I couldn't sleep all the night.. darkness prevailled in the cell and tat gave me more visions towards the death room..
i hated darkness.. i hate my life ... i couldnt take my fingers from my neck.. i was feeling the rope all the time .. even though i never came to know the reason why i was not killed .. i wished to hear a reasonable answer for that.. i actually wanted to see the end.. were i can meet my dear ones.. again and again.. and of course i hate rebirths too...
may be am the first person to have given such a last minute privilege... all the night i was thinking about this..
and the feeling at that time was horrible..
wen u cant see any thing .. u hear everything..
that's the position when u stand there .. i heard every tiny sounds.. the man gripping hard to the lever of the hanger to make the kill.. the boots moving .. climbing of steps... the rope was kind of oily or waxy.. i could feel its cold sticky attitude on my neck.. i wanted to say all these to the man who stood back... who cares .. i don't know ,, were there was any body waiting for me outside.. since i refused to see any body .. i was totally unaware of wats going there outside..
in between i cud hear the the sound of the stick hitting the cells bars.. as the police man took his rounds..
i slept for a few min in between with my hands and fingers closed ,.. and sudenly a sound came along with the light..
its my room mate.. "
" YOU HAVE A GUEST" he said to me
" COME OUT YOU ... " police man shouted
i was half asleep .. so just followed orders
i combed my hair with my fingers and rubbed my eyes..
number 89 was was printed on my chest and its my name now a days.
i was amazed to see her parents on the visitors room
they both hated me
i know that very well
but today
their eyes said different emotions
they r not angry
they r sad
may be becoz am alive
ahhhh
her mother had just wiped the tears and its well visible..
" WAT WAS HIS CRIME? " old man asked the police man while pouring some water to the tomatoes..
at first the police man didnt reply.. but his strong eye piercing look made him utter a few..
" he killed a girl and her husband : "..
" who was they " ... this time he was clearing some grass from the bottom and never looked up for making that question
" the girl was his college mate and .. " paused ... " ya .. Renuka" .. "hope you had heard in news
about that.."
"how can i , am not living in a star hotel na" he jus murmured
" why did he ?"
"he was mad!!"
" i dont think so .." touching the green tomatoes .. he replied..
" any how i know that much.. he killed her and her husband .. and was to be dead yesterday.."
every police guy is so familiar with the old and they can resist him.. one will be always there as a guard for this fellow.. old man walked around the garden and kept thinking .. it took only ten minutes to see the boy back and old man waved at him to come ..
with a half hearted he came and sat on a stone near by ..
but the police man was rude enough to make him stand up.. old man ignored the back grounds and directly asked .. " who wanted to see u alive"
" no one" he smiled..
"then who came"
" her father and mother"
he looked at his eyes for a few seconds.. it was all blurred with tears and about to be red due to rubbing..
"who is Renuka" a direct hit again..
the boy just starred at him and was confused to say or not
took a deep breath and said" she was my neighbor.. and my friend or more than that in the college"
" u loved her ?"
" yes"
" so u killed her "
" i didnt "
" ahha ..this is not a hindi film.. that u escape and take revenge and prove innocence" old man was little angry when he said tat
" i am not the hero either" boy was also arrogant
" what the hell.. eat this.." he gave a tomato ..
boy looked at the police man ..
" just eat " old man said.. " he wont take shares from tomato,.."
poor police man.. just moved a bit away and made the area clear for them.. he was annoyed ..
" i didn't kill any body.. i just lost everyone in an hour.. and i don't have to prove that to any one .. no one is left to hear me.. am a looser.. """ his head looked the earth and he pressed hard on to the tomato wen he said that..
" tomatoes are harm less.. u need one more ?" old man got one more ..
" u eat .. am not in a mood "
" look .. do you know who i am.. " old man looked at his eyes firmly
" no.. you never spoke"
" ok.. i dont deal with kids.. but.. you are good .. am not going to ask what happened or why you did .. i will say.. in your destiny it was written .. you will eat tomatos with me .."old man said
" who are you .. at least tell me that" boy was curious..
a smile was born for that question.. " am just an old man... growing tomatoes... and am not called by numbers like u .. because am a real bad man .."
bell rang out and many prisoners started back to form lines..
" now the job will change.. i will be here.. break the rocks hard.. will see at lunch"" old man waved him when he joined a line...
TO BE CNTD..
