*From & To Sathish* - Thread 4 - Page 26

Redemption 268 companion piece

The person who takes medicine must recover twice, once from the disease and once from the medicine.William Osler,M.D

Though South Americans had been chewing coca leaves for energy and endurance for centuries, cocaine as we know it didn't exist until 1880, when pharmaceutical companies began marketing a concentrated formula of coca called "cocaine hydrochloride",a topical surgical anesthetic that just happened to be hundreds of times more stimulating than natural coca.During its heyday around the turn of the twentieth century, cocaine was added to products from coca margarine to coca wine to coca soda. Cocaine was banned for all non-medical use in 1914, but is still used as a surgical anesthetic on occasion.

But drugs in some form or other have been used by our ancestors and the earliest evidence was found in a mind boggling 50,000 year old Neanderthal burial site in Iraq that had remains of the herbal stimulant ephedra.

Wine and beer making go back to 4,000BC in Egypt and Sumeria whole Native South Americans begin cultivating and using tobacco in 6,000BC. Cannabis cultivation in China and Asia started in 3,000BC and Distillation of spirits in India began in 800BC.

Funnily,the first ban on such intoxicants came by Mohammed,the prophet in 625AD when he asked his followers to abstain from wine.

The very first Quranic revelation mentioning khamr (wine) was revealed in the early Meccan period of Islam and is mentioned in Chapter 16, Verse 68: "And of the fruits of the date-palms and the grapes, whence you obtain intoxicating drink and wholesome food. Verily, in that is a Sign for a people who make use of their reason.

Allah first discouraged the believing Muslims from drinking wine, drawing to attention the fact that there was greater evil than benefit in intoxicants. Chapter 2, Verse 220 states, "They ask thee concerning wine and the game of hazard. Say: In both there is great sin and also some advantages for men; but their sin is greater than their advantage"

But,the Western world is a largely Christian world and a study of the Bible,the holy book of christianity shows that not only does it fail to forbid alcohol consumption, but it also gives alcohol a certain significance that is found in no other book, let alone religious scripture. In John Chapter 2, Verses 1 to 11, we find that the very first miracle ever performed by Jesusas and attributed to him was that of the creation of wine from water. It was due to this miracle of creating wine that people first began believing in him. Wine is also biblically regarded as a concomitant of joy (Psalm 104:14-15 and Ecclesiastes 9:7) and its use in common ceremonies such as Mass, symbolising the blood of Christ, further demonstrates its significance. Hence, it is unsurprising to learn that even Christian clergy were prone to excessive drinking and some to even collapsing on pulpits.And even the Last Supper that Jesus has with his disciples revolves around the sharing of bread and wine.


The Americans did try banning Alcohol by bringing in The Prohibition act but it failed and along with its failure led people to take other routes to intoxicating themselves or to get high.

The prohibition of alcohol was not a popular idea with many Americans. Initially, under the 18th amendment that prohibited "the manufacture, sale and distribution of intoxicating liquors, the consumption of alcohol fell by 20-40 percent. But then it began to rise, and only one year after the prohibition was instated, alcohol consumption began to make a sharp recurrence. From 1921 to 1927, it had increased to 60-70 percent of its pre-prohibition level. Social pressure and respect for the law did not have an impact on the consumption of alcohol. Simply put, those who wanted to drink drank. Edward Behr, author of Prohibition: 13 Years That Changed America writes, "With Prohibition, America was all set for a wild drinking spree that would last thirteen years, five months, and nine days.In fact, over the thirteen years of prohibition, Americans produced 700 million gallons of beer each year in the confines of their own homes. Furthermore, not only did spending on alcohol increase, but also spending on substitutes for alcohol increased. In addition to patent medicines, consumers switched to narcotics: hashish, tobacco, marijuana and cocaine. These products were potentially more dangerous and addictive than alcohol, and procuring them often brought users into contact with a more dangerous criminal element.

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'Ty govorish po-angliyski' ( do you speak english) and the man who lay on the ground,holding his bleeding hand,looked up and saw the outlines of the man who hovered above him and shook his head 'Ne govoryu po angliyski'(no speak english).

In the darkness,the russian only saw a flash of the knife as it descended and before it sank into his leg,his mouth was covered and gennady's screams only bounced and echoed in his own throat and into the palm of the man with green eyes.

But gennady had been hurt before,many times in covert operations that he had taken part in and plotted by those who sat in Moscow and knew how to handle pain and yet also knew that there would come a point when his body would not be able to cope and he would break and begin to talk.

Gennady thought to himself 'This devil is bad but Boris is satan himself and the pain he will inflict on me if he finds that i have divulged information about our operations will be nothing compared to what this demon is doing to me.I will just hold on and at worst give him some useless piece of info that the whole world knows and try to escape when i get the chance.'

The mysterious man whispered and his voice sent chills down Gennady's spine and he shivered in fright as he heard his captor laugh and say ' Verno, chto boris plokh, chem ya. No ty ne budesh' ryadom s nim ( True that boris is badder than me.But you will not be around to meet him) and the knife dropped again and this time deep into the other leg of Gennady.


'Ya povtoryayu svoy vopros, vy govorite po-angliyski' ( I repeat my question do you speak english) and gennady gave up and muttered ' Yes.I speak english and perfectly well.'

Rudran stared at Gennady as if he was trying to read him and then asked him ' From your Russian accent,i gather you are from ST.Petersburg.Am i right?'


At 45 years of age,Gennady had seen everything in life and also knew that life was an act of balance in which good and bad took turns in outweighing and overcoming the other.Gennady like many other comrades who now served their criminal enterprise secretly knew that they would all meet ugly ends and go to their graves screaming in pain.All though they were hardcore killers,they still believed in God and Jesus his son and knew that a reckoning would come when they would be judged and in the darkness,gennady knew that his judgement had arrived and in the form of this mysterious killer.

Gennady's blood drained hearing the man speak out what he had just thought in his mind ' Right and wrong.Right that there is a chance that you will go screaming to your death.Wrong for i am not your judge but just a delivery man and soon you will meet your judge and jury.Talk now and tell me everything that i want to know and you will on this day attain your Redemption.'

Gennady whimpered in fear ' ty sam bog ili satana' (are you god or satan himself).

In the darkness,the mysterious man smiled and his teeth glittered like stars in the night and then his eyes turned green ' Kadavul paathi Mirugam paathi,Kalanthu seytha Kalavai naan.'

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"I, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me God.



