10.00 pm at International Airport
Just arrived at the airport - Sent sms to my lovely wife – Neera.
Looked at my watch while waiting for my luggage at the conveyer belt at the International airport, also watching news at the LED TV at the airport – India has successfully launched its new Satellite, count down started 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3………….my luggage arrived at the belt. I picked up my luggage and started moving towards the exit. Received a phone call from my taxi driver. Informed him about my arrival and asked him to wait outside at gate no. 6. Stopped at duty free shop to pick up a Champaign bottle. I was very happy and wanted reach my home to share the good news with my wife. Comfortably sat in the taxi with a cheerful smile on my face and called up my wife on her mobile.
Me: Hi Neera, I am on my way to home. What happened - you are sounding low. (my phone disconnected) - Low battery….shit.
I was cursing myself for not charging my mobile in the flight. Taxi was passing by the Krishna temple. I thanked Krishna for his blessings while sitting in the taxi. This is one of the good habits I’ve learnt from my mother - Thanking GOD whenever we pass by any temple or any religious place.
Reached my society, picked up my luggage and started moving towards my flat.
11 pm outside my Home Sweet Home
(Looking at my watch while pressing the doorbell - Doorbell rings, started reverse counting as usual 10, 9, 8, 7……..Neera opened the door.
Neera: Hi honey, welcome back. How was your flight.
Me: Hi Baby, Surprise for you.
(Handed over the Champaign bottle to her and lifted her in my arms, spun her around until she requested me to drop her)
Neera: What's the surprise ?
Me: We've got it, we’ve got the biggest contract. We’ve achieved what we wanted to from last so many years. Now we will have our own office. We can have our baby now. I am very happy, let’s go out and celebrate this moment.
Neera: Please put me down, I am not well. It’s very late now, we can celebrate at home.
Me: Ok, baby. Just prepare something, we’ll have Champaign together and then lots of fun tonight.
She went inside to prepare some snacks for our celebration tonight. I started changing my clothes and getting myself relax on the couch. Connected my mobile for charging, switched on the TV started surfing channels. Wanted to listen to some music good music, suddenly stopped at one music channel.
Me: Nice song - Aaj Mein Upar Aasman Niche….Aaj Mein Aage Zamaana Hai Pichhe.
(Perfect song for this situation and I was on top of the world)
My mobile rings…unknown caller. I started talking to him while mobile was charging.
Me: Hello! Hello! Who are you?
Unknown caller: Who am I is not important. What I am saying is more important at this moment. Check your email, very important message for you. I am your well-wisher.
Me: Who are you, tell me. hello………hello……
(Phone disconnects)
I was trying to call back at the same number but his phone is switched off now. I was confused with whatever he has just told me and then I decided to check my email even at this happiest moment of my life. Switched on my laptop to check this email.
(New email with two attachments)
A video in which Neera is having sex with a young man, but Man’s face is not visiblePregnancy test report – Positive report…….Neera is pregnant…..
I can't believe on these emails, what I just saw was unbelievable as I know my wife - Neera since my childhood days but I was infuriated and started throwing things around in my living room. In my anger just hit the drawer below the TV trolley, something fell out of the drawer and hit on my foot. It was my licensed gun.
Neera rushed towards the living room after she heard noises from the living room and really shocked to saw me with a gun pointed in her direction.
Me: You Bitch. What's going on, tell me or I’ll kill you…….
Neera: Honey, you're so happy just a moment ago. What happened, please drop the gun.
Me: What’s the problem, Am I impotent or what. Why are you sleeping around with other men, you bloody bitch.
Neera: Mind your language. Are you mad? I think you are not in your senses?
Me: Yes, I am getting mad. Just look at this video just received from one of my well-wisher.
(Neera is frightened now, she looks pale while looking at the laptop.)
Me: Is this you. For God’s sake tell me this is not you my Dear. Otherwise you know me, I can do anything at this moment.
Neera: Please put the gun down. I’ll tell you everything.
(She started crying but she was very scared at this moment)
Neera: (Crying) You were roaming around to fulfill your dreams. I was all alone at home. Have you ever thought of what I am going through, my reproductive age is almost gone. Family and friends are reminding me that I cannot give you a child as if it’s my fault. I was feeling lonely every day.
Me: Lonely, my foot. What about your kitty parties and clubbing.
Neera: You weren’t listening to me because all you were looking for was your financial security, your office and your shit plans but I needed a child. I wanted to be a mother. Since I've left everything for your shit plans. I was frustrated with all this and met Vicky few months back at a party.
Me: I can’t believe this. I was running around to give you everything, this lavish lifestyle, financial security before we had our own child. You knew all, these were our plans not my plans.
Neera: No, I wanted a good life, just a happy life. Not all these lavish non-living things. Did you ever ask me what I really want.
(She raised her voice even when she was wrong, this action made me more angrier at her)
Me: Call this bastard right now, Call him right now or I’ll shoot you bloody bitch and you know that very well.
Neera: Please forgive me, please forgive me. I’ll abort this baby.
