to an international smuggling gang.
Dev ~The rigid surface of the rock was jostling my skin beneath my back. The rock was substantial enough for me to sleep on it.I squinted my eyes as the sun rays fell upon them before I was awake. My vision was blurry and the sun's light was faintly mixed with the haziness in my sight. I rubbed my palms on both my eyes and wide-opened them and sat awake on the rock. The sun was above me shining and glittering in its morning glory between the crowded trees. Quickly, I realised that I am beside the lake. The chirping noises of the birds distilled my ears and mind.The lake was glistening by the sun's shimmery light, giving it a golden yellow colour tinted with silvery crystalline glaze.For a moment, I forgot what happened the night before this amicable morning. Within a second all my memories crashed in my head like a truck hitting you unaware. My silent morning turned into a tense moment.Turning my head behind, I saw my car still at its place with her seated inside, asleep. I sough
Romil~Why is Commissioner sir not giving a thought about what I said? Am I a fool? Do I know Nothing? Then what's it?. He helps me every single time, he trusts me every time then, why not now?"Hello," I took out my phone from my uniform's pocket to see who called me. I learnt it was Commissioner sir."Romil.""Yes Sir""Where are you son?""I am here, just standing outside our police station.""Okay. Stay there. I am coming.""No sir, I'll come."Don't do any formalities now, come on, I am coming.""Okay sir," I hung up.I have known commissioner sir for a decade now. I was of age twenty when I joined the police force. That time he had just begun his duty as the Commissioner. Being of that age, I had just completed my graduation and gave exams to join the police. By God's grace, I was selected. I was the youngest there. Being naive, everyone uses to assist me and help me to learn different tactics and strategies. Of course, before joining the police I had taken training for about 6
Dev~The room was mesmerizingly decorated. A huge hall with tall ceilings boarded beautiful paper colourings hanging till 3 feet distance from above. In the middle of the room was a huge table set, with a neatly placed silk silver cloth, having a two-storey cake on it. The cake was delightful looking, pleasing to the eyes. It was white, completely white with fresh cream on it. It looked like a pure vanilla cake, without a bit of any other flavour or any other toppings to add to its beauty. Five candles placed in the circles on the cake lit unwavering.I mean how do they know that I am going to succeed in everything, even before completing the task. And of course, Vanilla cake is my favourite, they knew it.Seeing the room highly, hugely decorated, I was stunned. Not only the cake, but even the room was also completely white. I don't know why but the walls had red balloons hung on them. C'mon, I do not like balloons at all and I hated the colour they were in. I loved the only black and