The post ahead is the first one in the psycho trilogy and might hold your hand towards boundaries of darkess and leave you alone!
“Its so sweet, isn't it?”, Ridhima exclaimed looking deep into the mist of the cloudy sky.
“Seems a bit cynical to me!”, replied Sam!
Not your fault anyways... you are what? A dump of hatred!
so...you mean to say...???
yeah! Exactly, I mean the same, you see,,,
“Murdered seven already, what more you want?”, she was loud!
“I don't know... may be a lot lot more is yet to be done!” he said in a low voice,gazing on the sadness of the sky which only he could see.
Sameer, popularly known as Sam was studying forensic medical science in Australia, he was shot thrice in cold blood from a point blank range by a couple of Aussie Junkies on racial grounds but miraculously he was operated and he survived. In the same accident he lost his younger sister and parents. He came back to India the other day of his release from Hospital there, was now living with the girl who was his only support! Her Fiancée Ridhima was a psychiatrist in New Dehli and was observing his behavior from past 2 months. He seems to have developed a love of killing those whom he loved, It started with his flower pot collection, the went on to the burning of his childhood long stamp book, and gradually moved on to his pets. He poisoned his pair of white Mice, and strangulated his dogs, The last one was Ridhima's cat, whom he gifted to her on their first anniversary! She fell from the roof of their flat, Ridhima was sure that the cat was being thrown by none other then him.
The only question that she was to answer herself was that why on earth they were still together?
She was her doctor, the only one left to take care of him but so what? He was dangerous indeed and who else can know it better then her. It was high time when she stops putting cover on his strange activities and separate ways in life so that He can be consulted to medical care centers meant to accommodate such cases.
Today they are on the balcony. Discussing the known fact to both for the first time. She was kind and stupid at the same time to have saved Sam from this shame earlier.
“You were the One who killed my Kitty, the other day na?”, she asked firmly!
“No! How can you even think of this?” he grumbled back!
“I'm rather sure about it Sam, But hey... listen to the whole thing first...”
“Listen What Ridz? What? YOU TELL ME STRAIGHT if you want me to leave and please don't cook these fuckin plots...”
“arrey! What happened? Why on earth are you shouting?” Look! “I am trying to say...”
“That I am psycho na!....”
“Yeah! Thats what you want to say... hai na?” he carried on!
“No na! Suno pehle... just be calm! , I wish to say something first...” she said politely, keeping a hand on his cheeks!
He was sobbing hard! “Ridhima ... I am sorryyyyy yaar!”.
She was teary, time is so cruel, last 30 days for this boy were real tough, he is not actually in his senses!
She hugged her back and rubbed her hands on his shoulders! “hey... I love you a lot Sam! We can get you treated, its the first stage of this problem, Just a patch!”
“Pucca? Sure na??? More tears! He emraced her tight!
“Yes sure! I will just book the tickets, We are leaving for Bombay tomorrow, I know a center there for such cases and the Doc is a personal good friend of mine! Sidharth is practicing there... You remember? He was in the same school with us yaar, It won't be that tough to talk this out with him I am sure!
“Do whatever you want, but please save me! I am not what I was...” ,”save me”,SAVE ME!!
he held her even tighter! She kissed his forhead!
They sat on the balcony for almost an hour. He was sleeping in her arms, it was about to rain. She saw him, His bruised injuries seemed like a pain for her eyes. She muffed her hairs!
She stood up...went in and Dialed the travel agent.
“Yeah! Two tickets”
“yes.. ok ok!!”
She came out again. It was raining, she kissed his eyes. They were wet too!
He got half awake, “Hug me please...” he whispered!
They were into each others arms.
Her T-shirt from the Navel was Red!
She was stabbed!
He cried again, this time louder.
He went in. redialed the number.
“yes! Make it one!”
PS - This one is a dedication to My Friend Salil who prompted me to take up the theme of hatred and explore my writing jonoure! I purposely avoided the grey flavor to dvell more into the story cos my young readers ( so many of them who are teenagers) are always at the back of my mind and I never wanted them to be feeding cruelty from this page atleast! I will go into deeper shades of blood from the next posts in this trilogy so I am afraid that you readers have to bear with me of now! :) Hope you will enjoy reading these too!
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