The Alternate Sickness

“Hi, Science. How are you?” greeted Nature.

“Hi, Nature. I’m fine thank you. How about you?” asked Science.

“I’m not fine. As you know, I’m changing badly every day, and it’s because of you.”

“Oh! Not again. You always look forward to detest me.”

“No, it’s not fun for me to do so. It is my concern towards my home and you don’t understand it.”

“What did you say? I don’t understand it? It’s you who don’t understand anything, you don’t understand Science. You create calamities and disasters and stand as an obstacle for the development I’m bringing in the world. You don’t have a right to talk about me in the first place,” said Science.

“How dare you talk about my rights? What about the rights that you snatched away from me? Who gave you the right to destroy my home every day? With the pretext of development you’re actually destroying the resources I put in into the Earth. You are so confused. You don’t know what you want. You are greedy and you’re never satisfied of your hunger. As a result you’re consuming me every day.”

“Nonsense. I am destroying you? I’m the one who is actually shaping you up. I invent new things. I make people’s life comfortable. I make them live happily with lots of luxuries and with ease; but you come here and say I’m a destroyer. I pity your ignorance, my dear Nature.”

“Inventions. Luxuries. Comforts. Great words you used. But what did the invention of an Atom bomb do to my home? It killed 166,000 people in Hiroshima and another 80,000 in Nagasaki. What do you call it, a great invention? What did a machine gun do to the world? It consumed countless of lives in the wars fought till date, and the count is still marching forward every day. What do you call it, a luxury? What are the myriad industries and factories doing to the pure Nature today? They are all polluting away the purest form of air ever existed, and eventually polluting people’s lives too. What do you call it, comfort? Now, tell me who is truly ignorant?” asked Nature.

“I made people rich. I made technological innovations. I made machines that are running the world now, those without which people would never get to know what can be the level of convenience for a human being. I’m shaping countries, giving power to people and creating a future,” said Science.

“Yes, you truly brought in more comforts into my people’s lives and I thank you for that, but in return to those comforts you took away the limits that human beings hold on to at their desires. You made my people greedy for material things. You made them do insensate deeds towards other people, all for wars, all for power, all for gaining physical material possessions and become rich. You lost me my true singular principle that I created the world with, the affectionate human connection between one another. Wars were being fought in search of one person. Nations play tactics over each other to move forward economically, forgetting the brotherly human ethics, all just to become rich. You created chaos more than comfort,” said Nature.

“You’re not blameless either. You play with people’s lives. You destroy them with your calamities. People build a proper livelihood over years and you shatter it all in just a matter of minutes with the Earth quakes. People make a living around the coasts and you wash away their dreams of future with just a heavy tide in the mask of tsunamis. People work in agriculture day in and day out putting into it their entire strength of both physical and mental lives for months and you turn it all shapeless and destroy everything in a one night cyclone. Volcanic eruptions, Floods, Cyclones, Earth quakes, Limnic eruptions, Meteorological disasters, Blizzards, Droughts, Tornadoes all summed up results in the loss of hundreds of millions of most valuable human lives, let alone the infrastructure loss they create,” said Science. “What did you do to the Earth’s biggest scientific invention, the Nuclear power, in the Fukushima mishap in Japan and in many other such outbursts? I wished to take the whole world to new heights by blending the nuclear power into people’s lives and make them powerful forever in possible aspects. I wanted to give them nuclear electricity, pollution free technology, security and a lot more. But you demolished that precious path in just a matter of days and made the world fear my nuclear technology.”