"Fidelity, Bravery, and Integrity

The origins of the FBI's motto may be traced to a brief comment by Inspector W. H. Drane Lester,'F B I,At last we have a name that lends itself to dignified abbreviation the Federal Bureau of Investigation, which quite naturally becomes "F B I. In the past our nicknames, which the public are so prone to give us, have been many and varied. "Justice Agents, "D. J. Men, "Government Men are but a few of them, with the Bureau itself incorrectly referred to as "Crime Bureau, "Identification Bureau and "Crime Prevention Bureau. The latest appellation, and perhaps the one which has become most widespread, is "G-Men', an abbreviation itself for "Government Men.But "F B I is the best and one from which we might well choose our motto, for those initials also represent the three things for which the Bureau and its representatives always stand: "Fidelity - Bravery - Integrity.


The moment the team of FBI agents that were secretly watching the Golden rise apartments heard shots fired,their leader,special agent John Kelly screamed into his radio that was linked to the Local FBI field office that was situated in the Jacob K. Javits Federal Office Building at 26 Federal Plaza on Foley Square in the Civic Center district of Manhattan, New York City.

The FBI has its own call signs and radio codes and when Agent john kelly,screamed " 10-10,10-31,10-33,10-35,10-52.10-78,SWAT required" it meant shots fired and that a fight was in progress,crime in progress,emergency,major crime alert,ambulance needed and the last and most important code was the call for assistance.'And SWAT means"Special Weapons And Tactics"

Since the FBI is a federal law agency,it needs and often requests assistance and help from the local police dept where it is based at and so the call went to the Control room of the NYPD( NEW YORK POLICE DEPT) and from there the NYPD was alerted with their own radio codes ' Officers alert 10-10,10-13,E-78th st.'

E-78th street,Upper East side,Manhattan comes under the Jurisdiction of the 19th Precint of the NYPD and precint here in India means simply Police station.

The population of chennai is nearly 7 million compared to the 8.5 million people that populate new york city and yet we in chennai have 129 police stations while New York city has 77 police precints.

In under four minutes,six NYPD patrol cars reached E-78th street and skidded to a halt outside the gates and met with Agent paula rosario who requested them to hold while she called her superior officer special agent john kelly.

Meanwhile,a special helicopter had taken off from the helipad on the roof of the federal plaza building and it held fifteen armed FBI agents and all of them wore bullet proof vests and headed in the direction of the E-78th street.

But in those five minutes before the back up call for assistance got the response,John along with three other agents began to carefully search each floor and found the first floor empty and the second floor was empty too and then the stairs to the third floor began to reveal the reasons for the shots that had been fired and to which they had responded.

Five men lay crumpled on each other and all of them had been shot exactly through their left eyes and then the FBI men found four more dead Russians on the ground of the third floor and they too had died by bullets entering their left eye of which only empty sockets remained.

Hearing a whimper,Special agent John kelly raised his gun and torch in the direction and in the narrow beam of white light saw a beautiful woman standing in the corridor near the entrance of the room and recognised her as the most expensive prostitute in the building and her name was Kristina.

She looked at them and kept saying " d'yavol,d'yavol,d'yavol" and since none of them spoke russian,they looked at each other and john using a soft tone gently asked kristina ' please,can you speak in english for we know that you speak the language very well.'

But Kristina who was shivering in fear,kept repeating the same thing and seeing a damp patch near her thighs,Special agent john kelly flashed the light on to her legs and approached her and was shocked to see that she was not hurt and the damp patch was not due to blood but because her bladder had let go.

Agent John Kelly looked at Daniel his second in command ' Dan,9 dead here and one handcuffed at the entrance and so that leaves one russian still alive who we know is the boss of this particular operation and his name is Gennady.So that leaves us with two floors to cover and god knows how many men are up there?'

Kristina looked at him and raised one finger and whimpered in pure and faultless english ' just one devil,just one devil and he vanished into the night carrying Gennady with him.'

She looked at them and then all of them saw her eyes roll back and she dropped to the floor in a dead faint.

The power was restored and lights flooded the building,inside and outside and the carnage that death had brought upon the dead russian mafia men was now visible to everyone.

Special agent John kelly had seen and had been part of many raids and assaults on criminals and was no stranger to dead and dying people but this crime scene was unlike anything that he had been part of before in his rather long and illustrious career.

His ear piece crackled and agent paula rosario announced that the NYPD ESU had arrived along with the Deputy Inspector Kathleen Walsh,the Commanding Officer of the 19th Precinct.

' Thanks paula and what about our own men?' and paula replied that they were near and would be reaching the scene any moment and then both of them and all present at the scene heard the loud noises of an Helicopter as it hovered over the street shining its bright lights and illimunating the land below like the sun did when it was awake during the day.

Agent john kelly looked at his men and told them to stay put and not advance up the stairs until he gave them permission to do so.

Leaving them,he slowly walked descended down and made way for the emergency medical team that was going up to check if anyone was alive and also to bring down the lone survivor,Kristina.

Deputy Inspector Kathleen Walsh,the Commanding Officer of the 19th Precinct watched as FBI Special agent john kelly walked towards her and greeted him warmly and shook hands ' john,been along time.Heard you were away in washington regarding a RICO case?'

Special agent john kelly ' That was the case Kathleen until i got shuffled over here to new york to take over an important case that needed to be solved quickly.'

Deputy Inspector Kathleen Walsh ' So what is going on John and why the call for back up?'

Kelly very briefly told her about the situation but did not mention anything about what the case was and why they had been covertly surveilling the russians.

Kathleen looked at john ' so kelly,do you want SWAT to go in and clean house or do you want to wait for your own HRT?'

And no sooner had she posed that question,they all looked up and began to step back as a thick black rope came down like a slithering snake and Ten HRT men,heavily armed grapelled down to the ground and began to land one by one and spread around their leader on the ground Special agent john kelly.

Then a large armored vehicle with FBI HRT logo emblazoned on its sides slowly made its way into the already crowded E-78th street and everybody heard the barks and the excited growls of the dogs from the K9 unit as they began to pull excitedly towards the crime scene.

FBI Special agent john kelly looked at Deputy Inspector Kathleen Walsh,the Commanding Officer of the 19th Precinct ' i think both our agencies can work together and should do so on this one for i feel that a gang war is about to erupt in New York.'

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"When a country with less than five percent of the world's population has nearly half of the world's privately owned guns and makes up nearly a third of the world's mass shootings, it's time to stop saying guns make us safer."If guns don't kill people, why do mass killers arm themselves with guns? ? DaShanne Stokes

The U.S. has the highest rate of gun ownership in the world, according to data compiled by The Guardian, with around 88 guns for every 100 people. That's almost one gun for every person in the country, including children.

The next runner up, Yemen, is currently in the middle of a violent civil war; it has just 54.8 guns for every 100 people.

