FATE Part II...

Totally perplexed, Daniel, with a heavy heart walked back pondering endlessly as to why his name had to be there at the centre of the sign?!
Suddenly, he collapsed onto the ground, which made him wake up. His blurried vison could not rationalize what had happened. Rubbing his eyes, Dan tried contemplating . Was it a dream? Or an illusion? Or a high class hallucination? 

He was high on drugs but last night he had none. A mere thought of the dreadful incident sent shivers down his bones. He knew not, a single reason to the incident. Wolves' and owls' howling made it even darker. Crickets and several nocturnal creepy things made it much worse. Just then, Dan realized the oldie’s face, he had seen it before. Those red, sunken, sleep deprived eyes could not slip outta his eyes, the nail locket he remembers seeing at the metro station Santonia. He knew now, that all this was real. But what bugged him was, why his name? why Daniel ?

Meanwhile, far, far in the meadows, Somewhere, drunk people surrounded a bonfire and kept singing or rather hissing hymns towards the Almighty and the Evils both. They wore black hooded robes covering their heads. It seemed like a ritual. One of them, then murmured raising his glass, “To Sazon, May he succeed in his mission, Only for the good. ” Rest of them followed, “Only for the good.”

Sazon, a tall wheaty, bald oldie, was on a mission. On the death of his beloved wife, he was so engrossed in the grief that he kept kissing her hand for hours until he bit the flesh out of her dead cold hand ripping it off. Eye-witnesses say,  he drank some of her blood too and this is what makes people believe that Sazon was mentally unstable after the sad incident .

The very next morning, he left a note over his wife’s tombstone,

“Whosoever do this to you Honey.. He pay for it. In the name of Evils I swear, He pay for it. Promise”

No one knows as of now as to where he went. Some believe Sazon’s wife keeps visiting her home every 17^th of the month at mid-night, just to wish Sazon his b’day (she died the same day). And not finding him there, she screams her heart out making people shit their pants in horror..

To be contd..

FATE Part One..

Dark, pitch dark it was! The foul odour around filled into the nostrils hinting his senses that the scene around must be a graveyard. 20 min or may be more, he kept on moving, walking his way out through dried grass rustling against the trousers. Time must have been around mid-night. Moreover, it was a no moon day(Or night as some may prefer calling). The cries of owls and wolves were hovering inside his head and his heart was pounding harder, with every step he took, there was a rush of blood inside his rustic body.

His sight soon adapted to the dark vision and his enlarged eye balls could now picture every single thing around. An old graveyard waited to welcome him. What he saw later made his heart skip some beats. There stood, an old man, possibly in his seventies, baldie, sleep deprived sunken eyes, with a blanket around covering his vital parts. Not to be discovered, the visitor hid himself behind one of the tombstone and tried to fathom what those weird actions carried out by the oldie could possibly mean!

There, right at the centre of four tombs was a sign, chalked out with a sharp equipment . It resembled a star with five vertices. At the centre of this sign, was a skull. The lower two vertices were occupied by a ‘X’ arrangement made out of bones, the upper vertex had a special stone and it used to glitter at regular interval. What seemed like a tiger’s nail and a rhino’s horn occupied the other two vertices of the sign. Later on, the oldie raised both his hands and facing the sky murmured something, being inaudible, all he could hear was hissing. In no time, the oldie's hands searched out for something in the sack he carried, and took out the thing. The visitor was horrified seeing a neck-slit head of a bull which the oldie held by the horns. Blood was dripping from the head, it was fresh blood. Holding it, the oldie made a circular movement around the sign and raising the head drank some blood from it.  Sickening and nauseating for the visitor, he felt like his intestines shrunk against his stomach. He wanted to puke but refrained from doing that. He then, preferred closing his eyes for a moment.  The horror made him do that.

After a while, on opening his eyes he was dazed furthermore. The oldie doing crazy stuffs had vanished along with all the things over the sign. The place around looked more calm and serene. Was it an illusion/ hallucination?
Well, courageously, the visitor hurried towards the sign to discover that the place where he saw the skull had been placed, bore a message beneath..