“Dear Science, before you talk about Fukushima nuclear disaster, let’s talk about Chernobyl nuclear power plant explosion. It was the biggest scientific disaster ever to happen in the history of mankind, causing  more than 985,000 premature cancer deaths world wide which were a result of the nuclear radiation conflated into the atmosphere that day. It was a man made disaster. It was a signboard cautioning the human beings how adverse and fatal the decisions of Man can be towards the well-being of its species. And, what about Bhopal gas cataclysm that killed many people just at a breath of the poised air? Should a development be that disastrous? And about your nuclear power rise, what arose the need for the development of such dangerous nuclear technologies which if gone wrong would stand as a threat to the entire life on earth? Yes, you needed nuclear electricity because you made the water in the world deplete to lowest heights, thus resulting in low water production that can't provide enough electricity to satisfy the human needs for future. You needed less pollution now, because you now realized the peril you’ve brought upon yourself in the form of Global Warming. If you would’ve maintained everything in the proper proportions from the very beginning, you would not have tried for the invention of such terror-stricken technologies like nuclear power and atomic bombs. With the encounter of all the above events it ought to be clear to you by now that be it development or destruction, you’re making it for yourself, dear Science. But, it is my responsibility to count for the well-being of my home in the long run, so when something catastrophic is in the queue, I involve to clean up and be an eye opener. Cyclone and tsunami that occurred in Fukushima was one such result. Because of that, people all around the world have to a great extent realized the disorder that is resulting in the name of development, and started to take required measures to put a check on such nuclear catastrophes in the future. I have to teach lessons to my kids sometimes, even if it might cost me something, because that is what will stay in the times yet to come,” said Nature.

And the discussion goes on, but for how long!

Nature and Science are not two different things, they are something that live within one another. A balance is to be maintained between Science and Nature without craving for naïve explorations that jeopardize the sustenance that flows between every Human being to walk on the Earth. Let us not cripple the bridge in between, and thus fall into the abyss at the cost of self. Overwhelmed with comforts let us not ignore the basic environmental responsibility we all carry in our lives today. With the unending thirst for power, arrogant upper hand over the other nations and in search  for personal comforts even at the cost of planet’s long life, we’re actually bluffing ourselves in front of a bonfire that is gradually burning up the home we live in. 

 

So, by using the great repository of knowledge that is gifted to mankind in the form of Science let us all be good Human beings towards Nature and make this haven a human Heaven.

Written by:

Krishna Kanth

(an N.I.Tian)

Will Education and Economy endanger India’s Backbone???

Education, the sector that is fastly changing into new forms and raising to new heights in the present day scenario of our country. Some period ago, there used to be very less outlook for people into education and its premier institutes. But, it all changed now, everyone is aspiring that their next generations to go into studies and gain jobs, rather than getting their kids into their inherent family practices. This is emphatically a good sign for a country’s development, but at what cost?

Raising demand for education may go very far, and there might come a time in far future when we will have a whole generation comprising - engineers, doctors, software developers, sportsmen, military men, teachers, bank employees, pilots, charted accountants, businessmen, and a lot lot kinds more. This is good, but the point we’re missing here is this whole generation if comprises only them then what about the farmers, whom we consider as the makers of our country’s backbone, Agriculture.
                
This my presumption might seem too ridiculous to you. Let me make myself clear before I move forward, I’m not at all saying that education ought to be of limited provision, so that helpless kids can be thrown into agriculture to do farming, but just imagine, if education is being provided to each and every kid in the country, irrespective of their economic status, just like it should actually be provided, what might it result in. According to the thinking of present generation, a person who is well educated won’t go back into farming, leaving the jobs he can get with his educational qualification, and even his parents won’t like him to work in mud under the sun for the whole year, even after working so hard to study for so many years. Due to the fast-changing economic trends, and education being the only promising path that leads to an easy and luxurious life style, with jobs that produce money at the end of every month, unlike the seasonal agricultural incomes, which are usually going unseasonal these days, agriculture is being looked down upon. This is a bad sign for a country’s prosperous survival, and worse to a country like India whose backbone is itself the Agriculture.

