Chapter 1 THE ROADS
Dear dairy,
I know how I have loved the girl who matters me a lot. The day I saw her was the first when I forgot my whole family crew. I flatter towards her smell of promenade from hair. Eyes were like the Goli balls with cute killing expression, her hair was long with tangled, her lips were so pink and when she smiles cheeks too turn pink. But me a town boy who is also the same level of status with hairs tangled and dark skin tone. It doesn’t matter in friendship as in India there is no racial discrimination but of caste. Democratic country but filled with religious political rule. All the girls in the India will be worshiped as goddess during dawn and whores in dusk. Now I’m goona move to other state, does not migrate, because of pests which corroded my passport. The days won’t come back, nor I can rewind but only with memories I can still be alive. I must move on from the life rather than self-harming as it results me to cowardness. This is the last page of my dairy and from now on I’ll not be sharing who I’m. this dairy will be the reached to you my sweetheart after the burial of me.
With love
Your Unknown
What a boring tragedy and I had even read the full series of “Varun Ishu Love” a tragic but the romance and moving of the characters on their base were strong. It was quiet a nail biting and waiting for its next part. Also “The Great Railway Goodbye” and “Last Pages of letter” the best which explains the sister and brother relationship and the meaning of their life. I thank the Sowmiya Narayanan Balakrishnan Author, and narrator of these books made me a turning point to look after my sister and that’s the day I realized how I made feel her annoy and sometime even hurt her by my words. Now she is quite away from me. I’m
waiting for her return and say what I’ve done was all wrong.
My father and mother left me all alone to look after my grandfather who’s quite I’ll. I was hanged back with my assignments
that needs to be completed in this week. In the final year of my college these writings make me feel primary school kid but, I loved it. a fond with cooking up of my own problems, running towards my sister to solve and again this cycle repeats.
Days were just marching fast in March, and I need to write-off my all the projects before the Sem exam starts. Being an introvert is problem but acting like introvert brings a peace in me. In the first year I had made a gang of pals later while stepping into the next year that became quadratic. In the
last Sem it was only 3 of us. Travelling was my only hobby and that came to my freedom
when I started to explore with my cycle.
The best pal who knows all the laments next to my sis. We had travelled numerous places also some routes were unknown, and all were of new experiences. I had a pal who loves to hop on with me and my partner in crime.
Thosif , my school buddy and best friends from grade 1. The journey among us makes look weird and feel good and mainly in adventures that we do. Sometimes also the thorns had given us the best memories and the puncture of cycle or empty of fuel tank.
On the other hand, with my sis, no restrictions were seen, and I too made her climb for some trek, joined in cycling with me and dropped be at the railway station at the 11th hour. She used to say about her dreams and type of groom she needed with characters, never born! She has supported me to every end and now we both looking after civil exams UPSC.
Ok in the upcoming acts I’ll say about my family.
Then it all started in Nov 24 just 5 hours to go for my birthday to turn into a new leaf that’s 21. A random message boomed in my chats and groups started wishing me. Basically, I have not even known who they are but wishes had come. By 12 my sis wished me with cake and that cake was baked by her and I appreciate for her love towards me. At 1pm I got a call from an unknown number. And when it rang for the second time, I answered but not spoke.
Slowly a voice in a melodious way whispered. That husky voice made me to fall for her, and that night I was dreaming about her and no idea to find her another one call came, the same voice but this time a little different saying,
“Sorry for disturbing you on this time and I’ve dialed wrong number.”
I was completely out my thoughts as I didn’t know what my next
move will be, just staring over the phone then she continued,
“ Hey I heard its your birthday too so wish you blow off many candles to meet your queen and dream!”
Now I took the lead by saying,
“I don’t know who you are nor your name but thanks for the wish, bye”.
She continued to speak but I hang up the call. I was totally drowsy and luckily my phone turned dead. While about to sleep two thoughts ran in mind. Should I have kept talking and who is she? The whole class and family saw me like something new, but I didn’t mind anything. On the way to the college, my friend caught me that what sup bro? you look missing something? I had a wish that no presents required but I want to see her even I don’t know how she looks or if that be any prank call?
Then I entered the college, but I forgot to turn my phone notification to silent.