Kathleen Walsh,the Commanding Officer of the 19th Precinct followed Special agent john kelly as they entered the apartment complex in which the russian mafia had been runnin their flesh trade and behind them were the FBI's HRT team leader Nat aka Nathaniel Dawes and behind him was NYPD SWAT team leader Darrel holmes and when they came up to the bodies lying dead on the stairs leading to the third floor,Both Nat and Darrel crouched on their knees looked at each other and whistled and shook their heads.

Special agent john kelly came and he too crouched down and asked Darrel ' what? did you find anything,any evidence?' and Darrel nodded and standing up ' later boss.After we have had a chance to view the CCTV footage' and he pointed to the cameras on the ceiling and then all four of them examined the other four bodies that lay in the corridor and this time,HRT team leader Nat looked at darrel ' holy crap,same bullet entry.Precisely the same entry and not an inch to this side or to that side.Wow!'


Special agent John kelly ' guys,the reason both your teams are here is that we think the perpetrators who carried out this brutal maybe still holed up on the fifth floor and holding a Russian named Gennady and will surely be heavily armed.So,i need you to get in and capture them alive,preferably.'

HRT team leader Nat aka Nathaniel Dawes glanced at his superior officer,FBI Special agent John kelly ' you mean the guys who shot like this might be still here in this building? ' and then he whispered commands into his mouthpiece ' gear up people and full battle gear works.'

He looked at his New York counter part,NYPD SWAT team leader Darrel Holmes ' want to join in on the action and Darrell enthusiastically ' sure,me and a few others for it will be a good learning experience.'

HRT team leader Nat felt that it would be good to go up the remaining two floors in total darkness while their wore night vision goggles for that would give them a considerable tactical advantage over the criminals who might be holding Gennady hostage.

Gennady was indeed being held hostage and he was being held very nearby to all the law agency men and was just finishing his chat with the Russian mafia man in a garden just a few buildings away,but out of sight of the hovering helicopters.

Rudran had gotten answers to most of the questions and more importantly he now knew who headed the Russian mafia branch in America and where he could find him and he looked at Gennady and the Russian stared back at him and then in the darkness,Rudran's eyes blazed green and he softly asked the russian ' Do you believe in judgement day?'

Gennady nodded in pain ' yes,i believe in the judgement day and i believe in Christ the merciful.'

In the black of the night,Gennady kept staring at the green eyes and then it struck him and he realised why the stranger had asked him about the judgement day and in panic,switched back to speaking in russian as he begged for mercy.

Rudran smiled ' mercy Gennady.Why should i show mercy on you and on the others who have killed and ruined so many countless lives? And for what,money,to live an expensive and rich life and drive fast cars.If you truly did believe in Christ then you would not have committed all these sins.'

He raised the shiny knife just above the Russian's throat ' Gennady,you should know as you breathe your final breaths that all of us have a moment when we have to reckon for our sins and be held accountable for the evil we have done.But know this,i can only release your soul from your body but your real judgement day is when you go before th god you believe in and face the questions that he will ask of you.'

Gennady whimpered in fear and began to cry like a baby and Rudran smiled his evil smile ' Now you know what fear means for you made so many young and innocent feel this fear but now that you are faced with it you realise how weak and powerless you are.I lied to you about judgement day for in my book we all die twice,once with the physical death of our body and the second,the death of our soul.I find you guilty and i judge you and hold you responsible for all the evil that you have done and my judgement is death.'

Gennady looked into the green eyes ' who are you? who are you really?'

Rudran smiled as he slashed the knife across the Russians throat and whispered into the night ' I am heaven and i am hell.And killing people like you is my Redemption.'


The combined forces of both the FBI's HRT and the NYPD ESU(SWAT) numbering twenty slowly moved up to the fourth floor and HRT team leader led the forces for it was primarily an FBI case and once they reached the corridor,Nat quickly threw a two stun grenades into the corridor and ducked back behind the stair wall and all of them saw and heard the bang and flash of light.

They had removed their night vision goggles for the light from the stun grenade would have blinded them permanently and now that the grenades had gone off they slipped back their googles and rushed into the corridor with their machine guns raised and ready to kill.

A stun grenade, also known as a flash grenade, flashbang, thunderflash or sound bomb, is a non-lethal explosive device used to temporarily disorient an enemy's senses. It is designed to produce a blinding flash of light of around 7 million candela (cd) and an intensely loud "bang" of greater than 170 decibels (dB). It was first used by the British Army's SAS in the late 1970s.

The M84 also known as a flashbang or stun grenade, is the currently-issued stun grenade of the United States Military. Upon detonation, it emits an intensely loud "bang" of 170180 decibels and a blinding flash of more than one million candela within five feet of initiation, sufficient to cause immediate flash blindness, deafness, tinnitus, and inner ear disturbance.Exposed personnel experience disorientation, confusion and loss of coordination and balance. While these effects are all intended to be temporary, there is risk of permanent injury.


But the floor was empty and so too was the fifth floor and all of them looked at each other and wondered how and where the perpetrators had made their escape.

The dogs from the k9 unit were brought in and given the scent of the missing Gennady from his leather jacket that was on the table and with a whiff of that the dogs began to growl,yelp and bark in excitement and then held in leash by their trainers,the dogs began to follow the scent and off they went in pursuit.

Rudran heard the dogs clearly and hurriedly bent down and finished what he had to do with Gennady's throat and then wiping the phone of Perez clean to erase his fingerprints who he had left behind along with the others in central park,threw it into behind a large pot with colorful flowers and climbing a tree jumped out into the small lane that was behind the house and slipped away quietly into the dark.

The three German shepherd dogs hot on the scent of Gennady ran down with the five floors and went towards an exit at the rear of the building and the Swat and HRT team alertly brought up their machine guns and asked the k9 unit to get behind them and opening the door slowly came out to the rear portion of the apartment complex and searched for any hidden perpetrators and then gave a clear sign for the dogs to come out and begin their search.

The dogs tracked the scent of the missing Gennady and halted at the foot of a twenty foot wall and all the men stared in confusion as in the bright lights they saw a single pair of foot marks going up the wall and they their eyes nearly fell out of their sockets and HRT team leader Nathaniel spoke into his mouthpiece ' Sir,you need to come and see this for yourself for it makes no sense to us.'

A few moments later,Special agent john kelly came and he too now stood dumbstruck at the foot marks on the wall.

Turning to his man,HRT leader ' Nat,that first set of shoe marks on the wall look like they are nearly ten or eleven feet up.Am i right?'

Nathaniel ' right boss,but you and me both know that it is impossible.'

