The killer

Never once I thought I will get a chance to do this. But I finally got one. I sneaked slowly into the premises between the sleeping bodies (Rather say dead bodies). I heard one guy reciting some kind of words.

Now I crossed these dead bodies went a head to do what I dreamed all my life. I will promise to you its not easy man. I am half wet with sweat and my tongue is dry with tension.

After a cigarette, I came near the all important destiny. The wonderful thing about all this is, the one I am going to kill is stable, never con run, never can speak a word, he cannot put a case against me and he is big illiterate.

The door was too big for me and the lock too heavy. I am not well equipped to break this lock. But the one I should kill is inside. The lock is not strong as it seems. Now I am before the one, who feels everyone is small before him, he never cared for anyone and he created a big vacuum in many lives with or without his presence. (Strange isn’t it).

I have taken out my knife and hit him right in his chest. Big sound sparks all around (Like one of those faction movies) the sound is not from him but from my broken knife. Now my ego is hurt more I hit him on his head with a hammer. This time there is a bigger sound. Still the sound is not from the one I murdered. He is dumb. The sound came from the head of the murder it has fallen off three feet away.

The important part of the plan is done now the real point. Getting away before somebody caught me. I was sneaking out slowly; suddenly there was a big noise. One of the dead bodies came alive; he started towards the door I am coming out. To get away I hided inside and closed the door.

He started to recite some strange words. I think it some Sanskrit. I was wondering how come this deaf guy who I just killed can understand Sanskrit. World is really strange.



His reciting has ended and he started putting up an itemized list:

Dearest Almighty,
Just grant me these small wishes

1) A small job (Lets try it to be Govt. Job and not Software engineer’s job)
2) Pick a good girl for me to marry and have a great dowry
3) Car to ride on.
4) Small triple bedroom flat.
5) 2 children both sons.
6) Last but not least to have a peaceful 100 years.

For now this is all I have to wish for. I will come back with my wife to give 10% of my salary.

Don’t get confused. You are right; I just killed the self presumed great one in the world- The ALMIGHTY.

Next day morning, I wanted to see the headline.

“Almighty is killed”

But the headline read like

“Angry Almighty”

Come man I wanted to kill almighty. But this people are saying something else. I am too confused and too angry. I could not get how he is angry after all I killed him yesterday. The matter read like this:


It is not a new movie starring Jim Carrey. But it’s the bad state of affairs in our own city. If you look back to the last 25 years there is one place where many of our city places come along to get together, to pray and learn some good words. But that place is also being attacked. The one who is targeted is our almighty. Almighty’s head is taken off. What is the system doing? What are police doing? Are they sleeping as always?

Everyone has one question. Who has done it? What they are getting by this? There are many stories are running around. One of the stories running around is, that this is done by some terrorist who are not happy with the popularity of the temple. Somebody is saying this is a distinct chance as the terrorist will not take a chance to get into to do this. They either will bomb away the whole construction are bomb when the people are around there.

The second story given is that the Almighty is angry that the place where he is now is being ruined by the chants of the other religions. The voices being heard from the loud speakers are ruining the sacredness of the whole place. Almighty shown a similar kind of anger twice before. One was when these other religious activities started around. The second was when the loud speakers were installed. In the two cases the place has gone dark.

Now the temple chief is saying before restoring the almighty the angry of the almighty has to be put off. The system should make sure that these kind of evil forces are thrown far away from sacredness of the almighty.


I am dumbfounded with all this. Now I don’t want people to believe this stupid story. I want them to know the real story. How? There is only one way let me commit that I killed almighty. I am not sure if people believe me.
Whatever happens to me? I wanted to share this. I went directly to the place where all this started. There was a frenzy of people. Everyone is doing all kind of noises. Some are taking the chief’s story to new heights. Some are chanting, some are crying. Everyone there is given a chance to share there own grief. I struck with a brilliant idea.

I enrolled myself to share my story. Number 99 is called. I am before the mike now. Everyone is waiting to hear what I will say. I am a little tensed. I am very bad at this kind of things man. But now there is no going back.

I started with a bang, the Almighty is not angry with us. But he is murdered. Almighty is brutally murdered. The people with the first story started shouting “Terrorists go away”. I shouted “silence”. You dumb people almighty is murdered and murder is none other than me. The expressions ranged from surprise to anger. Some started running out. All the press is here.

Yes I killed almighty. Now you got the answer for whom? I know what your next question is. Why?