India is a country that provides a very high rate of GDP through just Agriculture, but sadly it is changing now. The present day’s GDP share being contributed by the agriculture sector is deplementing. There are many reasons for it. Climatic change and raising inflation are the major causes, while there are other black-economic government practices which are causing more troublesome situations than the environment probably can. Yes, farmers are having tough times these days. Their work is being disregarded and they are facing lot of troubles to continue their farming. So, they are retrospecting themselves and wishing their kids to not have such a pathetic life style when they grow up, so they’re educating them and pushing them into corporate jobs than putting the wrenching farming into their hands.

If this situation continues, India will turn into a country which had lost its backbone and can’t stand by itself, and should import each and every food item from foreign markets, thus in one way making foreign economies our masters, yet again.

To come out of this problem, where education might totally endanger the agriculture, we need to open doors that had never been opened by the farmers of our previous generations. We have to use education to save the situation of the present day’s agriculture, and should implement new ideas into farming, both technologically and managerially.

Revolutionising entrepreneural thoughts and tactics should be put into agricultural sector, which will encourage educated people to take up farming, as the hierarichal practise of the country. Just like general stores being corporated and modernised and called as Super Markets, there should also be enough corporate involvement into agriculture and it should be ethical. Private companies should initiate farming. Corporate Farming should be upheld by corporate biggies like Reliance just like they’re now doing with a chain of Reliance products, and still better if numerous notable corporate companies come into this Corporate Collective Farming. This has more good to do to the new generations by raising curtains to the advent of new technological based farming companies that will be started by educated persons, taking it up as a National Entrepreneural venture.

                                            
This all can change the view of present generation and many yet to come, towards the Indian Agriculture. This all can be done when the whole thing is taken up as a service to the country, just like how soldiers secure the Indian borders who believe in it as serving the country rather than earning a living through it.

If it is a service restricting the illegal trespassers into the country, it is a bigger and more responsible service to provide a stronghold to the Indian Backbone, and letting the country stand by itself, rather than being a parasite in the field of Agriculture.

Written By:
Krishna Kanth [an NITian]

Someone Somewhere gets Associated

When we undergo a situation of happiness, we just don’t take it all alone, except for some individual and very personnel situations. In rest of the times, we normally remember someone special when we go through a nice feeling, or yes even a tragic moment. I bet many of you had remembered your loved ones when Sharukh loves Kajol in DDLJ, you all have felt with your Dil how lovely such a feeling would be, to meet your heart’s heroine. You know what, your association of your ‘special someone’ to that situation is the main reason for that film’s such a historical success. And same rule applies for Titanic too, coz some (actually many) people, who never had a chance of having their loved ones in their life forever had associated the situation to their real lives.

  

Ok, apart from the cinematic view of it all, it is actually true for real life too.

Let us suppose that in life you want to be a great musician like A.R.Rahman or a revolutionary dancer like Micheal Jackson, I bet you will get a high-ness when you even think of these people. You will feel that you too are going to be like them someday. Here, you’re associating your aspirations to those people’s success, and imagining the same kind or even better success in your life. This makes you happy subconciously.

We want people to be like us. We very easily get comfortable with people who are having similar thoughts like us or even with similar problems like ours. It gives us a kind of strength which tells us ‘you are not alone’. We feel like associating with a celebrity who once had same problematic situations like you are now having, and came out of it with success, so here you imagine to become like him, and want to come out of your problems and get success, like he did.

On the contrary, imagine yourself being in a grave situation and have no one who had seen such situations before. Where would you go for help? From whom would you get inspiration to come out of it strong?

So, associating someone special to a situation gives you strength, which tells you that it is possible for you too, if it had been possible for someone else. And, this kind of strength is very important for life, because it shows you what you are capable of achieving in your life. It opens new doors for you to enter an unexplored path of life, and it assures you that the hurdles that you’re going to face on the journey along the path are passable.

So, seeing someone achieving their dreams in their life, and you associating yourself to them and aspiring to be like them will make you a golden road for your life, but you will need to do the work that they’ve done, or may be even better work.

Aspire to become like someone, but always try to achieve better than that someone.