Kathleen Walsh,the Commanding Officer of the 19th Precinct in confusion ' guys,what are you going on about walls and impossibles? Please can you tell me clearly what is going on?'

Special agent john kelly ' Kathleen,look up at the first set of marks that someone has left behind as they leapt up the wall' and shone a torch on the foot marks for they were stained in blood.

' The perpetrator,jumped up this wall and that too a leap of ten to eleven feet.'

Kathleen Walsh angrily ' john,stop with the measurements already and tell me what the f**k does that mean?'

John kelly did not feel or take the slightest bit of offence at Kathleens anger for he knew her pretty well and patiently told her ' Kathy,the world record for high jump is 8 feet,give or take an inch and it was set in 1993 by the Cuban Javier sotormayer and it still stands today after 25 years.'

He flashed his light on the foot marks high on the wall ' whoever left these foot marks seems to have broken the record by nearly two or more feet which is an incredible feat and at the same time virtually impossible.'

NYPD SWAT team leader Darrel holmes looked at the higher ranked kathleen ' Ma'am,one more thing and that is the gun shots.'

Kathleen walsh tiredly ' what about that Darrel? Is that a world record too?'

Darrel holmes smiled and stared up into the night sky ' World record.No ma'am,that would be classified as an universe record for nobody can shoot that fast and that straight and that perfectly.'

He looked at the others ' I don't know about you guys but frankly speaking i am a bit scared and freaked out.'

Faraway and in the darkness of Central park,the man who was being spoke of in terms of world and universe dropped the bloody knife into the hands of the dead Perez and began to walk away into the nightlife of New york and stopped on seeing two mounted policemen and saluted them as they trotted past on their huge horses.

NYPD SWAT leader Darrell was right in way for Rudran's people were from the sky above and in his body ran a special breed of blood that ran in the mighty Azhagan who was considered special even amongst his own people.

He hailed them ' officers,can i take a selfie with both of you and the horses' and one of the cops smiled and said to the other ' tourist,their requests never stop.'

He shouted down at Rudran ' okay mister but just be careful of the horses for they don't respond well to strangers and try to kick out at even us their regular riders.'

Rudran nodded ' okay officers,will do' and touched his phone to bring the camera to selfie mode and pointed at himself and the horses behind him with their NYPD police riders and clicked a few pics.

Both the NYPD police patrol men were taken aback in surprise as both the horses slowly and gracefully stepped forward and approached the tourist and began to nuzzle him and then suddenly both sat down as if they were paying respects to the man who stood before them.

The boy who went into the dark and came back with light.

😊

Jannal oram-215


"The most dangerous people in the world are not the tiny minority instigating evil acts, but those who do the acts for them. For example, when the British invaded India, many Indians accepted to work for the British to kill off Indians who resisted their occupation. So in other words, many Indians were hired to kill other Indians on behalf of the enemy for a paycheck. Today, we have mercenaries in Africa, corporate armies from the western world, and unemployed men throughout the Middle East killing their own people - and people of other nations - for a paycheck. To act without a conscience, but for a paycheck, makes anyone a dangerous animal. The devil would be powerless if he couldn't entice people to do his work. So as long as money continues to seduce the hungry, the hopeless, the broken, the greedy, and the needy, there will always be war between brothers.
? Suzy Kassem

I could go on and on and fill many pages and write dozens of chapters about the state of our country and how badly we are doing and yet i will stop here and say that after the Mahatma was shot and power came into the hands of Nehru and his dynasty,things never looked up( and will never ever).Pandit Nehru was a man born with a golden spoon and how can one expect him to relate to poor India and in my own backyard that is the state of Tamil Nadu,things have gone rapidly downhill after the death of Kamaraj and Anna.Yes,for after their deaths,corruption crept in and now we are talking about lakhs anymore like in the 1960's but have advanced very far and to suit the 21st century are now talking about hundreds of thousands of crores.Yes,lakhs of crores.


Three days passed since the Six bodies of the brutally murdered ruling party men had been found and now on the third day morning at 10.00 am,three men sat facing the chief minister.

Home minister Vaidyanathan,DGP T.K Rajendran and Chennai police commissioner Vishwanathan all sat facing chief minister Edapadi palaniswami,popularly called EPS who was calmly listening to the report that was being read out by the DGP.

CM EPS looked at DGP Rajendran ' Sir,konjam technicala irukku.I am not as qualified as you men in uniform.so please,make it simple and make it brief.'

Both,DGP and Commissioner Rajendran smiled for they liked this humble trait of EPS and like most govt employees felt he was more approachable than AMMA before them.They had dealt with OPS but sadly he had served in the office under the shadow of not only AMMA but the so called Chinamma( sasikala) who was now serving out her four year sentence in a Bengaluru jail.

DGP Rajendran nodded to this rather gentle command of the chief minister ' sir,firstly i confirm that all seven men that were found dead and injured were card carrying members of your party.The one person we found alive has a broken neck and stab injuries and is paralysed and the doctors say that he will not last long.'

Looking down at the report in front of him,DGP Rajendran looked back at the chief minister who with a smile ' DGP sir,forget the report and talk to me as a cop and talk me from your heart.'

DGP Rajendran closed the file ' sir,in my honest opinion the case is really confusing.But if you want answers then you have to give me approval for tapping certain phones and that is a rather delicate situation.'

CM EPS ' DGP sir,i will sign a document immediately and you will have the authorization from my office to do what you have to do and go where you have to go to find the answers.But,find the answers you will and regarding this case,you will report only to me.'

CM Edappadi K. Palaniswami glanced apologetically at Vaidyanathan ' anna,sorry but this case has gotten the notice of PM Modi himself and is openly being used as ammunition against us by the Dmk,Congress and even the Bjp party leader Raja is constantly harassing me in the media.So,i think it is better for all of us and the party if it appears that i am handling this personally for i am the one in the limelight and i am the one who is now the general secretary of the party.'

Minister Vaidyanathan folded his hands in a namaskaram ' Thalaivaa,why are you even troubling yourself with all these explanations and that too to me? I am here to serve you and the party and all i want is for the culprits to be found and brought to justice.'

He looked down and everyone heard him crying and with eyes brimming with tears,Vaidyanathan looked at the chief minister ' Periya karuppan was more like an younger brother to me and had been with me for so many years.Not only me,he served this party faithfully and loyally and also carried out a lot of work for all of us.His death is a tremendous loss to me and i have sworn a promise to his family that i will not rest until the murderers have been sentenced to death.And i meant it and nothing or no one will or can stop me from fulfilling my oath.'

CM EPS heard vaidaynathan's words and the underlying threat very clearly and felt the warning that had been just leveled and the same message was heard,loud and clear by both the No.1 and No.2 police officers of the state.

