26th December.
One day after Christmas. Weather was
chilly yet balmy. This time I should be hanging out with my friends and
shopping for New Year. But, I stood behind the bars and was waiting for someone
who could bail me out of this situation. I was arrested for my best friend Navya’s
murder. I couldn’t imagine that I lost my dearest one but why am I accused and
deemed as culprit. All of a sudden, the thoughts of 25th December‘s
evening flashed at me.
24th December.
People were busy in the streets for
Christmas shopping. Children enjoying their holidays were busy in the
decoration of the Christmas tree and waiting for the Santa Claus to appear and
offer them basket full of presents. Whole city had a festive air.
Navya and I were very close friends
right from school days. We used to hang out together and spend our spare time
doing painting, singing and dancing. Navya was shrewd, good mannered, down to
earth young lady. Although she was from a wealthy family, small things made her
happy. She liked to ride horses, climb mountains, sing songs, play keyboard.
Her hobbies were never ending. She was like a sister I never had.
She was born on the Christmas day. As
she was attaining 18, she decided to throw a ball at her plush 3 storied
bungalow. She invited all our college friends, teachers and some of her close
relatives. We all were busy shopping for her special occasion since one month.
She was very particular about her clothes, accessories and shoes. Shopping with
her was indeed an uphill task. I spent most of the nights at her place as we
were organizing the party and I was preparing the checklist for the same. We
had to invite each one in the list, had to arrange flowers, garden cakes,
fruits, gifts, wines, music band and arrange for dinner.
25th December
It was 7.00 a.m. in the morning. We
both were sipping our hot green tea and going through our checklist to see if
everything was in order. She hugged me and thanked for everything I did for
her.
With three quarter hours still to go
before the party began, I inspected the grounds and house. Navya was dressed in
long white gown, the color which showed vision of purity with colorful beads
and flowers decorated in it. She was wearing a diamond necklace and earrings gifted
by her parents. Her hair was let loose and rose in her hair made her look like
a princess. I decided to dress in our traditional Indian style. I was wearing a
colorful Patiala and green kurti with matching accessories.
With shining hazel eyes, birthday
girl looked very happy and pretty. None of us were aware that she was dressing
up for her death and last day of her life.
Party Time
Crowds started ushering in. It grew
by the minute. The guests raved about the delicious food, the decorations, the
flowers, the gardens, the house, and the delicious food. Girls giggled with
equal measure of happiness and enthusiasm. Everyone in the group were more
delighted, more elated and thought that they would have a night to remember.
And they definitely had it.
26th December - 12.00 a.m.
Police came in as soon as they heard
that Navya has been murdered. They asked people to wait outside the room and
closely examined the body. They wanted the advice from Coroner. Immediately
coroner was present and investigated the body. A lanky Inspector entered to
question the people present on the party. Colonel Roger also joined in to
provide help on this case. He was a man of few words. He had a long black
moustache and jet black hair. He along with the inspector started the investigation.
After the investigation, they started a tour on the bungalow. As they were
checking the party room, they were startled seeing something. Their eyes were
transfixed. There was a plate lying on a table which has half cut apple with
knife in it. The plate was placed at the table adjacent to the kitchen room
where her body was lying. Her throat was slit. On Navya’s bedroom, there was a
doll which was lookalike of Navya. It was gifted by her brother. The doll had a
dagger inserted on her stomach. In front of the doll was my chain lying and my
green ribbon was tied on her hand. I was astonished seeing that scene. What was
my chain and ribbon doing over there? Why was I targeted?
After several rounds of questions
thrown on the spectators, my turn had come. I was deeply alarmed that time. I
couldn’t stop crying for what I saw. I couldn’t imagine my best friend was
killed on her birthday. Who had thought that her birthday would be her death
day? The colonel comforted me and started asking many questions. I told them
that she was like my sister and why would I kill her? They asked me to throw
the light on the entire sequence of the evening party. I exclaimed:
- ·
People came in dressed to the nines
and coasting towards delight.