Written by:
Krishna Kanth
(an NITian)

Pan-India’s Chai servers

I’m a student of NIT Kurukshetra, one of the best technical institutes in the Nation. I daily stroll around my campus with friends and have some chai or paranthas or stuff like that. They’re available outside my campus in the place called NIT KhoKha, they taste very good, but there is one thing that I very badly hate about them all - it is those who are serving them, they’re kids, very little young kinds of this country, with the brightest yet to come futures. They are all out of their schools, with no education, just spending their childhood serving chai to some of the most intelligent students in the country. 

  

I once asked a 10 year old child working in a nearby tea stall, which class was he studying in, he replied me with an odd look on his face saying, “What school? I’ve never been to a school? I just work here day-in and day-out, serving chai to you people.” I then asked myself, what is gonna happen to the innumerable kids of this kind, or worse, to the country’s whole next generation, indeed. 

We Indians hold a key characteristic in almost all of us, we compromise very easily with things on what they seem to look like, we never try to look beyond what our eyes can see. This is the main reason of why our motherland is still down in the dumps – we compromise on politics rooted up with corruption who publicly disagree to pass-on the bill that’s gonna do good to the country, we compromise on politicians who eat away the funds that are supposed to conduct a world class games festival with, we compromise on the country’s working system which goes on establishing Government subsidized schools but forget to recruit teachers into them, and a hell lot more. And we’re never worried about how hard these all are gonna hit back on the next generation of the country, our kids’ generation, our grand children’s generation, they’re all gonna suffer in ways unthinkable by us.

 

We keep appreciating our younger generation saying that they’re being very intelligent – when they learnt operating cell phones just at the age of 8 or 9, when they expertise in playing computer games just at  12 or 13, when they score 99% in board exams when they are 15 years old. For that matter, that ‘Younger Generation’ also includes the lives and future of the kids who - serve chai, work in homes, clean vehicles, roam around begging for bucks and even those who pick-pocket, yes, these kid’s are also important to the country. They too can be intelligent just like our younger brothers or sisters, if given a chance, but that is what they lack, one fine chance of development.

 

The younger generation that we just discussed about, who do the  hi-fi stuff with cell phones , online games and all are being that intellectual and active because they are having a very fair chance of exposure into the present and ever-changing world, it is because they all have Education, the most primary thing needed for any young kid of this country. 

 

Yes, education is the precious and the worthiest thing in this present times than ever in the history of the country.

 

Big heads of India keep bashing that the level of students entering IITs is deplementing, and some country-critics always ask why from India, despite it being Technologically one of best in the world, there is not one world class miracle like Bill Gates, chairman of Microsoft, or Steve Jobs, the late CEO of Apple Inc., or the recent revolution Mark Zuckerberg, the inventor of Facebook or so many others?

 

This question should not be asked out to the country, rather it should be asked to ourselves. Of the present Indian population, 65% of the whole are youth, the young ones, who possess the capacity to make or break the country’s future, but how can the country’s brightest future be made when it’s young generation is washing the utensils instead of being educated in the schools. 

I say they’re hidden, the people whom we want from India for it’s future are hidden among these chai servers. Indian Bill Gates, Indian Steve Jobs, Indian Larry Page and Sergy Brin, Indian Mark Zuckerberg, everyone is present also among our Indian Younger Generation, but they’re being lost in the dogma of their situations of poverty, illiteracy, hunger, and above all, they’re lost in finding their living, day by day, until their death, and with their death, the generation ends.

 

This is not changing in the country, and until this changes, no matter - How many nuclear deals the government makes with aborad, How many world class game fairs India organizes, How many cricket world cups India wins, How many politicical parties emerge, nothing is gonna save the doomsday of our mother land, and now, this doomday is not an imported one, it’s very desi, Made in India, it’s our own hand made fate.

 

We can’t do this to our country. We have to change it, it’s our responsibility as citizens of this country. We have to dedicate some part of our life to change something in this country, even if it means helping a young kid realize how important education is for his life. People should openly dedicate some of their time to develop education among young kid’s, the work being done by the organizations like ‘TeachforIndia.org’ is a very good initiative. Things like that should be encouraged.