I am person who come every week here for the last 20 years. I can bet that everyone in this room has some wish to almighty. From the bottom of my heart I can promise before you all that I prayed and requested for nothing in return. You may think I am rich one who has nothing left to ask for. I promise to you that it is never the case. In all my life I never had a complete meal a day. The people who boast they are doing all kind of arrangements are being done to help poor like me in this temple; it has never been the case.

You may think that I got frustrated by all this and done this. No, I have not done this for myself but you. You may wonder how this is for us. Yes this is for you only. Now answer these simple questions and then tell me answer in yes/no. If you have more yes than no then you can do whatever with me.

1) You pray to Almighty without offerings?

2) The idea of Almighty stopped you from doing something wrong?

3) Never ever you thought almighty does not help you?

4) When you offer something to Almighty you never expected something in return?

5) In good/bad you had Almighty in your heart?

6) You never treated any one less than you?

7) You believed that truth and Almighty co-exists and never lied for the same reason?

8) You have love to Almighty not fear of Almighty? and the last

9) Reason for doing anything comes even before almighty?


Last Word
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As believed by me many had more no than yes. I won but I am not alive. Why? All people had no for the last question.

Cocktail : A mix of love and friendship

Its my first day out there in college. I am on my own for the first time. I am clueless like many others what is in store for me.

Our class was being guided through all the boring labs, class rooms which I will sit in the coming years. But concentration was else where. You got it bull's eye. My concentration was on girls.

There a only 6 girls on the day 1 of different sizes, shapes and mix of colors. Wait wait don't draw conclusions. Different sizes were the bags they carried (bags to college come on..!), different shapes were there lunch box and mix of colors were there dress.

Whether I liked any of them is a trivial question. Any which way these are the girls I have to bear them for the coming years. ( Poor guy) .

Forgot to tell you there are 4 girls missing on the first day. Was praying I want the Miss. World in my class ( and should be dump enough to fall for the stupidest guy of the class me)

You know the cool part. Its ragging man.

Whats your name ?
Sree Krishna V2.0

V2.0?
My sister is V1.0 my brother is V3.0

What have you done on the first day?
Roamed around in college. Lab's are cool, libraries are big.

Don't talk shit to me tell me truth?
Nothing else.

I know you man you must be checking girls. Tell me who is good?
I am not checking any one sir ( Harischandra with a negative sign)

Tell me the truth I will let you go.
Aishwarya ( She is the only girl i remember )

Tell me what you like. Don't say face, smile if you want to leave
Her shape is good. (Shape in a punjabi dress. I should have x-ray lens )

Last question what is love ?
Love is silence between two hearts ( Wow..! From where this has come . I have no clue )

I will leave you now. But you should tell that girl "You Love Her ".
Don't try to bluff me I can get the truth from the girl.

What f*** man. Second day. I love you to a girl.

What she will think. I am not ready for this girl man. ( Inside feeling happy for the amazing chance. Any problem say ragging.)

I told to her or not. Yeah I told her.

Wait wait....

I told her "If senior ask you tell him I told you I love you". Her expression is enough for me to know what I can expect from girls after all. It was a mix of excitement fear surprise and confusion.

The thing ended here. What bad luck for the girl ( or our v2.0)

Other 4 came but could not make an impression.

If any one would have asked me really that day?
I would have said Yes that day .

There is a great advantage of being single ready to mingle. I was the almost a playboy in the class. Every girl would love to come with me. Would love to hear a comment from my mouth. ( No bad words off course)

Then the very boring very studious and very much not of my kind started to be my friend.

I shared with her about all the girls I almost fell in love with. I came so much close to her. Before I can realize all girls started to loose interest in me. ( How bad it is)

Then came the very special twist in my life. I fell in love. I told my friend that I fell in love. Only after I tossed the coin 101 times.

She is not happy. She felt I am bluffing. How can she believe after all I shared with her more than a 3 heart felt love stories of mine.

The fight continued with my friend as long as a week. I begged her. I tried emotional blackmailing. I ran away from her. After the week my friend got convinced that my words are true.

Then comes the trivial part I should propose to the girl I love.

My friend wanted to share this great moment in my life with me.

Man believe me it is very easy to love but takes lots of guts to express the same.

I had some initial experience during my ragging. But I could not.

I could only express my love through phone. I told the magic words. " I Love You"

I forgot tell you the name of my friend right

Her name is Sunset incidentally the name of my love is also Sunset.

Its not all they share the same room, Same dress and also the same roll number.

After word:
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The love story is almost seven years old. Now I would love to toss the coin again 111 times and flatter my girl in all ways before actual expressing my love to her .