EPS looked kindly at Vaidyanathan ' Anna,you are like a big brother to all of us,wiser and more experienced and i request you humbly to be patient while we solve this case.This party is already shaking on its foundations that were laid by our late and great leaders Puratchi thailavar and Puratchi thalaivi and we have just now begun the process of rebuilding the party which is barely standing.All it now needs to break into a thousand pieces is for mutiny and civil war from any of our senior leaders and all will be lost.'

With a smile Chief minister EPS looked at both the senior police officers ' gentlemen i trust that you both will do the job of finding these criminals quickly and efficiently.All the best and that is all for now.'

Both the DGP and the Commissioner stood up and Vaidyanathan too got up but CM EPS requested him to stay back and both waited for the police officers to leave.

EPS looked at vaidyanathan ' I am doing my best and i have no doubt that this case will be solved soon.But apart from that,is there anything i can do for you personally ?'

Home minister Vaidyanathan ' yes,there is.You can officially announce in our party newspaper that we are handing over a crore to each of the family of the dead party members and also a piece of land in their home towns.And all this from our party funds and not from the govt money.'

Chief minister Edapadi didn't hesitate and agreed to the proposal and then both men began to talk in a relaxed manner of other things.

Dgp Rajendran looked at Commissioner Vishwanathan ' enna mister,what do you think about all this?' and ADGP Vishwanathan replied ' I smell a rat sir and i think it is a big fat Bandicoot.'


Far away,in egmore and inside the cabin of Rangachari & Associates,Krishnaswamy Iyer placed a bunch of keys on the table with a small tinkle and Raman looked at the keys and his boss who with a broad smile nodded ' yes my dear sir,the house is ready for you and your families to move in.'

Raman slowly leaned forward and took the bunch of keys and looked into the eyes of his mentor ' sir,thank you so much and at this moment all i have is my words and gratitude.'

Krishnaswamy iyer emotionally ' Ram,you know how fond of you i am and everyone here in this office know that i am grooming you to take over this law firm after i retire which i think i have already done.so,all i ask of you is,live happily for in your happiness lies mine.'

He looked at raman ' Today is wednesday and so tomorrow being a Thursday will be a good day to begin your shifting.And one more thing,the house is fully furnished and is ready for occupation.This is my wedding gift to you and Jeeva and you deserve all the gifts and happiness that come to you.'

Jeeva's mobile phone rang and she answered happily ' hi sweetie,all okay' and Raman answered yes and informed her that he had the keys to their new home and that he thought they could all move in the next day.

Jeeva did not know what to say and then raman whispered ' forget us all moving in and just think about both of us in one room and together on our own bed and nothing to separate us again.Bye for now and i will come and see you early in the evening.I will handle all the shifting myself and i want you and your parents and mine just to relax and not worry about anything.Bye baby.'

Jeeva whispered bye and held the mobile to her chest as if she was holding raman to herself and her father Manigandan seeing her reaction asked ' ennamma jeeva' and jeeva looked at him ' nothing appa,just that raman said the house is ready and that we will be shifting tomorrow.'

Kamakshi hearing this reacted happily ' that is just perfect.Tomorrow is Thursday and it is a pretty auspicious day to move to a new house and maybe it is all working our for the best.'

Jeeva nodded and without saying anything slowly walked into the bedroom and sitting down on the left side where suja used to sleep whispered ' Suja,i know you heard what we were just talking and so i want to ask you if you are okay with us leaving this house and moving in into a new house.The reason i am asking this is because i want you to come with us to the new house and not stay here by yourself all alone.I can never be happy without you among us and knowing in my heart that you are safe,where you are.'


A gentle breeze slowly wafted through the windows and jeeva felt a soft caress of the wind and a gentle kiss and touch of her dead sister and she began to cry.

She knew that suja was safely locked and tucked away in all their souls and nothing could ever separate them from her,not even death.



Those who are dead are not dead
They're just living in my head
And since I fell for that spell
I am living there as well

Time is so short
And I'm sure
There must be something more

Lyrics from the song "42" by COLDPLAY

Redemption 272

"When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth. Arthur Conan Doyle, The Case Book of Sherlock Holmes


Special agent john kelly waited just a few moments absorbing the information from the crime scene and the footprints that lay ten feet or more above his eye level and then he spoke into his mouthpiece ' Nat,looks like the perpetrator might be in the next compound or in one of the houses nearby and so move slowly and quietly.And Nat,no dogs for their barks will alert this guy and if he is as capable as he seems to be,then he is going to be handful and if you do corner him,don't waste time and just put a bullet in his head.'

He turned to Kathleen Walsh,the Commanding Officer of the 19th Precinct who herself was already rapping out orders to her officers and to the SWAT team ' One km radius perimeter.Block all entries and exits and check all cars for suspicious looking people.No,we have no Id on who this person is and all we know is that he is male and he is a killer and armed and so deadly.'

Then both John and Kathleen rushed to the sole remaining Russian mafia man who had been arrested and handcuffed and began to question him.

FBI Special agent john kelly reached into the coat pocket of the Russian and removing his wallet,took out his license and then looked at him ' Sergei,right.Sergei is your name.'

The man glanced up at John with a calm and cool look and Special agent john kelly in a begging tone ' Listen sergei,the man we are after has killed nearly seven men and has kidnapped your boss Gennady.Maybe we might be able to save him if we hurry and get to him.But we need to know what you saw and what happened here tonight.'

Sergei kept staring at john and then shifting his eye balls looked at Kathleen walsh and then breathed sadly and spoke in accent free english ' I swear i did not see anything that happened for i was at the back of the building and when the four of us handling the compound security heard the gun shots,we all ran towards the entrance but i was told to stay back and see that nobody escaped.Then,you FBI people came in and arrested me.You were there at that moment and so you know i am telling the truth.'

Sergei looked at both of them ' whoever is behind this is going to pay and pay dearly.It will be better for him if he is caught by you people for what he will experience at the hands of " Boris" is something worse than the worst nightmare.'

Then with a smile ' i am not saying anything more until my lawyer is here.Good night.'

That ended the conversation for once a person under arrest asked for a lawyer then they dare not question him anymore for it would mean a violation of the law and that itself would make for a slippery slope for any information gotten from a person after he has asked for a lawyer would be thrown out as a forced confession under duress and pain.

Kathleen Walsh,the Commanding Officer of the 19th Precinct staring daggers at the russian ' anyway you are going to go away for a long,long time' and Sergei began to laugh loudly ' for what ma'am? for being armed? i will be out on bail or worse get a jail sentence for a few years.And American jails are like a holiday when compared to Russian jails.We are connected and i will eat timely meals,exercise and will be soon out on a reduced sentence on good behavior.'