5 messages were popped, and I liked to see who? It was an unknown number, but the message made be feel over the moon and successfully I was expelled out from the class. It was our HOD mam class, and it was my first time as outstanding student in the college. I felt a little bad but the eagerness in message made me feel nothing.
'I saw you. You would have tried brushed your hair. Instead of formals try checked. avoid eating that bhaji from tea shop. Meet me at 4.'
I was jumping in joy but on the other hand I don’t know where she be? I typed asking where? then I deleted. On lunch time I was standing in coffee day, a regular place and a library for me. While the lunch break got over and heading towards the class, again a message popped
“a sip of black tea and cookie!!?”
I was stunned!!... Again, I ran towards the coffee day and like a monkey I went from the ground floor to BCA department. Can’t be able to find her so, I headed towards the class. Just about to enter a message popped
“you just passed me!”
That hour was again HOD mam but I just
spined back and ran towards the path I came through. While I reached the ground floor and
moved towards coffee day to have a sip of tea, there again a message popped, and it stated
“you just passed me and what are you doing in coffee day? No class?”
by reading this I just acted like I ignored it. next 3 messages popped, and I didn’t give my move. After 2 more messages pooped, I cut-off the network. When I reached home, I gave life to net. Almost I expected 10 messages would have popped but only one message and that was saying
“I don’t know why you didn’t reply and sorry for disturbing you. BYE”
well that was a little quick end game, and I thought it won’t be again seen. Then after refreshing I heard a noise from the downstairs. Street cats were just hustling the
kitchen and garbage. Then lights started to flicker, though it was old building so the
connection of wires might have gone. A complete silence was there. No cats were found outside the house nor in the kitchen.
The flickering of light stopped and now the whole house was kept into doom black dark. At that time a message popped.
“Are you searching me?”
I was first didn’t took it serious until the next message scared me
“I’m in your room”.
I slowly tip toed my steps and opened the door to enter my room. While I kept my foot in my room, the fan and lights were turned on. I entered my room and doors slammed
automatically.
Then in terror a slender girl of age around 20 was standing near window. She was twenty, but the way she moved made time pause—every step a slow invitation, every glance a spark waiting to catch fire. Slender and sinuous, her body seemed designed
for temptation: curves in all the right places, subtle but potent, framed by skin that glowed
with the soft sheen of desire. Even the night clung to her, unwilling to let go.
Her dress, barely there and clinging like a second skin, traced every line of her form—the sharp cut of her waist, the soft swell of her hips, the arch of her back that promised secrets.
When she leaned, when she turned, shadows slid like hands across her body, leaving little
to the imagination but everything to the craving.
Her lips—plump, parted, and tinged with a flush of heat—moved slowly, deliberately, as if every breath she took was laced with some private pleasure.
Her voice? A whisper dipped in honey and smoke. You didn’t hear it—you felt it, like a touch across your skin in the dark.
She didn’t just walk into a room. She entered like a scent, like warmth on bare flesh, like the hush that falls right before a kiss. Her eyes weren’t innocent—they were heavy with
suggestion, with a promise unspoken but undeniably loud. Looking into them was like
drowning, and no one wanted to come up for air. She didn’t need to speak to be felt.
Desire moved with her—under her fingertips, behind every sway of her hips, in the curve of her neck. She was the kind of woman you didn’t forget. The kind you didn’t just want to touch—you wanted to lose yourself in.
When she came so near her chest was dashing over my ribs, her lips too near to my ear and she whispered in husky tone
“don’t want to know your present?”
with raising eyebrow she asked. I quickly pushed her on my bed and ran towards the outdoor, but it was locked outside. So, I searched the keys for the lock. What shocked me was no keys were found,
and I turned back and in close, only the girl hot air from her nose can be felt and she further came closer. She stripped herself naked. I thought it was all the dream, and I don’t know why these I see. That was the first time seeing a girl naked. Hormones started to run, and heart started to pump heavily. I can be able to feel something wrong on me and when the clock hit 10pm the whole incident had come into light.
I saw her naked, pure slender girl white skin, standing near me. She quickly wore her dress and said a gang was following her
to molest and she used me to show that I’m there for her. Making the feel of presence for
the followers. Then she started to weep after calming her she started introducing her as
Neha.
Chapter 2 : Our past
1956, Dec 24 around 11:59 PM
5 gunshots are heard and a girl with a throbbing expression slips away from the abbey.