“RIP Daniel”

Totally perplexed, the visitor had no clue as to why his own name happened to be there !

To be contd.

Majestic March !

Just like the title hints at, this month has been more than an ordinary one for me!

Witnessed dreams shattering to pieces and coming true eventually. I had made a pact with me that I won't crib over it, neither did I..

It is such a bliss and ecstatic joy when you see one of your dreams come true, I bet even doubting Dave agrees to this fact!

Well, took a positive vibes from the previous month in which, I went Ahmedabad to participate in MICA's Samar Sports Meet ( Represented Team Cricket NITIE )!

And then there were disappointments-hope-disappointments-hope cycles ! sobeit !

Well until that perfect moment !
Never did I think I would run behind some Celebs, to surprise I didn’t see what was coming. One fine night, 27^th , One of my good Friends, Pratik Sisode (Sisou)was to return from Scotland and there I was along with Pratik Zingade (Zingo)  to receive him at Mumbai International Airport at Arrivals. Met Prithvi, a good friend from Pune too.    It is such a relief and speechless moment when one of your Friend or Family person returns from abroad. We were having a good candid talk and suddenly there was an uproar !
Everyone was running, yelling and doing all kind of stuff that made me feel a Maniac Breeze must have struck them! On enquiring we find out, Katrina was to return from abroad!

WHOA ! KAaaat Rinaaaaaaaaaaa ! J

There were few What-do-you-think glances  and all of a sudden we were following, rather joining the clamour.
Got a bit closer only to reveal SRK it was ! OmG !  I know he is just another human being but STARDOM outdid that day.. This Guy is surely the King of Bollywood ! The very fact that wherever he goes he owns it speaks volume about him ! 

And then the moment came , Katrina in Black T-shirt ! Ahhhh, this Girl is an Angelic Doll ! I wonder how much extra amount of cuteness and tenderness GoD has bestowed her with! It meant eternal joy to me. She was merely 2-3 feet away and I could smell her perfume too. She slid into the car soon ! SRK was being interviewed, and I tried getting a closer look  to capture it in my Sony Ericsson Mobile ! I took some snaps close enuf and then was pulled back by the Camera Media Association guys, to save myself from the embarrassments I refrained ! Moments later,  I just stood with Zingo behind Katrina’s Car, when we witnessed the Angel, the Doll, KATRINA ! Looked as if , she had opened the rear compartment of her car only to give us a good glance of her and then the honey like words filled our ears !
“Subhaash Bhaiya, wo Bag Kiska hai, ussey koi Dhusree Gadi me Rakho aur Jaldi Chalo”  *Katrina’s Accent*  ! OMG, Loved hearing that ! #Bliss I was so engrossed admiring her that forgot taking a snap and then the obvious happened. Yeah, I was pulled away by the guards again !

Whatever! the moment was perfect ! :)
One of the Best Times Of my Life ! J <3 

Destiny contd.... Part II

"So, you here for Diamonds?", asked the cab driver.
" Yeah ! ", the Visitor replied.
"Hmmm, good luck with that."                                                                              
"Thank you Sir",the visitor reciprocated.
"Sir? You surely are British !", said the cab driver with a chuckle.
They exchanged smiles after that..

Dusty-Barua, was not on the favourite lists of the tourists due to its reddish un-attracting nature but it was one of the most wanted lands due to its precious stones.
Barua's history had secrets burried deep in it. Secrets that had potential to explode like an atomic reactor, only with a difference that there were no Cadmium rods to control the fission.

"Your place, Sir", the cabbie had developed a sense of respect towards the visitor.
"Thank you again, could you please direct me to this address?",showing a piece of paper he appealed.
"Ah, Jason's house, Eucalyptus trees, just beyond the river Barian and yes, beware of his wife Sir", hinting at the address the Cabbie winked.
The visitor didn't get the latter part of his explanation but thanked him again and headed towards the address.

