Tuesday, January 26, 2016

The Friend Part-2

A shock went through my spine. He was my best buddy, and now I was feeling scared of him. I was so dumbstruck at that moment that I couldn't even react. I just sat there shocked and in disbelief. He continued to talk...

My friend: "I killed her and I don't feel one bit of regret regarding that. She deserved that"

Me: "Dude you're joking??? How could some one kill his own wife?? Man what were you thinking?? You've gone mad or what? "

My friend: "Anybody in my place would've thought about doing the same thing. After I moved to US, she had started seeing other guys."

Me: "Dude you could've taken a divorce or something. Why the hell did you have to take such an extreme step?"

My friend: "I did what I thought was justice. She needed that. You marry someone with trust in your mind. All I asked for was to have a family and kids and to lead a normal life."

With every passing moment, my heart beat was rising faster. The man, the killer, my best friend was scaring the shit out of me. And my body wasn't even moving. I was just stuck to the chair.

My friend: "You know I had smelt something fishy when I came back home after 18 months in US. She was behaving weirdly."

Me: "Ya... You were telling that before.."

My friend: "Before going to US I told my sister to keep a watch on her and that I feel something is wrong. And as I thought my doubts were right. She was seeing three guys at the same time."

My eyes were getting red. The fear has surely crept into my whole body. The cold weather wasn't helping things.

My friend: "One of the guys was her colleague in office. One Mr Vinod Khosla. He was a casanova sort of a person and getting married ladies into his trap was kinda like his hobby. I smashed his head with his own laptop and stabbed his eye with the laptop battery."

Ohh my godd!!!! This guy has become a maniac. I have to call the cops now. But how..... I don't even have guts to get up from the chair. My hands were frozen and I just couldn't make an attempt to reach my mobile phone. And he was sitting there, as cool as a cucumber after murdering these people as if he was doing some social service..I stuttered and I asked him,

Me: "Wh.. Wh.. What about the other two guys??"

My friend: "Another guy I found out was our neighbour. He was this call centre cool hip hop sorta guy and he was having a nice time fooling around with my wife."

Me: "What did you do to him??"

My friend: "I shot him..That too in front of my wife before I shot her.."

Me: "And and, the third guy?"

My friend: "You know, my sister couldn't find details about the third guy. So before shooting my wife I directly asked her. You know whose name she took?"

With a sudden movement, I jumped from my chair and tried to reach the beer bottle. But he was quick. He overpowered me and took a gun from his coat and pointed it right between my eyes...

My friend: "She took your name... Yoursss... And you called yourself my best buddy huh?? This was your business trip huh???"

Me: "Please man, please please, don't kill me man please!!!!"

He wore this sarcastic smile and said
My friend: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. You don't deserve a quick death by a gun shot. I never told you how my kid died. Apparently Mr Vinod was a frequent visitor to Thailand's prostitutes. And he got HIV from them which he gave to my wife as a present. My Kid died of AIDS man... And I know that bloody virus is killing you too second by second, destroying your body organ by organ"

He pointed the gun towards his head and said "Enjoy your death man. See you in hell".........

Thursday, November 12, 2009

The Friend... Part-1

The Friend... Part 1


29 October 2021. Bergen, Norway

I always had a fantasy for Europe. I just wished I ever I could get a trip to Europe. And here I am, away from family, friends and home land for the past 7 years. Things changed dramatically for me after 2010. I became more serious in my career and I even tied the knot. I worked my butt off and finally got my wife to Europe. By the way I'm married now and I have a baby girl of 4. She looks so cute, just like these European firangi kids out here... Sometimes toh I even doubt my wife ke ye mera bachha to hai na... But then, her face cut is just like my sister's so that gives some consolation.

Anyhow, it was a thursday evening. I used to love snow, but now a days the winter here just feels like pain. It was very chilly that day. Evening I got a call on my cell.

Me: "Hello.."
Guy on the phone: "Kya be mote... Pehchaana??"
Me: "Nahii... But you sound familiar.. Koun hai bol na.."
Guy on the phone: "Muks saale, mujhe bhool gaya"
Me: "Ohhh Shit!!! Tuuuu.... Maan its been years... Where are you now? Kya kar raha hai??"
Guy on the phone: "Main Norway main hi hoon, tu bata kahaan rehta hai... Aaj hi milte hain"

I gave him the address and then I hung up the phone. Maan, it feels so good when you hear after a long time from someone so close. He was my best buddy untill Europe came. Last I saw him was on his wedding. I just escaped from the office, outside it was snowing heavily. Somehow I drove back to home.

My Smitha was waiting for me when I reached home. I love it when she runs to me and hugs me when I come back from office...She just keeps shouting Papa is back, papa is back.... :-). My wife had prepared hot chocolate and it was heavenly to drink it in this chilly weather. I told her about my friend and that he is coming for dinner. She also got very happy and immidiately started preparing for the dinner.

Finally he came at around 8.30. He was looking kinda old now for his age. He was looking weak also. I shook hands with him and hugged him. We sat near the fireplace for drinks and our conversation began:

Me: "Aur bata saale, where were you all these years? Teri shaadi ke baad kabhi mile nahi. Tu kahaan settled hai abhi?"

My friend: "Bas yaar chal raha hai. Shaadi ke baad we settled in Bangalore itself. I bought a flat. I changed my job soon after my marriage. They were giving me double the pay which I was getting"

Me: "Ohh.. To ab tak bada saheb ban chuka hoga. Fir kya kiya?"

My friend: "Bade paise ke saath bada kaam bhi aa jaata hai. Ek ek rupya they extracted out of me. There was no time for family and friends after that. But the biggest blow was when they gave me an assignment in US for 3 years. I had to wait for one and half year to come back home after i went"

Me: "Shit thats bad. Your wife would've suffered a lot."

My friend: "Hmmm... Anyhow I came back. It really feels like meeting a stranger if you meet someone after a long time, even though its your own wife. But she was behaving really weirdly."

Me: "Hmmm... Usko kya ho gaya?"

My friend: "Well... Anyhow, after I came back to US I came to know ke my wife is pregnant. That really put life in me. I somehow made it back to home before her delivery. She gave birth to a beautiful girl.. Bilkul mere jaise dikhti thi.."

Me: "Dikhti hai, dikhti thi kyun bol raha hai.."

My friend: "Dikhti thi... My kid is no more.. She passed away."

Me: "Ohh Shit!!!... I'm sorry man. How's your wife now yaar?"

My friend: "I Killed her..."


................. To be continued