FBI Special agent john kelly looked at one of his men ' arrest him and keep him in solitary confinement.I might have a few more questions for him.'

And then remembering something,he looked at the russian ' sergei.There are usually four to five women in the building and yet only Katrina is here today.What happened to the rest?'

Sergei ' they are out entertaining some big man and will be back only tomorrow morning.'

Nat's voice crackled through loud and clear ' sir,we found Gennady in a house that is just four compounds away.The killer must have been here and fled the scene on hearing the dogs from out K9 unit.And sir,it looks drug related and you were right for if it is about drugs then the Russians are not going to take it lying down and are going to hit back and hit back hard.'

It took a two minutes of hard running and both FBI agent john and NYPD police officer Kathleen reached the spot from where Nat had called and then they saw the body of the Russian called Gennady and what had been done to his throat.

Special agent john kelly gasped in shock and mumbled ' Colombian necktie'

A Colombian necktie,also known as a Sicilian necktie, is a postmortem mutilation used in South America wherein the victim's throat would be slashed horizontally, with a knife or other sharp object, and his or her tongue pulled out through the open wound.

Rudran showered himself clean and then turning off the lights slipped into the bed and was soon fast asleep with a gentle smile that would remind most people of a baby.

But the baby named rudran had left behind a dozen or more bodies in the russian owned apartment and soon more would be found in the roughest part of central park and New york would wake up to news of fresh violence and with the threat of gang wars looming on the horizon.

It was 11.30 pm when the call came to his personal and unlisted number that only a very few of his gang had and Boris Vanya called Boris the little behind his back answered ' Da Ivan'( yes ivan) and his already cruel pig eyes now flashed more cruelty in their ice blue eyes and his thin lips mouthed in russian ' my vstrechayemsya cherez polchasa na sklade vozle porta (we meet in half an hour in the warehouse near the port).

He gestured to both the girls who were at the most 15 or 16 and asked them to go to their rooms and watch tv and got out of bed and slowly walked his huge bulk to the walk in closet and dressed quickly and left the house,one of several houses that he switched every two or three days.

Seated in the back of armor plated BMW,he told his driver and bodyguard to go to the warehouse and dialed the number to his boss who was in Moscow.

His boss answered ' Boris,i am in a meeting with the president and will call you back as soon as possible.'

Back in upper east side Manhattan,the dogs of the K9 unit began to bark excitedly and quickly tracked the scent of the killer that they they and their handlers wer after and soon they entered central park,New york with nearly twenty heavily armed SWAT and HRT officers and the dogs unerringly followed the scent that Rudran had left behind and reached the dead bodies of perez and his mexican thugs.



Chapter 243 page 8 posted on 08 January 2018

Boris Vanya " little" as he was called was funnily not little at all,surely not literally and stood a gigantic 6 ft 10 inches tall and weighed nearly 320 pounds and all of that was mostly bone and muscle and a pound of fat could be thrown in maybe into that mix.

Although he was called little behind his back,that term was used far away from his ears and knowledge and frankly speaking,nobody dared call him that for none lived after that.Only very few knew why he was called little and that made up his family of parents and two younger siblings who now were serving prison sentences in the russian prisons.

But to stress on the word Little and why it was given to a giant,we should travel back to the time when Boris was just 15 years old and even back then he was already above 6 ft and more and after having saved a little bit money,had sneaked into the nearby brothel and ended up with additional new name.

The prostitue who was in her early twenties,looked at the huge teenager and after pocketing his savings,led him into a dingy room that smelled of sex and drugs and then a few minutes later the whole building had heard her drunken laughter and the reason she had erupted into laughter was the sight of the huge teenagers tiny prick,that had remained tiny even after erection and the laughter had chased him all the way to his home where he had cried his heart out.

But boris the little was huge when it came to matters of brain and its functions and maybe that was the point which tipped him over to the dark side and after waiting,lying low for a few weeks,boris had sneaked into the brothel and had then proceeded to murder all the women there and then had set the building on fire.

27 women and three men had died in the fire along with many dogs and cats that had been started by Boris and the police were never able to find the culprit behind the horrible crime although rumors had managed to reach the ears of the local arm of the russian mafia.

Boris had been recruited into the russian mafia and soon rose swiftly through their ranks to become their most scariest enforcer whose torture techniques became legend and his name was soon well known among everyone in the criminal underworld.Many targets of Boris apparently killed themselves rather than suffer at his hands and imagination and so fame became legend and soon there was no distinguishing what real was or what was unreal.

Boris vanya had been sent to america in his mid twenties and through use of money and threats had attained U.S citizenship and thus began a new chapter in the history of Russian mafia and their branch in the United states of america.


It had taken just five years for boris to become the head of the american branch of Bratva that dealt with Drugs,prostitution,Loan sharking,child po*n,Arms,money laundering and lastly Arts and antiques.With the advent of Internet,Boris had taken bratva into the digital age and so his claws reached out into homes all over the world.Music piracy to video piracy to hacking banks and credit card frauds,Boris took russian mafia into everything and yet stayed clean and far away from the clutches of the police and FBI

Boris was in his office of the his antique gallery which was funnily named " Truly yours" when an art expert had called him and had passed on information relating to some rare paintings from india and that lay hidden in a secret chamber whose presence only the expert knew of.

The paintings had been stolen that very same night and the art expert had also been killed that very night and so that was how the paintings of 13th century south india found their way out of the possession of Nazi war criminal Gunther's evil past and now lay in the even more evil hands of Boris vanya.

He had wasted no time and had gotten in touch with Christies auction house and had sent them the photos and videos of the paintings for he wanted it to be sold and disposed off before the NYPD and FBI came tracking them and to his doorstep which would be preety soon for everyone knew that no crime happened in america without the knowledge or approval of Boris vanya.

He sat still like a deadly spider and waited for his web to send signals and only then he moved and his moves always meant death and profit.

Boris vanya had changed cars five times and had finally managed to slip away from the govt who was shadowing him and then mad his way to a secret hideout that lay in the heart of new york city,Manhattan area and descending to the basement,pressed the keys on the pad and entered the calm and eerie area where all stolen and priceless arts and antiques were safely kept.

He walked through three corridors and then came to a halt before the large painting and stared at Azhagan and his lion and smirked " I wish you were real and alive and that both of us had squared off in a no holds barred fight for that would have really pleased me and i would have taken my time killing you."

Switching off the lights and plunging the room into darkness,Boris walked out whispering to himself " just some stupid fantasy paintings by some loser and people are willing to pay millions for them."