Eucalyptus trees were the only greenish entities that made it look like a farm.The visitor stood in front of the house, rather a hut made up of hay,"Exactly how have I imagined !", exclaimed the visitor.
Before he could proceed to knock,saw someone coming out through the door.
Jason he was. 5'7'', dark ,a fit man, he had only his below abdomen part covered !

"Oh, Mr. Peter, they told, you will come, journey okay? you tired? come, come in.", requested Jason.
Peter smiled and obeyed him.

" Sir, Thank you very much for the hospitality, I should begin as to why I am here ", hurried Peter.
" I hear, your farm produce some excellent diamonds, I would help you to get good price once we discover them."
"You hear right, Mine best, your father tell you, right?! ",said Jason.
"Yes, so we are good, shall we inspect it?", asked Peter.
"Of course, you me good, I happy, we go now, see my land. " And they headed towards the farm.

Doing that a lady caught his view, a beautiful woman, in her twenties, 5'3'', wheaty and her long hair made her look tremendously attractive. It was then clear as to why the cabbie had warned Peter.She was one lady any person would die for.

"I don't know about the diamonds but people here are real gems ", said Peter.
"Gems, no Mr. Peter, we Diamond producer, you make us gem". Jason had no idea why Peter said that.

All of a sudden, Peter found his leg stepping on a soft thing and before he could react it bit him on the left ankle of his leg. The snake bite had made Peter cry for help, he was fainting, his vision blurred and next thing he opened his eyes in a hut after 30 minutes.

"I am alive", Peter exclaimed.
"Mr. Peter, you not dead, the snake, non poisonous, meet my wife Alacia", introducing to a woman Jason said.
The pain seemed to have vanished seeing the angelic creature, Alicia, Jason's wife.
"Errrr, hello Madame ! ", he greeted.
Alacia could only smile at him presenting him with a glass of water.

"Thank you for that welcome Barua", thought Peter," The snake bite was worth it."

Destiny..

Pointing the gun straight at his temple the guy said,"You scumhead now pay for the sin you did."
The innocent victim on the other hand was clueless as to what had dawned on him.
The mere chilling touch of the gunpoint made him shiver and choked his voice to a level where words betrayed him considerably.

The gun-holder, a baldy,5'5'',fair, with a goaty appeared as if he had faced the harsh realities of life earlier in his life and seemed direct decendant of Hiroshima attack striken areas !

"You call me deuce, you face hell tonight.."
"Bbbbuttt, wha......t did I do?", totally perplexed, the victim asked .
"You ask what you do, I tell you", Gun-holder pressed the gunpoint harder at victim's temple.

"Far far at my place, Barua, we live happily,grow our farms, drink river water,pure, divine,until your people step in.Yes, you scumheads destroy our land, screw our women, devastate everything, only for few glittering stones.You made our place hell, I show you what hell feel."


The victim defended,"Ssssir, I deeply regret what my ancestors did, and I feel ashamed to have born in such a family... "


Suddenly then something made him stop.Not listening to anything, the Gun-holder took out a shiny velvetty looking pouch, untied it and poured all the glittering stones he had, Diamonds, on the victim's head and while doing had a devil's laugh. Victim's eyes were terrified with all of this and knew that the gunholder was in no mood to have a candid talk.

""Take these stones, Sonofabitch, i no need them now, you kill my wife, I kill you.", the rustic Gunholder was adamant.

For the last time the victim closed his eyes and remembered his wife, he could smell her enchanting perfume besides himself....he knew this was the end....
"My dear Lord, Forgive me, my sins...",begged the victim.

PAWWWWWWW...and then there was a fire.... the victim was dead.
"Dear Almighty, accept this", prayed the sinner.

The gunholder seemed ecstatic, tears rolled down his cheeks. but he wore a smile too, pointing his gun towards the sky he recited, "And now,my love, this, for you..."


