the story continues...
Revenge is the purest form of
Emotion’ a quote from world biggest epic and my favourite, Mahabharata. Now it’s sure he knows every bit of mine; but
why Chetan is hurting Neha, he has problem with me and with my blog-story.
She’s no way related with this matter. Neha needs to know about Chetan and his
baneful intentions. I called her up and asked her to come at my room asap. Even
I asked her not to tell this to Aditya, in such circumstance it’s better not to
trust anyone.
I started cleaning my room. On
the table, I saw bud of cigarette; it’s been more than six months I quitted
smoking. Perhaps, it belongs to the person who dragged me to my room last
night. Chetan punched me; maybe he was in my room. Even, I founded that he also
took that concentrated acid from my store. Suddenly I saw glimpse of shadow
towards mirror. I saw Chetan in that mirror; he was wearing his same white
Lenin Shirt & blue jeans. I was wearing the same. Voices started coming
from the mirror, “Why you’re wearing the same dress as mine?”
I mumbled, “I don’t know.”
“May be I want you to do this.”
said Chetan.
I screamed, “May be you want me
to…. what?”
Chetan laughed, “My dear Rajiv,
you only wanted me to kill your doggy ‘Casper’, attack your bitch Neha and make
a complete chaos in her mind.”
I cried, “Why I want you to do
this?” Chetan smiled & said, “Because you are big time Fattu Rajiv. Your
girl was getting nailed by other guy and what you did? Huh? Just pointing a gun
on her. You don’t even have balls to press the trigger & shot her.”
“That was a dream.”I explained.
“Neha is still my darling, why I wanna hurt her?”
“It was not a dream. Neha betrayed you. You only said huh? ‘There’s no pain greater than being betrayed by the women you love.’ You wanted her to experience the same pain as you did. That’s the reason you brutally murdered her dog, Casper. You attacked her with acid because you hated to see her happy with Aditya, while you are left alone in this creepy apartment from last one year.”
I shouted “It was not me; it was
you who did this.”
“No Rajiv. It was you. I am not
Chetan, actually there’s no Chetan.” He smiled. “I was created by you, in your
blog Girl who played. All mix of
characters…Joker, Don Corleone, all the things you read & praised. I am the
personality which you want to become. Hug??? You have written your own story,
but later you hated your own ending. That’s why you want me to change the
ending. The only thing that matters is
the ending. I came here in you life to fix your story, to take a revenge.
That’s why you called her alone, so that you can slaughter her beautiful body.”
There was knocking on the door. Chetan disappeared. I was only there in my room.
Neha was standing on the other side of the door. Finally, the moment has arrived. I went to kitchen, and took off my butcher’s knife. Now I don’t need fusion of Chetan.
“It’s not about Killing; it’s
about sending a message to the society.”
....the end
