The Crime - FF || Chapter 8 || - Page 3

Originally posted by: cloudy24

Ur daughter has a excellen👏t sense of writing.. culpable homicide ...😕 looking forward for the next😃

Originally posted by: .TIA.

Woww Dii, I just read both parts together n they're awsome 😛

What an unexpected turn. Very well written 😊 Looking forward to the next part 😊

Originally posted by: usaonly

Anju the more I read the more I want to know what happen to Raman. How it go this way without any defensive. Please continue dear.😊

just read part 2it was brilliant

Originally posted by: ybarfa

just read part 2it was brilliant

Colors Spotted

"This is your cell," the policeman said as he led me into my cell...well, not entirely my cell. I would obviously have a cellmate, and to get out of here quick and without adding more to my recently created record, I had to play nice.

Life in an actual prison was not much different to the prison I was living in all my life. Sometimes like this I wished I could go back to the old days, the days where I was just a skinny torso with a pair of arms and legs. I remember, every night before going to bed I would imagine how it feel to be a grown up, to be able to be in charge, to be able to make all the decisions.

Not long after, there was a new member in the house, and then another, and then another. After my siblings were born, there were so many responsibilities put on me, and I didn't even mind. After all, I was their elder brother, I was in charge.

Then as the years went by, this whole thing of being "in charge" was sickening. There were so many expectations expected out of you, both in your career and in your family. There's always that saying, "If you expect nothing from anybody, you'll never be disappointed." Well clearly, they're disappointing themselves.

Don't get me wrong, I always loved my work and family, I would never disappoint them. But I am also human, someone like me would understand, that is if there is anyone like me. Ever since this unnamable stress has taken a hold on my life, I've wanted to do nothing more than just let go, let go of everything! But, that was me in my falling back into the mindset of my eighteen year old self. I realized nothing could be done, and even if I did do something so foolish, I would only be shaming myself , and I could never let that happen.

***

"Come on, you're out." The police officer said in the blandest way possible, well I could understand his sorrow, letting go of a murderer. I kind of got used to being called that, a man can change when he was isolated from all that makes him happy and instead told to live in a dull, warm room for five years. I was left out earlier than my sentence as they took into the considerations my high reputation and my peaceful behaviour while I served my time. I knew that would help.

The first taste of air as a free man was amazing, after having to live on the edge of a blade and suddenly all this goodness thrown your way in a flare was incredible. I couldn't wait to meet everybody after so long, how it would feel to have these cuffs out of my sight for good.

I finally got home, and was greeted with the legendary scent of mom's morning tea.

"Bhaiya!", was all I heard before almost being choked to death by the suffocating "hug" my little brother had pulled me into.

"Get off!" I said in a playful way after shoving him off me. I still couldn't wait to see everyone else, and sure enough I didn't have to wait any longer. Everybody was there, mom, dad, Simmi, Rinky, Mihir. The next thing I knew, I was being given a massive hug from all of them. There was one thing missing though, and I couldn't exactly pen it down. My eyes lit when I realised what was missing but then as if I already knew the answer to her absence, my eyes dulled and fell down to the floor, knowing she would never come.

I really don't know why Shagun wouldn't come, I didn't know the reason but as if it was instinct, I came to the conclusion that she didn't care about me anymore. But why wouldn't she care about me anymore? I'm her husband, or as I came to know after wards ,"was".

"Shagun bhabhi left the house. She went to live with that, that-"

"I don't need any more explanation, Romi." I said midway of his sentence, I always sensed a sort of lie in her eyes, that she was never telling me the truth. After a large number of years did I find what was missing in our marriage, trust. I never trusted her which led to her not trusting me. We would always nag each other asking what were each of us doing the whole day or why we came home late. But she took it a step further to display her hatred towards me and do what she thought was best for her life. Yeah! Ash if that Ashok would keep her safe and provide her the love I gave her. I always thought she was a little too clingy to Ashok, my ex-business partner, but I never thought she would go this far to embarrass herself just for the sake of her so-called "love" for Ashok.