This all have to be done, because the dreams of the needy young kids on streets are as much important as yours are for you, and this set of dreams as a whole result in the development of the country. 

 

So, let’s not be trapped in the illusion displayed by our characteristic of ‘Compromising’. Lets’s open our eyes of conscience and look into the future, and imagine how it feels to have a bright future, with well educated younger generations and intellectual people, who work for the greatness of the country and it’s endless prosperity.

 

Good Luck, my Holy Mother Land, India.

Written by:

Krishna Kanth
(an N.I.T.ian)

The Lovely Blood - Part 2 [Please read the blog "The Lovely Blood" before you continue with this one]

Mythya, as usually came to her office to work on the next day of Amar’s murder. She powered-on her PC and opened that day’s news paper, Times Of India. It carried the report of the murder that she committed the previous day. It read:

Times Of India:

There has been a murder at 122City Park, House Number 24, Delhi. A man named Amar, in his mid twenties has been brutally stabbed into his heart and murdered. This seemed like a 4^th murder in a series of such attacks, where prior to yesterday’s Amar’s  murder, three more young men of seemingly same age has also been murdered in the same way, by being stabbed into their hearts in their bed, each at a gap of 3 months time span. Delhi Police haven’t found any witnesses or clues yet, but are suspecting that these 4 murders might have been committed by a same person, due to the same kind of stab in heart, in all 4 cases. Police Department have shown an optimism when asked about finding out the murderer, they said, “We are intensly working with a keen concentration on this series of murders, we shall, in near future catch the murderer, and also find out the reason behind these murders.”

Mythya, completed reading the report, sat back relaxed in her chair. She thought, “These people always need reasons for everything. Reason. Yes, I have a reason for all those murders. A reason of belief and betrayal. I never thought I would become like this, but that reason had made me do such things, the reason behind it all - ,” she continued to retrospect into her past. 

Those were the days when Mythya’s mother Poorna was on her deathbed. Even then, the only thing bothering her is not her death but the future of her daughter. Poorna had been abandoned by the man whom she loved, the man who was the reason of Mythya’s birth, and so, Poorna became an unwed mother of Mythya. 

Poorna had faced lot of troubles to bring Mythya up in life. She, since the day Mythya was born, started hating men, as the man whom she loved had betrayed her, due to which Mythya never knew the fatherly love. Poorna always told Mythya not to believe in Men. She always cautioned her, “Never believe in a Man’s Love. It’s just the word ‘Lust’ wrongly spelt as ‘Love’. Always, beware of it’s spelling.” 

Today, when Poorna was inches away from death, she prayed to God only asking him to give her child the strength to lead her life alone, ability to differentiate between good and bad, as the world is not such a good place for an innocent girl like Mythya, with none left to care for her. Poorna, with the complete strength left in her body, moved upwards from the bed and looked into the eyes of Mythya with tears rolling down, “I am very sorry that I‘m leaving you in the middle of your life journey, from now on you have to carry on with it on your own. I again ask you not to repeat the mistake I did. Never believe in a Man’s Love, it’s just the word ‘Lust’ wrongly spelt.” And, Poorna fell back on bed - breathless, motionless and lifeless. 

Mythya, since that day, had tried to tackle with the world alone. She continued her studies in Government schools and colleges, staying in orphanages. She always kept her mother’s word about this world in her mind. But, when she came of age of becoming a woman, her mind insisted her on ruling out the last words of her mother telling her not to believe in love of a man. Yes, Mythya is now wanting a man’s support in her life, she wanted a person - whom she can share her happiness and sorrows with, who would care for her each moment of her life, who would take her as his most prized possession. Above all, Mythya was wanting a man who would Love her with his whole heart. 

