Mystery Of The Murder...

Mystery
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Sitting at the same old desk in the office... wouldn't just let me feel my legs on the ground out of angst inside my mind, due to Zara's illogical demand... I love her but accepting her demand would not only destroy my lovely family but also kill my soul... it is 11:11 pm when my phone buzzed... I saw on the wall clock placed just above the table on the left corner... but when I looked at the name displayed on the screen, blown my core out shivered, and in a fraction of a moment, a thick layer of sweat coated on my forehead but holding all the horses... I wore a big smile and wiped all the sweat with my forearm before I picked up my phone...

and uttered, "hey Zara, I will be back soon... don't worry... my love..."

from the other side, a loud voice screamed, "Do you still feel... I called you for asking when you gonna meet me?... then, you are highly dumb!!!... rather I called you to ask you whether are you going to accept my demand or not?... "

I replied scratching my head as I tend to do while I'm confused, " hey... please try to understand... you know I can't... try to understand..." but it was interrupted by a scream again...

" then wait for the consequences..."

" hey... please don't..." I stuttered, but the call ends in between... she doesn't even let me complete my sentence... and hung up the call...

I clenched my wrist as hard as I can... and quickly I shoved all my belongings into my bag... and rushes home...

as soon as I reached halfway... suddenly all my determination to fulfill Zara's wish vanished... and all sorrow, all bad things which I could imagine... replaced my determination... into fear of losing my loved ones... how can I do this? she doesn't even give me any chances... how can I deny? when I love her... how do I refuse when I know her... if I don't do what she wants... I will lose her forever... and if I did... oh Allah... my head is going to burst... what I couldn't even imagine... how would I do that??? what kind of situation is this... where you put me, Allah!!! but somehow I reached home by dawdled walk...

As soon as I rang the door... "knock-knock..."

and the door was opened by my lovely beautiful six-year-old girl... and welcomed me warmly... her sparkling eyes with a bright smile made me feel that "how worst dad I am...???" but instantly she kisses me and followed by hug... which forces me to forget all my worries in the warmth of her innocent love... and then, I entered inside the door... from where everything is very visible... I could see my pretty wife already prepared the delicious food and she welcomed me angrily... and said: "why were you late?" then a flooding big smile covers her face and she continued, " you came late today... all food is getting cold please come and eat fast..." but as soon as I saw her... I recalled the zara's wish... and I got blank...

I don't utter a word... as I have no energy to face her... so, straight away I sit on my chair... and start nibbling the food... the food is so delicious that I again forgot all my worries and start praising her and eventually kisses her hand... and again I recall about Zara's requisition... and rampant formed between us... so I went to washroom for brushing my teeth... to avoid the encounter... now, I have no strength to look at her eyes and cried as much as I can... finally I made my mind straight... I took my office bag and I went straight into the hall where my wife and my daughter were playing together...

I yelled, "looking straight into my wife's eyes... why do you make me do this?..." and took out the gun from the office bag... I could see my hands were shivering... I could see the tears in my wife's eyes and the happiness, innocence, and sweetness in my daughter's eyes...

I yelled again " why you make me do this Zara?... answer me... and I pointed the gun towards her with my grumbling forearm... and then shoot my daughter on her head... and then pointed the gun towards my lovely wife... Zara... and shoot her too... this time with hate for her and the guilt for killing my daughter... and the gun fell from my hand... my sweet family suddenly in the pool of blood... and after few moments I gathered some courage again, to hold the gun again and I placed the gun on my head... to kill myself... as now, I don't have any desire to live... and closed my eyes... and about to press the trigger without any hope to live this life again... but someone holds my hands from behind... and said... I will fix this...

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