PAWWWWWWW.......In a flick of a second there was another shot...

And then there was a grave silence...........

The Chosen One....

There, clutching the collar of a silly little kid, 10 may be, he said with a disgust, “You, you know who am I ?? I am you from the future, yeah, may be I look like a retard and worn out rag but yeah believe me this is exactly how you are going to turn into, some 25 years later. ”
Kid exclaims, “Holy S**t !!!!!    Really !!!!!”

The youth continues keeping his glares on the table, “What is it to be so over-joyous seeing me, you Jackass! Some years down the line you are gonna regret it. So listen to me very damn carefully, no, I am not gonna tell you the future I am here to change it instead for the good.”

Kid interrupts, “Errr, okay, it is odd, but first let me verify that you certainly are me from the future”
“Ahhhhh, I had this in the blood !!!!”, thought the guy.

Kid says,” Tell me one thing I wanted when I was in Grade 2, one thing, I thought, is perfect.”
In no time, ”I see where you are going bro, you wanted to be Batman someday and not just because he is supercool with gadgets and all but you so desperately wanted Wonder-woman, and do stuff like…” Kid interrupts again, “Hell yeah, omg !!! You surely are me !!!! Freak, this is freaking AWESOME !!!”

“Look kido , there’s no time hearing this crap, I want you all ears right now, cuz’ you have a job to do in the future. You, bro, are the chosen one, you are, one of those who is going to make history someday.”
The kid’s eyes sparkled, he was never so attentive. All his life, he dreamt being a hero. It was his cue.

“In 2033, you are gonna write a novel, a novel so revolutionary that would change whole course of events and promise me buddy, no matter how much resistance come across you will stick to this and be hell bent to finish it up. ”
“One more thing, just as a advice don’t hesitate to tell her that you seriously love her, love her as one you have never loved anyone, just say it, year 2019, she is the one. Don’t disappoint me. And bud, you can be  a Batman even if you have bunch of friends around, live it up. Tc ”

Off with a bang, he got up !!!!
He could hear the rooster, it was 5 AM, and still dark out there. He rubbed his eyes over and tried to recollect what his dream meant. And then with a smile, he went to bed again.

That morning when he got up at 8 AM, while retrieving his glasses he ended up on something else. He saw the glares, which didn’t belong to him, holding them tight , his heart pounded with fear and anxiousness both. He sprinted down the living room asking every possible person in the home about the glares if anyone had mistakenly left it in his room.

But to his surprise, no one did budge.

He went out in the garden with a smile over his face, sun shining merrily in the sky with the cool breeze blowing over the river towards his home soothed him greatly.

He was aware then,perhaps awakened, that he surely is the chosen one !!!!!!

TYPICAL...

She paid him 16 bucks and took it instinctually. Nothing but only it could quench her thirst at that moment. There, on the railway station, stood a beautiful girl in her teens, taking a sip of water (name of the brand withheld, to avoid royalty issues , :P )…

Meanwhile, her cell phone accidently fell on the railway tracks and she was pleading for help. The next few things happened real fast.  Everyone around thought that was actually their cue to do something and win a small glimpse of the pretty girl… I was one of them too ;)

Before anyone could respond I happen to see her having a luring stare at a guy nearby. He was average heighted, must be around 55kgs, neatly oiled hair, with plug-ins in the ears listening to music, I guess.

I don’t know what happened but the girl seemed to transfer her steamy message in the some kind of morse code to the poor guy and then out of nowhere the obvious happened.

That guy leaped in onto the railway tracks, held the mobile phone and began returning. The girl gave a hand to help him climb, but surprisingly that guy refused and did it on his own.(ATTITUDE)

Handing over the phone I along with everyone could see the heroic smile on the guy’s face, he was so amused that he sort of overheard the “Thank you” by the pretty girl.

That guy later on gave everyone an HIMYM actor BARNEY’s weird expression claiming, “The Daddy is here” attitude.

Whatever, all this seemed both cool and hilarious at that moment !!!!