Running after her life in an abandoned region that is far from town. Fire from the gun the
last bullet penetrates her head and fell to the ground with blood all over the place. She was dragged inside by a man with a knife, abbey, and the doors were closed with a huge thud. When the clock hit 12 the doors of the abbey started to burn and that led to the demolition of the abbey in the fire. The guy who had a knife absconded from that place by leaving some hints to the cops as it may lead to a dead end.
1956, Dec25 morning 9:05 AM
'Call from control room...call from control room...!!! Respond immediately...''
''Aye. Aye inspector jack here what's up the problem...?''
''An abbey which is in an abandoned region was fully burnt and an old man said that he
heard 6 fires and a girl with anguish pitch, was heard. You're said to have a look at the crime spot.''
''Yes, we're on over.''
''What's up now sir''
''Another dumbass mission, Jane let's go as we guys don't find any free time to sit on the
chair. Take the papers.''
At the spot
''There is no evidence mentioning that it's an abbey. Jane brings that old man as we want to enquire him.''
''Yes sir.''
''Has the guy had run out of mind shit that's a hell-bound place. Lord jeez what the fuck ...
Jane...Jane...!!! Leave that old man there and come here.''
''Sir..!what happened...oh God brutally murdered. Lord the guy deserves something which he should never forget. ''
''Ask our department to come here immediately...
When the other cops arrived:10mins media persons came with their vehicles and that led to great chaos. This delayed for 20mins, and the other cops started their search around the abbey. Jack started his convo with the old man. He understood that the old man is having some phobia after the death of his wife. His son who was grown at the home was a good child till he smelled the sense of lust. He was arrested and in juvenile prison. Now he has been missing since the day before Christmas. God knows where that Bratt is now. Some evidence were found like a blood-stained knife, a lighted cigarette, a car key, and a bag. They sent that girl's disfigured body to the postmortem. Jack was called up by a senior officer and Jane has left behind at that scene. Jane drove to the station and asked the writer
for an FIR for this case. The murderer is a psycho as he has left a symbol on the window and walls of the abbey. ''Running behind him is not possible so let the killer come here''.
When Jane was in deep thought her phone vibrated. When she tried to pick that, a bullet hit on her elbow. She took to the hospital and at that time she saw the psycho standing in front of her as a surgeon. That's all she ended her life as he started to eat her alive.
When Jack heard this news, he went out in the search of that psycho but unfortunately, he too died as he had heartache. So that's the end of his life.
The CBI took this case and completed it in 1956, Dec 31,11:59 PM
They came up to know that
'' The bottle of water which they had in their car has been chloroformed and the Jane was shot dead by the old man who was on the 15th floor of the apartment. The psycho was a house surgeon who was practicing after he left that home. He fell in love with a girl, and both were strong in their relationship, and they planned their future too. All was well they got married and she delivered 2 beautiful babies but the guys who were there were attracted by her skin as she is fully white, and he is like a dull-shaded guy. They used this chance and added more times than the original time the patient must go under the seduction syringe. That caused her to feel drowsy, and her consciousness was absent. They made her naked and the grin on that lady who was there to help her is now turned into a witch. They all used her like whore and the pain she has undergone is unrelatable to anything. They stole a baby that was sent for making creams that the people use for their makeup. Another baby was shown to that house surgeon. But that too died as they were given harmful pills in liquid form. That made the house surgeon to depressed and turned into a psycho and the old man lost all his hope and was broken more than they planned to that. The house surgeon kidnapped all and placed them inside the abbey and the old man shot the guys who were there inside the operation theatre.
The girl who escaped was the lady who helped everyone to fuck the love of the house surgeon. They killed and burnt in the abbey by leaving some evidence, but they left the main one to that's their plan map quoting
'' DEAD AND ALIVE''.
The moon has vanished behind the clouds and the sun started to arise from the
mountains.
''Wake up dear. Wake up...!! Getting late for your college...today there is internal and still
sleeping...!!!''
The rhythm of Kokila’s was heard even the deaf can feel that melodies wave. Arun woke up seeing a bright light in Infront of him and was slightly able to recall what he had done last night in the club/bar. He saw the restless waves on the beach and the air which was still
making him go to bed. The love he saw in the letter which was written by his friend to him
and a notification pooped from his mobile by his friend ''DEAD AND ALIVE...!!'' That made
him shock his body. He was still confused about how he came up to the balcony to sleep with a silver coin, with a symbol that he saw in his dream.