Jannal oram-216

"Anyone who is in love is making love the whole time, even when they're not. When two bodies meet, it is just the cup overflowing. They can stay together for hours, even days. They begin the dance one day and finish it the next, or--such is the pleasure they experience--they may never finish it. No eleven minutes for them.
? Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes


The entire family stood outside the huge independent house of krishnaswamy iyer in Adyar and the time had come to enter the house and start a new chapter in their lives.

A small Ganapathy homam had been conducted and once that was done,things had been slowly shifted from their houses in saidapet to the their new home in adyar.

It did not require too much work on the part of the movers for the house was already fully furnished and had also been readied with a fresh coat of painting and new plumbing installed in the entire house.

The house had four massive bedrooms,two on the ground floor and two on the top floor.Both the top floor rooms had large balconies.Raman had insisted and had really put his foot down and had told both sets of parents that he and jeeva would take the ground floor for one room would be their bedroom and the other would serve as his working space and a makeshift visitors room.

Raman had decided that he would stay in the ground floor for he wanted to stand guard in the house and to its entrance and anybody daring to venture into the house would have to cross his path first.

Not wanting to take any chances,he had installed burglar alarms and also cctv cameras that would alert him to any intruders.And adding to this were two experienced security men,former army men and so the house was rather well protected and they could go about living their lives in peace.

Late in the evening,the whole family walked to the famous Anantha padmanabhaswamy temple,that was close by and prayed to the god for his protection and blessings.

All four parents were secretly happy and quite unable to contain their excitement for it was going to be their first night in the house but more importantly the first night that raman and jeeva would be spending with each other.

Raman knew what was going in the minds of his parents and nudged jeeva who looked at him quizzically and Raman nodded his head towards their bedroom and not able to control her blushing,looked down at her plate.

Raman gently cleared his throat and looked at both sets of parents ' please excuse me for i am tired and am going to sleep early for i have a lot of work on my plate tomorrow.So,good night everybody.'

And with a mischievous look at jeeva ' goodnight jeeva and sweet dreams.'

Jeeva nearly choked on her food and raman gently patted her head ' slowly,drink some water.Looks like somebody is thinking of you.somebody who loves you very much.'

Shaktivel and valli tried to control their laughter but could not and began to laugh and mani and kamakshi joined them and Jeeva angrily ' dei raman,enna comedy tima.Just wishing sweet dreams is not going to do for you better show me what sweet dreams really mean.'

Raman looked at her lovingly and then gently put out his hand ' in that case my pretty queen,i shall show you what sweet dreams really mean although i have no practical knowledge about that and only the theories behind all of that.'

Jeeva blushing took his arm and fell into him and both looked at their parents and all four sets of eyes were wet with tears of joy and many other emotions.

It had taken a long,long time and time that had thrown many problems at them and yet here were their most favourite couple in the world who were about to start their journey of love and were going to start writing their own chapters of love.

She closed the door and with that closed the connection to the outside world and leaning against the door,jeeva stood staring at Raman and the stare was so intense that it made him blush and he realised how much he meant to her and before he could control it or even stop it,he began to cry and she stood still looking at him and then she walked to him and looked up and into his eyes ' ram,i know now why lovers feel their love is much better than those that came before them.'

She hugged him tightly and whispered into his chest ' at this moment,more than any other emotion,i feel a strange need to look after you,protect you and not let you out of my arms.'

Both stayed embracing each other and then their eyes scanned the whole room and looked at each other asking silently with their eyes 'How and when' for somehow,their mothers had readied their bedroom with jasmine flowers and rose petals and the scent was heavy and raman lifted his eyebrow like a typical b-class film villain and laughed cruelly and Jeeva waved his act off saying ' chee,that is the worst impersonation of Nambiar'and then looking at the silver tumbler of milk and a plate full of fresh fruits and dried fruits turned to raman ' ram,i have always wanted to know why they keep this glass of milk and fruits next to the bed and what is this obsession with dried fruits.'

Raman lifted her up into his arms and slowly walked to the bed and gently lowered her into its softness and flowers and then gently lowered himself on top of her and not wanting to hurt her with his weight,rested himself on his elbows and looking at her ' milk and fruits.I remembering reading somewhere that a glass of milk is kept near the bed so that it can be shared equally between both the man and woman and thus conveying to each other that however tough life is and whatever problems come they will remain steadfast and true to each other.'

Reaching out,he picked a few grapes and gently placed it in her lips and when she bit down on the dark grape,he watched with fascination as a few drops of grape juice fell on to her lip and raman covered her mouth with his and kissed her deeply and jeeva pushing him away gently ' wait what about the fruits and what is this trip about almonds,cashews and pista nuts?'

He looked at her patiently ' that i think is for me to stay strong and energetic through out the night.'

Jeeva's giggles began to rise into full blown laughter and raman too joined her and both looked at each other and raman gently lifted a thick strand of hair that lay on her face and his expression turned serious and yet his voice stayed gentle ' Jeeva,i love you jeeva.I fell in love with you from the moment i saw you in the bus and i promise i will love you and protect you as long as there is life in this body.I just want to thank you for accepting my love and marrying me for with that you have made me the most happiest person in this whole world.'

Jeeva cupped his face and gently planted kisses all over his face and with a loving smile ' poda advocate,i am the one who should be thanking you for all that you have done for me and my family and more importantly for putting up with my moods and temper.I am sorry if i have hurt you in any way and please forgive me for my moodswings for that is who i am and will be till the end.'

Raman ' no apologies baby for who am i to judge you when i too am just a mortal like you.There is no such thing as perfection jeeva and it is our imperfections that make us perfect for each other.It is through our differences that we become similar to each other and a mutual trust and bond is established.'

Jeeva traced her finger down his nose and near perfect lips and giggling squeaked ' that bulge i feel in your pants,is that going in? and Raman ' i was afraid that you were never going to ask.'

He looked at the lights and she shook her head ' leave it on for i want to see every bit of you and enjoy every bit of you' and raman ' well,a girl after my own heart' and kissed her again.But this time she felt the intensity and heat in his lips and touch and felt his hunger and she gave in to it along with hers and he dipped and began to trail kisses on her neck and slowly unbuttoned her blouse and bra and freeing breasts gently began to trail his lips and tongue around her nipples and she held his head and soon he removed her off her saree and then went flying her sky blue lace thong and she nearly screamed for his lips were between her legs and the moment his tongue touched her c***,she climaxed and arched herself into his mouth and he growled like a wild beast and tearing his clothes away sank on to her and then slowly sank deep into her and jeeva thought she was dead and was already in heaven for never had she imagined in her wildest dreams that her body could experience such pleasure and then just when she thought she had felt it all,he rotated his hips and began to move in and out of her and this time she could not stop the screams of her orgasm as it exploded and she hugged him tightly and opened herself wider for him to go deeper and he made love to her and each time she orgasmed,it was better,longer and sweeter and then as if he knew she was at the tip of another orgasm,increased his thrusts into her and then he groaned as he rained his orgasm into hers and feeling his hot ejaculation inside her,jeeva too came and they came together and before she knew it tears flowed from her eyes and Raman kissed them lovingly and tenderly and joined his mouth with hers.