"Where is she?" I asked with a tremble of fear and a rage of anger, both at the same time.

"W-we don't know, when she moved in with Ashok, they had moved out of their old residence, we can't even call her, she changed her number. God hope she's fine." My mother said.

"Fine? You want her to be fine? I don't know about you but I want her dead, she can't just leave here without a proper fight." I shot back.

"Mihir, find out where she is, there's always bread crumbs left behind."

It was back to the same old same old, I hadn't been back for more than ten minutes and I was already plotting a mastermind plan to ruin my wife's life. She was technically still my wife, I didn't remember signing any divorce papers.

***

"Okay, we should be pretty close by now; I think it's the first building on the left." I was excited and enraged. Finally I could settle this with her, she would either come back or stay with that demented human being, there were only two choices.

"Uh listen..." I heard behind my shoulder.

"What?"

"Please try to be a little polite while talking to her, I know this might sound rude but she too has a husband who murdered somebody, be it not deliberate, she has had to go through some trauma don't you think?" Mihir tells me, being all sympathetic, yeah! As if!

"Even if she did go through some trauma, doesn't mean she had the right to be able to end her sorrows by loving another man, she doesn't deserve my politeness."

"But please, ju-"

"Bye-bye!" I said as I slammed the car door shut.

I took a step into the society's walls and already felt a slight shiver run down my spine. I was going to meet my wife but more like my ex-wife who lives with her boyfriend and to convince her to come back. It seemed pretty simple for the average human brain, but my "small" stay in those closed walls brought me out of any sort of practice. I basically ad the IQ of a ten-year old. But living there did give me some advantages, I grew more street smart, knew what I did, and was able to think of the consequences before they occurred.

I decided to take a walk in the garden, to rid myself of my own stupidity so that I could later look smart in front of Shagun and immediately shoot back cunning answers to her questions she would spit at me. I just needed a breath of fresh air. The grass was yellow and dying, huh, maybe Shagun might have had a walk on this. I laughed at my own joke.

The scene was pretty normal, kids playing, women gossiping etcetera. However, there was one person out of place to make it look like a generic playground. A little girl, maybe between four to five was playing all by herself. Nononononono, I said in my mind as I jogged over to her, a child like her would never be found and especially a girl of her age. She didn't look like she needed my help, but instinct. *sigh*

Obviously she would have been told not to talk to strangers and I looked like the typical kidnapper-disguised-as-stranger. But eh, whatever.

"What's wrong? Why are you playing all by yourself?", I tried to put on my sympathy tone.

"I'm not, Sir-sleeps-a-lot is right here." She said before gesturing to something that looked like AIR.

"He's invisible, and you can't even hear his snores because he doesn't. God knows how can he be such a deep sleeper and not even snore.", she said before gazing down at grass.

"Well that would count as playing by yourself, right? He's sleeping."

"Oh no! He can only meet me in his dreams." Her cheerful yet deep voice said.

"But, but-"

"Don't worry, no one ever understands our friendship, but we don't need anyone else now do we? We're fine by ourselves." She said and bent down to hug AIR creating a pocket of it under her.

I left without meeting Shagun, something inside my head said it was not the right time, huh, I guess Sir-sleeps-a-lot was messing with my head. That girl, that girl was something different, I felt she was the one whom I should be meeting. She seemed way more interesting than Shagun. Even if we had only talked for a few minutes, she seemed to drag me into a world I didn't even know existed! After blindly walking out of the society I found a name for that world, it was called "Imagination". Clearly I needed a lot of it in my hurried childhood, well, I was in it now and you've never completely given yourself to adulthood, there's always that little soft spot in you that you preserved of your little self.

I was greeted with a smiling wide Mihir, "So I'm guessing she said she'll come back?"

"No!" I said happily and hopped in the car. New colors were spotted in a barren wasteland called my life.

Good one

awesome update
is that girl is ruhi???

Well this is another unexpected twist.. he's out and he wants her back?... Can't wait to see how else his world starts changing... terrific job as always.😊

Anjali finally caught up with all 3 updates, loved it!!! Update soon and thanks for the PM :)