Post by blogger Rashmi Kamath
i entered the lift and kept my soaking wet umbrella down. i was
drenched. but that was ok, i was almost home and i could sit with a
cup of hot chocolate and look at the rain outside my window from my
favorite armchair. it had been a long day, and i was beyond tired. i
reached my floor, gathered my stuff and hunted around my purse for my
keys. there was a flash of lightening and the thunder followed. it
scared me. even though i had lived alone for the past 17 years, i had
never been afraid. but that day – i was. but i shrugged the feeling
off and opened my door. ah!! the comfort of home. i dropped my keys
into its basket, turned the corner and – i saw him. well the first
thing i saw was the light shining off the barrel of his gun. he was
sitting in my armchair with his eyes closed. he smiled and said, ” i
have been waiting for you, for a very long time.”
i could feel the fear shooting up and down my spine. my hands were
cold and my brain froze.
i gulped and replied. “yeah.. i guess i had this one coming.”
he finally said,”so.. am i just supposed to kill you now?”
“no apologies? no pleas? no explanations?”
“i don’t think so..”
“so you killed my baby daughter because you had nothing better to do??”
i didn’t reply.
“thanks to what you did my wife left me, i turned into this vengeful
person who didn’t think before doing, i became a hit man just because
i wanted to find you, i have had this searing pain in my chest for the
last 15 years and you have nothing to say????”
i still didn’t reply.
“fine, if that’s the way you want it.”
i looked right into the muzzle as he placed his finger on the trigger.
but he didn’t shoot. i looked at him and he said, “last chance.”
“i was aiming for someone else.”
and then it went off. i fell to the ground and i could see my blood
oozing out of my chest.
yes, i was not the victim here, he was. he had lived his life based on
wrath. wrath that i caused. why was i trying to shoot someone? that’s
a whole other story..
as i felt the life seeping out of me, i looked at the rain outside my window.