Jeeva looked at him with a teasing smile ' advocate sir,i don't know about first night and its ritual but i am going to make it a habit to keep a glass of milk fruits and nuts by the bed for i want you to be ready always.'

Raman looked at her and she felt him growing hard again and clenched him with her vaginal muscles and he answered ' ma'am,i don't think milk or nuts will be required for a few years,maybe later when i am old,very old.'

They stayed awake the whole night making love,talking,sharing memories and both knew that only death could ever come between them and even then it could never separate their souls,for they were not two but one soul living in two bodies.

Jannal oram-217

"What if a man could write everything that came into his mind. You could find there gems of wisdom, depth of utter despair, heights of the most cherished hopes, killing fields where we slaughter our enemies, moments of faith and moments of doubts, dark chambers where we commit infidelity against our partners, counting the goods we have stolen, hell nightmares, heaven blessedness, cursing of our enemies and blessing of our friends, and many other things. If one could write his mind, it would be a mirror to other minds where they could find themselves and not feel as the only wretched souls in existence. Go on then, write your mind in a book and publish it? Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity


For most of his adult life,it was a habit of Raman's to reach for his watch and check the time and then with the coming of the mobile phone and its large display of time,he always kept his mobile phone near his bed and now the habit of many years made him reach for it and then he stopped.

For,this morning as last night was different and his life would never be the same again for he felt the gentle weight of jeeva's head on his right shoulder and freezing instantly so as not to wake her up,Raman smiled and the presence of the woman he loved and had loved for so long made him want to scream loudly.

Controlling his happiness,he gently lifted the mobile and saw the time was 9.30 AM and tried to recollect the last time he had woken up so late in the day and failed to do so for he had never done so.

He slowly closed his right arm and hugged her more gently to his chest and slowly began to look at her,wondering if he was dreaming and if the dream would collapse and vanish,leaving him all alone pining for her.

But it was no dream and Raman felt a strange sense of melancholy and he sensed that he and jeeva had known each other for a long time,much longer than their current time and Raman wondered about it.

A thick,strand of soft jet black hair lay across her cheek and he gently lifted it away and then her eyes slowly fluttered open and caught his gaze and then widened in panic for it was the same experience for her.

Raman kissed her cheek ' i too was wondering the same and if the dream was going to disappear but this is no dream and yes,we are together forever.'

She looked at him with a naughty smile ' i know it is no dream for i can feel your hardness and heat on my thighs.'

Raman did not reply and gently pushed her on to her back and lowered himself into her wetness and they made slow love,feeling every moment and when they came,it was no explosion but a slow and steady release that went on and on for many seconds.

She looked up into his face and cheekily ' you are really a horny guy and you make me so horny too.I just can't seem to have enough of you.But,i am so hungry and starved for my mum's food.'

Raman slowly ran his tongue on her lips and mumbled ' breakfast and then back to bed.'

Jeeva ' breakfast in bed sounds better for i don't think i will be able to walk properly for i have no sensation in my legs and they feel like cotton candy.'

Raman reached with his long arms and lifted an apple from the plate and both hungrily bit into it and then realising that they were really famished went through the grapes and oranges and all the bananas.

Both lay their heads on the soft pillows and felt a pleasant feeling take over their bodies and then she lazily threw a naked leg over him and nibbled his shoulder ' ram,how did you manage to stay a virgin all these years for here you are like a non stop speeding train?'

Raman smiled ' first answer,my hand and masturbation.Second,i feel horny only when i see you.But even using the word horny is a mistake for what i feel in my soul is desire and that which is being exhibited through my dick.'

He then slowly began to stroke her thigh and ran his fingers gently on her plump bum and cupped it and jeevas breathing became heavier and holding her side by side,he slipped into her and with a smile ' horny,lust are all temporary states of need but desire and passion come from pure love and are forever.'

Saying this,he pushed himself a bit roughly into her and with force and this only made jeeva beg for more and he gave her more and more and it was nearly 11.45 AM when both came out of their rooms,showered and in fresh clothes.

Good sex,great sex shows itself on the skin and in the face and in the aura of the couple and both sets of parents took one look and understood that all was well and that the story of raman and jeeva was really a fairy tale in progress.

Raman stopped in his tracks and sniffing the air,nearly ran towards the kitchen and looked at the plates as Jeeva's mother Kamakshi spooned out a large cheese mushroom omelette and placed it on a plate.

Raman looked at the plate and excitedly ' i think one plate will do for both of us' and placed a spontaneous gentle kiss on his mother-in-laws cheek and both he and jeeva sat and demolished the exotic Omelette.Valliammai came and placed two huge mugs of coffee and before he could stop it,the burp escaped raman and he went ' oops,sorry.Bad manners.'

Jeeva burping more loudly ' a burp is actually compliment you are paying for the one who cooked the meal for you.So louder the burp,the greater the compliment.'

Kamakshi came to the table and raman excitedly ' amma,anything special for the newly weds' and smiling he nodded ' Nothing special.Just mutton biryani,chicken chettinad style and some prawn curry for your valli told me that your father likes anything to do with prawns.And yes,some raitha and Garlic rasam.'

Raman jumped up excitedly and hugged kamakshi and looking at his parents ' appa,our master plan has worked out and now we three can eat all that we want and we have the best cook in the world to make it for us.'

Kamakshi blushing in happiness looked at raman who still held her in his arms 'ram,what master plan are you talking about?' and raman replied ' me and my parents just wanted a great cook and so we hatched this plan to somehow enter into your family although i had to think long and hard about marrying jeeva for otherwise we couldnt have become part of your family.'

The loud whack was followed by raman's yelp in pain as he felt the sting of jeevas slap on his bum and she growled ' wait until you hear about my family's master plan.'

All three couples numbering six sat around the table laughing joking and raman suddenly looked at all of them ' six is a very powerful number but seven is an all time magical number.'

All of them knew that he was alluding to suja and their hearts grew heavy with pain and manigandan looked at his son-in-law ' iyaa ram,i am sure that we will be seven and more pretty soon and who knows maybe suja will come back to us in a new form as your child.'

Jeeva looked at her dad ' mani,not your child but our child for suja belongs to all of us.'