Mythya exactly found one such guy, named Sanjay. Sanjay was her classmate, they both became good friends. Infact, Sanjay was the only guy whom Mythya was friends with. Until date she had never wanted a boy’s support in her life, but now, in this age, she felt difficulty in living that way, without a boy’s presence in life, forever. Sanjay was a very good guy and always cared for her, in the very same way that she always wanted a man to be. Mythya told him everything about her life and her mother’s words. He promised Mythya that he would always love her truly.

But, her heart questioned her back about her mother’s words. Mythya silenced her heart by saying, “Mom had been betrayed because she failed to find an honest man. But, I am understanding this world better than her. I determine myself to prove my mother’s words wrong.” 

Yes, Mythya since her childhood, has been very inquisitive, and really wanted to prove something wrong which is believed in the world as truth. She now wanted herself to prove that genuine love exists in this world, and she took pride in finding her answer in the form of Sanjay. She loved Sanjay a lot and Sanjay also loved back her purely. She explored some of the unseen enjoyments of human life with Sanjay. They both had a very lovely relationship with eachother, and Mythya was very happy for she proved that true love exists in this world.

But, there came one day in Mythya’s life, which changed it all. 

It was Sanjay’s birthday. He said he would announce their wish of getting married, infront of all in the party. So, Mythya was elated with joy that she is now going to live with the person who loved her truly. She visited the party with lot of hope. But, there at the party, Sanjay announced his marriage with another rich girl. Mythya was heart broken realizing the true nature of a loving man. Suddenly her mother’s words telling her not to believe a Man’s love arose in her mind.

 She failed. She failed in proving her mother’s words wrong. She could not hold the defeat. She confronted Sanjay infront of all.

“You cheated me, you promised that we both would get married, and now you’re forbidding me. Sanjay, we always loved each other truly. Why are you doing this?” Mythya asked in rage.

“Shut up Mythya, You are just a nasty orphan. You are brought up on streets, no one knows if you’ve roamed around with many guys all along your life. And now you want a decent family guy like me to love you and marry you? You are cheating me now by saying that we loved eachother. You’re a  good-for-nothing daughter of an unwed abandoned mother, you are such a disgusting thing in this world, and you are talking about Love. Huh, what a fate for love!” said Sanjay.

Tears started rolling down Mythya’s eyes.

Sanjay spoke again, “Stop pretending love with your fake tears. No one will ever love you Mythya. You are a street rat, no man would prefer a girl like you. You’re such a disgrace for any man. If by mistake, any man ever loves you, huh, that would be the last thing of his life, nothing can get more worse. Any man who loves you is nothing less than dead.” Saying this Sanjay and everyone present there laughed at Mythya.

Due to this incident, Mythya’s heart broke forever, “I failed. I believed in human love and it has costed me severely. Sorry mother, I couldn’t live up to your words. You’ve always told me not to believe in Man’s love, but I still did and I now got my answer at a very high price. My love has been disgraced, spoilt by the very same person I loved.”

Mythya couldn’t hold her defeat – defeat by her own conscience, her own love, her own faith. She spoke to her heart, “No, I can’t accept this. I won’t. I still believe that true love exists in this world. I won’t let the people like Sanjay take away my belief. I will show my mother that a woman can be truly loved by a man. I will show Sanjay that I can be truly loved by a man. And, I will prove this several times.”

“ I will find those men - who will truly love me, who would want nothing more in their lives than my love.”

Mythya bursted the outrage of defeat out of her mind by loudly howling, “Sanjay, remember this, I will show you those people who will love me as their most precious gift in their lives. I will prove it to you, not just with their words, but with their Blood. Their blood will be become the proof of their Love for me. Only their Blood filled with love for me will speak.” 

After some days, Sanjay was dead of a violent stab in his heart, by a knife.

And since then, Mythya always had only one thing in her mind - finding those people who would truly love her. And, when she found such men, she extracted her answer to Sanjay’s soul in the form of their Blood. 

She had already answered Sanjay’s soul four times, and the recent one was Amar.