(In my anger I slapped her, abused her. I cannot forgive myself for these actions)
Me: No! Never! Call him right now.
(Neera called her boyfriend Vicky and asked him to come immediately.)
12.10 am – We were sitting on the floor of our living room
Neera and me were sitting on the floor while I was pointing the gun at her. She was terrified at this moment and was crying continuously. While waiting for her boyfriend, I don’t know why I switched on the TV again. This time another song/ghazal was playing, unfortunately matching our situation once again- Koi ye kaise bataaye ki vo tanhaa kyun hai. Vo jo apna tha kabhi, aaj kisi ka kyun hai.
I was feeling bad for our self, how can I point a gun at the person whom I love the most in this world. Our happy moments were moving in my memory as fresh as today’s incidence. Tears were flowing out of my eyes at this worst moments of my life.
1.45 am - At night, Doorbell rings
He was at the door. Bastard was very happy and excited to meet Neera at midnight because she told him over phone that her husband hasn't arrived tonight. Exactly the way I’ve asked her to say so. He wasn't knowing that I am at home. More importantly, eagerly waiting for him with a gun to kill him.
Neera opened the door, a young flirty guy excited to see her at the door, tried to kiss her but Neera was blank as if no emotions then she has closed the door.
Vicky: Darling, you’ve called up. I am here at your service as always. we’ll have fun tonight.
(I was hiding behind the door, pushed him and pointed the gun on his back.)
Vicky was shocked as he was not expecting me at home, he started murmuring few words.
Me: You’ll have fun tonight. Yes - you bastard, fun which you’ll never forget in your life because you’ll be dead in a moment with your Neera darling as you said just now to her.
Me: How long this is going on tell me and get ready to die. Both of you...Romeo and Juliet.
(Vicky turned back to speak to me and looked at me with a surprised look on his face.)
Vicky: (Shouted) JAANU. I can’t believe this. How can you forget me. We had fun together all night at Karan Kapoor’s party in Bangkok. Am I right Mr. Jayvardhan Singh Rajput.
(I was completely shocked by what he said with all his confidence.)
Me: What are you saying. I do not know you at all. How come you know that JAANU is…..
Vicky: Yes, JAANU is your name with your close friends. Am I right Sir ! Oh sorry - JAANU. You were really hot in bed with me on that night. I am really in love with you JAANU.
Vicky: Kill this bitch who was cheating on you. You don’t know how many men she was sleeping with. Just kill her and we will live together happily.
I was very much surprised and ashamed as well with this revelation. My anger was subsiding. I was looking at my wife as if I am the culprit. Whole dynamics of the situation has changed in a fraction of seconds. I moved towards my wife and tried to explain her.
Me: Darling, that night I had few more drinks than I usually have. May be but I do not remember If I’ve done something like that on that night. I mean sex with this bastard……I am not that type. You know very well.
While explaining my point, I put down the gun on the table and hold her from her shoulders to clarify whatever Vicky just said. But Neera was not in her state of mind. She was very angry at me. She cannot accept this type of homosexual or same sex relationships. It was completely NO in her believes. She shrugged me off and slapped me 3-4 times then she quickly grabbed the gun from the table.
(Now she has pointed the gun at me and started shouting)
Neera (Shouting): Now you tell me Jayvardhan. How long this was going on. Shame on you…..you Asshole. How can you - Sleep with a man, Kiss a man…..bloody fuck a man……Asshole. I am sorry to call you Asshole - it may be your favorite part of the body.
Me: Drop the gun baby, let me explain.
Neera: Baby my foot, Oh my GOD. I can’t believe this. My husband is GAY. If you had sex with a woman, I would have been ok but you ASSHOLE FUCKING GAY.
Neera: Sleeping with a man. Even a thought like this feels very creepy to me.
(Vicky intervened her and tried to say something)
Vicky: Madam, I know you love me so much. Much more than this man or GAY who attracts other young men with his lavish lifestyle and then trap them in his web. I was lured by him for lavish lifestyle and some dollars. I think you should kill him and we will live together happily.
(I pushed him back and moved towards her to convince her again or to accept my sin.)
Me: Honey, I accept my mistake but I am not a GAY. That night I was completely drunk and my friends pushed me so hard to try something new. I might have slept with him, May be.
(I looked at her with the innocence on my face.)
Me: Listen carefully. This bastard wants you to shoot me, when you have this gun and he wanted me to shoot you when I had this gun. Do not believe him. Shoot him as he is the culprit who is taking the advantage of our stressed relationship.
(She looked at me as if she was getting convinced with my words. I started again.)
Me: I’ve understood your point of view Baby. Please forgive me for my mistakes and forget whatever happened. I accept that I’ve ignored you, left you alone with no choice but to sleep with this bastard. I am really sorry. Please forgive me.
Neera: I think, we should forgive each other. Let’s kill this Vicky. All this confusion happened just because of him.
(She handed over the gun to me and stood behind me.)
Vicky sensed the fear for his life. This could be the last day of his life. He raised his hands up and again tried to negotiate with us.