- ·
First there was cutting of the cake and
the music show by one of the leading band.
- ·
Then began fireworks outside the
bungalow marking the celebration of Navya’s birthday.
- · Guests were served with delicious
cuisines. People were chatting and laughing while having meal. Navya went to
the kitchen room to keep a close watch on everything. Meanwhile , somewhere
between the dancing and fireworks, there was a loud scream, Lights went off,
and people were running here and there as they were scared. Within fraction of
a second, lights were turned on and before we could react, there she was lying
in the kitchen room with her hands tied and throat slit.
Because of the Chain and
ribbon which was associated to me, I was accused and people gave the false
statement against me. Some told that I was her best friend and as I was an
orphan, I envied her position and tried to kill her. Some told that I was behind
her money. Some were reckless and gave the statement that I was mentally
retarded. For one week, I was in a soup and complete mess. I tried to convince
the officers on duty but none of them believed me.
Police and Colonel
suspected three motives for this murder:
1. Money
2. Animosity
3. Jealousy
27th January
After one month, Police
identified the exact culprit and truth was revealed.
Navya was killed by Maya.
She was our classmate. She was very strange and acted like psycho at times. She
couldn’t tolerate our friendship and always tried to make discomfort between
us. She hated us and wanted to separate us and tried her best to ruin our
relationship. Our closeness bothered her.
On 25th evening, when the
lights went off, she killed Navya and placed the knife on that table. When
police were busy investigating and asked to wait everyone, she went to Navya’s
bedroom with her dagger and finished the job by inserting the knife on that
doll. Thus, the doll with the dagger, chain and ribbon proved alibi in this
case. After detailed conclusion and the evidence which showed Maya as a
murderer, she was sentenced for 5 years imprisonment. Maya had three devils in
her mind – Animosity, Jealousy and greed. I was relieved. Somewhere I thought
it was she who helped me and bailed me from this crisis. I saw up in the sky
and thanked her.
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Prem maje ayushyabar ekmekancha saath
Does soul mate exists only in
fairytales? I have known people who
argue that soul mates concept don’t exist in real world. On the contrary, I have
seen people, who are just made for each other, have been a live example of the
same. I would want to throw a light on this subject and know what you feel on
the same.
Meet Tisha, Chris, Tim and Radhika, Four medical school passouts started their stint at Heaven's Shadow hospital. Each one has specialized in one particular area and aspire to become renowned surgeon while battling with their personal issues. Tisha's mother struggling with bone cancer. Chris suffering with bad marriage. Tim becomes victim of deadly disease. Happy go lucky girl Radhika traumatized and lives with bad childhood. Heavens Shadow gave them everything and more than anything, each of them finds solace in each others shadow. Would they overcome their crisis?
Coup over cafe
Thank you............this are the two words which means so much to a person. This are the words for which one longes to hear.
Then it rained again
Let go ...these 2 words which you would hear now and then after every not so satisfying or pain giving circumstance happens. You may ask why? Someone said moving on is not rocket science..if only that person lived those moments fully. Involved himself completely. Experienced ecstatic joy. Moving on is the stage which will show how much one has gotten into that stuff. You will know your true love for something at that time. Moving on is difficult i perfectly agree but not an impossible one. If you really have the will do it there is a way. There is a solution to deal with the stress that moving on offers you. To move on doesnt mean moving on from a relationship. It can be from a pain after losing loved one in this earth. It can be from a failure in the exam. It can be from any sad rather not so pleasant experience. Time is a strange phenomenon. It heals you competely and after some period of time you may even laugh thinking about your past. Your past is your learning. Your future is result. Your present is the question paper. So learn and enjoy the question paper and solve it carefully in order to achieve desired results.
Vindhya was sipping hot cup of coffee
on her desk. She was reading a quarterly report of her company. As she
finished, she glanced at the debt market desk opposite to her. She cannot see
him. She was yearning and longing for his eyes, innocuous smile and seductive
charm. She was searching for those eyes since one week. It had been a long wait
though.
You were my passion and love