“Hello, beautiful girl. My name is Vinod. Today is my first day in this office. We’re colleagues from now on. By the way, what’s your good name please?” asked a newly joined employee in the office where Mythya works.

“Hello, my name is Mythya. Nice to meet you.”

“Oh! Mythya, very nice name. Would you like to have a Coffee ?”

I would like to have blood, the Lovely Blood, Mythya  thought to herself in her mind, and smiled back to Vinod. 

Vinod felt very happy by her smile, and they both left the office to have a some good time.

Written By :

Krishna Kanth

The Lovely Blood

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Mythya was working in her office just like any other day, she was a software consultant. She was a common working class woman of mid twenties, with thoughts and needs like any woman of that age - to earn a living, to enjoy life, and also to find her love. Her life is being good these days as she had found her love, Amar. Mythya and Amar met eachother at an office conference 3 months ago and got interested in eachother’s ways of life. And, the language of their hearts matched.

Mythya picked her office phone and dialed the number of Amar, asking him to come to her office after he is done with his work at his office, just to go shopping. Their lives have been very blissful and both of them were really happy to have eachother in their lives, and now are looking forward for wedding. Amar reached her office after her working hours, and it was a weekend. So, they both have left for shopping. They’ve shopped some home furniture, and some household stuff for Mythya, they had enjoyed eachother’s presense all along the evening, and had a good dinner at a restaurant. And, they started off to their respective homes.

Amar drove Mythya to her home, where she stays alone. And they happily wished eachother their good-byes and good-nights. Amar left to his home where he stays alone too, as his parents live in their hometown somewhere down the country. He changed into night clothes, played some music at loud volume, and checked out  his Facebook updates and posted his status about his happy evening with Mythya. It was almost past 1AM in the mid-night. He felt tired and laid on his bed to go into deep sleep. He was just getting into a deeper peaceful sleep, minute by minute. The room was completely dark…. Then, the entrance door of his home clicked open, and a dark figure moved in. The figure came straight into the room in which Amar was sleeping. It stood there, put it’s one of the hands into it’s inner jacket, and pulled out a large metal knife. It moved forward and mounted on the bed and sat at the mid portion of Amar’s body. Slowly, Amar was feeling the sudden increase in weight on his body and was trying to open his eyes, but everything was dark. Amar, caught hold of a torch light beside his pillow and clicked it on and felt a sudden horror by looking at the dark figure with a knife in hand, sitting on him, for an instance he thought he was in a dream, and slowly came to consciousness, and was terrified.

The dark figure pointed the knife straight to Amar’s heart and started to speak, the voice was very cold, very strange, very terrifying, “This will be the last moment of your life, if you would be given a chance to live for something, what would that be?” Amar was loosing his mind, many reflexes worked at once in his mind to answer this simple but tricky question, but one thing influenced all other reflexes, Amar then decieded his most precious reason to live for, and started to speak, “I want to live for Mythya, my love, if there will ever be any reason for me either to die or to live, it will only be Mythya.” These words flowed into the ears of the dark figure, and the rage in it’s nerves suddenly boosted up hearing Amar’s reason to live.” The dark figure raised the knife with its both hands and landed it deeply, with full strength of its body, straight into Amar’s heart.  There was a violent outflow of blood from the heart of Amar, blood filled with an unending love for Mythya.

The dark figure got down from the bed, and switched on the lights in the room. It looked around and moved to a corner of the room where there was a big mirror situated. It removed its dark black covering from its head, and looked proudly at its face in the mirror. “You are precious to the people who even on the verge of their death, would want to live for You, only for You, only for You, only for - ” reciting this on and on Mythya purged her violent rage from her heart and nerves. She was excited to the pinnacle point of her head.  She raised the knife to her mouth and tasted the blood, “Oh!The Lovely Blood. I love the way you taste.” And, laughed out of her mind, violently.

To be Continued….!

Written By:

Krishna Kanth