Vicky: I agree. I’ve done all these wrong things or sins, fooling both of you. I may got addicted to this lifestyle, parties, money. Before you guys kill me, I've a last wish. Just a small wish.
Vicky: Can I have something to eat before I die.
Neera: Jay….shoot him. He is not hungry, he is lying.
Vicky: I swear, by GOD. I am very hungry. I was about to have dinner when you called up. In my excitement I left food and came here to die.
2.55 am– at night on the dining table in our living room
I moved him towards the dinning table and asked him to have something from the table.
Me: You can have this bread and butter. Eat it and get ready to die.
Vicky started preparing a club sandwich with two brown bread slices and one white bread slice filled with butter inside it and started talking to us.
Vicky: Have you ever killed someone in your life. I’ve doubt, the way you are holding this gun. Even if you kill me, you will get caught soon in this age of technology. Your wife had called me on my mobile. Police can track her mobile easily.
Vicky grabbed a big bit of the sandwich and started again.
Vicky: Can you imagine the life in jail….No AC, No LED TV, No comfort, No parties. How can you leave this wonderful life, you are also addicted to this lifestyle. Just think about this life versus painful horrible life in jail.
(I was listening to him carefully as whatever he was saying was right)
Vicky: I’ve another offer for you. We all can live peacefully like this Club Sandwich……(While showing the sandwich to us) One white bread between two brown breads with a layer of butter. Delicious……Isn't it.
(I looked at him with my opened mouth, as I was surprised with what he just said.)
Me: Are you mad? or have you lost your senses, What do you mean?
Vicky: Let me explain. What I mean - You love Madam, She loves me and after that night I spent with you Mr. Jayvardhan, I am really in love with you.
(He was looking at me with his lusty eyes)
Me: Stop this nonsense. Do you think we will agree to your bullshit ideas.
Neera interrupted me and looked at him.
Neera: No, Let him speak. We should not kill him. He is right. I can't imagine my life in a jail and I am sure you are also not very much interested to spend rest of your life living in the jail.
I was surprised by her sudden change and tried to understand what she was saying and placed the gun down on the dining table.
Vicky quickly picked up the gun in a flash. He was completely changed personality now with a gun in his hand. His tone changed from a soft spoken young man to bad mouthed criminal.
Vicky (Shouted): Now end this drama of faithful husband and caring wife.
Vicky: Hey you Uncle - who wants to sleep with you. I was sleeping with you because I wanted to live this lavish life and also needed money to enjoy with my girlfriends.
(Vicky continued his bashing this time looked towards my wife.)
Vicky: And you bitch - Aunty. I don't love you. One more thin, do you remember that phone call which your husband has received. I’ve made that call from my secret mobile number. Because you were pregnant with my child and I didn't want another Bastard to be born on this earth.
Vicky kicked Neera and she fell on the floor. She was in pain as she was holding her belly and crying for her life.Vicky shot her and she is bleeding profusely. Her body was moving vigorously and then suddenly stopped moving. I shouted at him.
Me: You bloody BASTARD……………
(Vicky shot me in my right thigh, I was holding my leg and looked at him with anger in my eyes and frustration on my face)
Vicky was laughing like a maniac and he looked at me like hunter looks at his targeted animal.
Vicky: Yes, I am a BASTARD. My mother was a bitch, she was sleeping with other men leaving my father at home. And this way I was born, A BASTARD WAS BORN. Now I don't get angry if some calls me BASTARD. This is what I was listening since my childhood, sometimes by my friends at school or sometimes by people in my society. Now I feel that the word BASTARD is written on my forehead in bold letters like a Tattoo.....
(He looked at me with blood in his eyes.)
Vicky: Before I kill you, let me tell you why I am killing you. I roam around at posh hotels and at parties to find out couples like you. Who cheat on each other especially the women who wants to sleep with other men to produce BASTARD like me. I sleep with them and finally kill them. No more BASTARDS in this fucking world……
(He laughed like a Psycho killer and shot me again this time in my chest)
Vicky pointed the gun towards Neera and shouted - Maa, I hate you so much. Meanwhile I am counting my last breathes and was playing dead on the floor.
Vicky dropped the gun on the floor and started singing a song in his horrifying voice – Zindagi ek Safar hai suhaana….Yahaan kal kya ho kisne jaana…….
I observed him carefully as he walked towards the door. I knew that the time was running out. I took a deep breath and tried to revive the energy left in my body while counting reverse 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.... and picked up the gun in a flash with all my energies, aimed at Vicky, shot at him till the last bullet in the gun. He was lying dead in a pool of blood on the floor like a rotten rat or criminal or terrorist.
I was having my last moments on this earth in this life while I was looking at my wounded wife helplessly.
6.00 pm - Next day in the evening
Just woke up in the hospital and felt alive to tell you this horrible story of that night. Me and my wife were saved by our neighbors after they heard the sound of bullets which I had fired at Vicky. I was feeling bad for Vicky, I do not know why. He could be right in his own way but he could have chosen a different path to overcome his sufferings in his life. Sometimes life is like a Club Sandwich on some days in your life……….
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