Chapter 3 Ending with dilemma
'Hey hi ...are you free now?' Asked Neha
'Yeah ...may I know why?' Asked Christopher
'Want to discuss one important topic with you so, come near Cafe Day at 3 pm '. Be on time.
'Okay, I will be on time.'
10.40 AM at Zin bank,
People were buzzing like bees, time was running, and work was hectic. An old man around 85 came near the bank counter to deposit hot cash of 50 lakhs.
'Sir...I've come here to deposit a sum of 50 lakhs to my wife's account. '
'Yes sir...sir y'would have come with someone. At this age still working hats off to you'.
'Sir...I've been on my own feet for 60 years, working at an MNC company. After retirement, I was searching for jobs so that I can't take a break because my wife is suffering from
Alzheimer's second stage. For her treatment, I've to earn'.
'Oh, God! I'm sorry but what about your children? Y'would have asked to them.'
'Oh..my son passed away at the age of 25, in an accident and my daughter married who she
loved and forgot about my family as I was against her wish.'
'Mm..your life is such a tragedy. Poor man...God writes for some like that. But believe sir, every cloud has a silver lining. '
'I believe all ends well'.
At 10.50 AM a political leader passed in HMG hospital and all his savage monkeys started to get into violence. They broke the hospital properties and other vehicles which are parked on road. They announced 144 emergency call, and every shop was closed, and schools and colleges were off. So, the bank was also closed. The old man slowly got in his car and drove till the road ended...that's the last, no one knew what will happen. A guy just hit his car glass with an iron pipe. He was pulled out and stamped by the savage groups and the people who saw this, raised their hands not to save him but to shoot a video for posting on social media. He died on the spot; the police were out of use.
At 10.55 AM, an ambulance came to take his body. In the crowd one guy
'Poor man ...he would've been alive if we would've saved him.'
'Shut your mouth. We can't turn against our government as it consists of savages. If you
save him, you won't be alive.'
At 11.00 AM in an abbey father was spelling showers of blessings to all the devotees. There inspector Daniel with his family was attending the mass. A phone call to Daniel from his station about the death of the old man. He just springs out of the mass and goes to the mortuary and there he sees a mother with her 12-year-old son standing outside the mortuary. He saw that man who was in a disfigured face and scratches on his body. A constable too joined with him and felt guilty as they can't even arrest that politician or the savage groups.
''Sir, we've to arrest that Bratt politician, and the family will get justice '' said the constable
to Daniel.
''We can't....'' replied Daniel
''But we have the law, sir...!!''
''Law...!!! (Laughing) oh..., they are the guys who frame laws for their flexibility. 'RULES ARE NOT FOR THE RULERS '. Look I saw a mother with her 12-year-old child waiting outside. You collect the details and come to the station''.
The constable collected those details and went to the station and submitted the report to Daniel.
At 1:00 PM Inspector Daniel goes through the statement given by the woman.
The FIR filed states that,
'' The woman is an old man's daughter and has come from the US after hearing the news. Her husband is the head of that political group, so she can't raise her voice against her father's death. Recently they got a divorce and now she lives in a mansion with her son. She works as an interior designer.''
After reading the statement he closes his eyes and, starts to create an illusion, as it seems to be a murder planned by the husband. A rumor armoring on him that he has a second marriage without knowing his wife. And has a girl child at the age of 22. As this child was from her first marriage.
At 3.05 PM Christopher came to cafe day to meet Neha.
He hugged her and sat on the chair, and they ordered cold coffee. Neha narrated that,
''their family came up to know about their affairs. She ran out of thought and said breakup with tears in her eyes as her mother was totally against the marriage as she sees caste and religion and also status.''
After hearing this from his love, he was completely broken and decided to leave that place.
When he dragged the chair back, he was stab-in-the-back by the savage group head. He dragged his daughter by pulling her hair and throwing her inside the car.
At 3.25 PM, Daniel came and inspected that crime spot.
He came up to know that it was done by the guy who was the reason for the old man's death.
Will Daniel be able to catch the murderer and put him behind the bars..?
Now I leave this to my readers to complete or add further chapters for more nail biting twists and emotions
With love
SN
