It was 1’ O’Clock in the night. Almost since 3-4 days John locked himself in the house. As if he lost track of the time and passing days. But today he got to his senses not because of passed time but because of his exhausted whisky stock. As he got to his senses his all sensations became alive. He recalled his all moments spent with Anjeni...
Artificial respiration given to her by him and as if it was harmonization of his breaths to hers..
Uneasiness of his heart to meet her..
Even if tried hard his turning footsteps towards her house...
His first date with her..
Their passionate, pure first love making...
The warmth of her breaths..
The shower and warmth of her love...
The vacation spent with her ..
The glimpses of her naughty, innocent gestures..
The moments when he proposed her, bringing the ring overnight...
Her hug tight acceptance..
Her continuous motivation to bring him out of despair..
And..
And.. her brutal murder..
His eyes welled up. Tears rolled over his chicks.
He accused himself and felt responsible for her death.
When the secret of the murder was reveled, he would have realized that after fifth murder the sixth one would be of her beloved Anjeni...
He would have realized it..
But to avoid fifth murder he was so engrossed in the investigations that he even didn’t thought of the sixth murder..
He cleared the tears with his wrist. Still he was not able to believe that she had left him alone in such a way. He looked around in the house.
The house was looking strange and eerie ...
Was it the house eerie or his thought made it ...
He looked to the front door.
The news papers slipped by news paper boy were lying in a heap since 3-4 days. He felt like those news papers were also teasing him peering down under the door. He got up, went to the door. For a moment he thought of going out in a fresh air. But no.. now he was feeling comfortable in the room, all alone. He pulled the newspaper bunch, went through them standing there. Everywhere he could found the news none other than riots, arson, and baton charge. Not only that in India also the riots had been started. It means the situation outside still was not normal. Americans seemed to be vowed to send away not only Indians but also those who belonged to other countries. And Indian people had started street marches to abandon the American companies. He threw those news papers in the corner in irritation and went to the chair where he sat before. On the table ahead the empty whisky bottles where heaped up, and beside an empty glass was sitting alone relaxed. John started the TV picking up the remote from the table. He skipped the channels one by one. He didn’t felt like to stop to any particular channel as everywhere there were all news of riots, arson, and baton charge. In irritation he switched of the TV pressing hard the remote button and threw the remote on the coach.
He was now realizing that he must come out of the depression.
But how?..
That was the thing he was not sure about.
If I engage myself in some work...
Yes it’s the best way to come out of depression...
But department had also stopped him backing up. He was still not permitted to go on work..
And it seemed impossible at least till the situations cools down..
He got up and started strolling in the room.
Still if I could catch the killer..
At least it will help to cool down the environment disturbed outside. But the killer is possibly an organization rather than a single person. But even if it's organization, what does it make difference?...
If I could catch a single member of the organization, it will help to reach to the root of the organization..
No.. I should do something...
He went to the window, stared outside, just in void. His palms started to turn up in fists.
At least I should do something for the sake of Anjeni, to rest her soul in peace...
But where from I should start?...
It's easy to extinguish a single tree if it caught fire... But here it’s a whole jungle burning into fire...
Again he started strolling and recalled the case right from the beginning.
May be we should have missed some important clues...
First murder..
Second murder..
Third murder...
Suddenly a thought flashed in his mind-
During third murder a corpse which we found below the building, it must be somehow strongly related to the case...
Subsequently we raided the house... There it was strange that we were not able to find a single finger impression..
The hard disk of the computer was also missing...
That means it was strongly related to the case....
The house was still in police custody. Nobody till date had claimed on the house.
Its here I could get some missing link...
Suddenly John felt enthusiasm as he had got something to do.
If I inspect the house again...
But the keys were with police...
Come on.. let's get out of here first...
Rest of the things I will decide later on...
He shook off the depressing thoughts from his mind and went out of the house with a firm resolution.
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Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Ch-58: Memories ( Online Novel - Zero )
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Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Ch-52: Brahma is Complete in itself (Novel-Zero)
The rishi meditating in the cave at the base of one of the Himalayas valleys suddenly startled awake. His eyes were red and a triumph smile on his face. Slowly his eyes again got closed. Again becoming ignorant from the atmosphere around, ignorant from the era, the place and his body his consciousness started traveling freely.
In the jungle, near the hut three residents were discussing something among themselves. Suddenly the rishi appeared from behind. As they sensed his presence they turned to look at him.
The same rishi ..
They remembered his words..
‘Don’t worry, I will take you out soon from your dilemma’
They were looking at him with anticipation.
A strange smile crept over his face.
“ Consider your problem as solved” rishi said.
“ What? Our problem is solved?” surprised words came out of their mouths.
rishi chanted a Sanskrit shloka loudly-
Aum purnam adaha purnam purnat purnam udchyate |
Purnasya purnam aadaya purnam evav shishyate |
“ Meaning when the complete is added to complete or complete is subtracted from the complete, the remaining is the complete.. Brahma is complete in itself. Therefore when Brahma is added to Brahma or Brahma is subtracted from Brahma the remaining is Brahma. Here complete and Brahma could called as infinity. As where there is day there is night. Where light comes the opposite of it dark always follows. Similarly wherever there is completeness or infinity the opposite of it ‘Shunya’ must be there”
Indicating at the river ahead the rishi said further, “ Look at the bubbles in the water... how the destroy”
“ There is one thing which is nothing at times and which is everything at times. It ends where it starts. It is a thing out of which this cosmos, you and me are created. One day all of us have to merge in it.”
While talking rishi was strolling around them.
“ Rishivar, we are doing research in mathematics and we are looking for the mathematical solution of the problem, not spiritual” One of them spoke.
“ Yes, due to which you are feeling your research incomplete, is the solution, and it is mathematical and equally spiritual”
Rishi took all of them to side and showed them the circle formed due to his continuous round strolling.
“ The thing which you need to complete your research is ‘Shunya’(Zero)”
All the faces beamed up with happiness.
Rishi said, “ shunya ends where it starts”
One of them drew a circle as a sign to indicate ‘shunya’ (zero).
Rishi said, “ Shunya is nothing at times”
One of them wrote 0+6=6
Rishi said further, “ Shunya is everything at times”
Other one wrote 0x6=0
Now their research work was speeded up. All of them got engrossed deeply in their work. When they came to senses, they looked around. The rishi was not around. The surprise was visible on their faces.
Where the rishi has gone?...
Probably he was merged into ‘shunya’ (Zero)....
..contd..
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