He wrote “kill me”

This is a work of fiction-its_vishu

It was morning I was on my bed just woke up after a bad nightmare. ‘I was to rescue Batman from joker and I was killed by Joker’-this was my nightmare.

When I came back after my jog, my watchman gave me a courier and I went to my house. I opened the courier box,it was a diary from my friend Mark. It also had a letter written by my friend has some blood on it . I was tensed, I opened the diary , most of the pages were white and clean.Some pages were torn and some were literally ‘inked’ .

I lost interest in it and had the diary and the letter in my shelf and went to the college.

In the evening , while browsing  I looked at the shelf ,I couldn’t resist exploring the diary.

So I took out the diary and carefully looked to the pages,I found something was written on the pages which were inked .

I found nothing in the first pages,on the page which dated 09/09 I found something written.

09/09/01:

It was a very narrow road,which was wet and it was dark on the streets I was really scared to move at this part of the time.But I want to die and I don’t have the courage to kill myself,so an accident or somebody killing me I thought is better. I know the nigguhs actually have the balls to kill people so I was on the road in search of nigguh. I found no one and while I was walking in the narrow streets filled with  graffiti my phone rang , it was my dad and he said he was in the pub and couldn’t find me .(I lied to dad,I said I went to a party but there was no party!!).

I was disappointed and went to the pub and then came  home and started writing this dipping the tip of my pen in the blood of mine.

The Letter:

I didn’t sleep last night it was really paining, I thought committing suicide is an easy  ,but it is not that easy. I thought to write the whole story in this diary and wanted to post it to Frank , but why should I disturb him ?

How about  a suicide note?? no..no.. if I mention Frank’s name he’ll be in trouble. So I need an idea to actually post this diary as soon as I die to Frank!

I’ll fill the pages as long as I live and before  I die  I’l post it to Frank. So I had the diary wherever I went and I wrote whatever I want to.

I gona die! towers falling

11/09/01:

I woke up and I was really excited when  my phone showed me the missed call and with the name Rachel,  and there was a message saying “see U at Au Bon pain – Lower Manhattan,at 10′am’,this is what I wana tell u..”

Mark and Rachel  met at Au Bon pain and after their breakfast ,Mark was really disturbed by Rachel’s words as she said she was dating another guy of his college  they were walking on the West Street,when a flight pierced into the twin towers and in a few minutes another flight struck WTC and the towers began to fall . Rachel and Mark began to run . The crowd near the WTC began to run as the towers began to fall and there was dust all over the place. Mark started running into the WTC after giving his diary and the letter to Rachel saying to post that to Frank.

Mark was trying to help people out and he rescued some before he was crushed by the buildings ,which were crushed by planes!!

Few days later, Rachel who was in despair after reading the letter of Mark, cut her throat not before she posted the letter and diary to Frank .

In this way,Frank received Mark’s diary which was studded by words in blood which said “kill me”

P.S. -> The dates mentioned in this post are  of DD/MM/YYYY format.

A BEAUTIFUL SUICIDE

The one which you are going to read now..is a fiction material which is written,based on the events that took place  around me.

FICTION:

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It was a drowsy evening when it started raining and i was on bed peeping through my window,looking at a sparrow which was wounded..and trying to fly.After few minutes,when the rain got stronger and  the sparrow unable to bear the drops shooting it, fell down the tree,down into the water and was going with the flow.... i thought where would it go,with the flow and was looking at the sky which wore a black cloud dress along with lighting sparks..a real spectacular view..a shout!!! brought to me to this world,when...

sparrow which made us meet

The lightning along with me saw a girl, who was trying to pick the sparrow…Me being too lazy just watching her and the sparrow in her hand. But she made me run towards her as she was bleeding as a heavy stone rested on her leg,which was soft and smooth. I went near her,to help her. Took the stone placed it aside with a great effort,while watching the water around her turn red with her blood..without her permission took her in my arms bit carefully,took her to  my home.. placed her on my bed..

She was bleeding along with the little sparrow..her beautiful face filled with ocean of tears,for a moment i thought it was due to pain which she had..i came to know that I was wrong ,when she said “thank you for saving this sweet sparrow” , with a little smile on her face and it was lovely…after the rain repressed,along with her bleeding,she started feeling better along with me as i was worrying about her..

The rain was great, it just took things it got..the power lines started resting on roads as if they were sleeping ..very close to the roads..and the roads filled themselves with water..It was night,when i lighted a candle and went to her, who was in my room with her long curly hairs on my pillow..

I saw her in the light of the candle,for the first time when she was closing her eyes and her palm touching my hand..She was beautiful,very beautiful and soft with the dried tears on her face,which left their marks on her cheeks..I’m not willing to wake her up,just looking at her in the candle light..I touched her toe for the second time,after the first aid..I could still feel the warm red drops of her,which got  mixed along  with my tears for her..

After a few thousands of seconds…

she woke up,unable to move her leg touched me with her soft palm,and woke me up,while i was sleeping in my couch next to her..

I was lost in her,looking at her until she asked me about the sparrow,to which i replied it was with my mom who was looking after it.The candle lost itself in time,i told her to remain where she was and brought a new candle along with something for her to eat.. She asked me to have some light near her wounded leg,saw her leg with bandage and thanked me for that,ignoring my eyes which got stuck watching her beautiful lips..so pink..

The Next Day….

When the sun hit her back hard with his rays,she saw me on the couch sleeping,unable to move called my name,so sweetly that made me awake,and made me to come at her,when she asked me looking into my eyes, to drop her in her house, i just took her in my arms to the car and then to her place and gave the sparrow,which made me find her…

after few months….

she called me and said ” I wana meet you,share with you something”,and we met…after a long silence,

she said “my parents died a week ago”,  I was not in a state  to respond.. after a minute,looking into her blue eyes, i uttered a stammer “how??”

she had her head down..looking into the pond,said “it was an accident,and now she was an orphan”

the pond where we met

As those words  struck me,i took her to my mom,and said what she said to me..as my mother asked to stay her along with us for a few days,we went to her house,where she arranged her things with difficulty and her hairs moving on her face touching her lips..she looked amazing … We had our dinner and she slept with my mom and I was very happy for her…she in my house!!!

The autumn arrived..and one perfect morning,when the sun was friendly with the trees and other plants,the sunlight and the leaves of few trees turned to a golden yellow..I’m going home from the park i turned back if she is alive or not… she is hung to a tree, I still remember the wounded leg,which had a scar on it, was wavering when i was running for her.. along with cool breeze in the deserted garden..

deserted garden

The day before which she committed suicide,she said things which made me  realize the pain in her, and my thoughts of making her happy were just too small…when she said she wants to die,and needed help, my hands were touching her cheeks  harder and faster with a force in them…after I slapped her,she stayed silent for  a minute and said ” please help me..I wana go to my parents” . I asked her what is the reason for her to die..

she said ” I love my parents,they are not here,then why should I be here….” ..her voice was soundless when she said these words… I asked her why can’t she stay with my family, she didn’t answer that question..and left the room..

She woke me up early in the morning, gave a letter to me and took me to garden far from the neighborhood…closed my eyes, the garden was beautiful,very calm..I thought for a moment I can propose her,and tell her that I care for her… After closing my eyes,she came to my ear,I can feel her breath and whispered in my ear “open the letter,only when you hear my voice,and you should read the letter before coming to me…”,saying this she took an oath.

I caught her by hand,and kissed her lips,for which she said ” I love you” and left me..and I was waiting for her sweet voice…

But I never heard her voice,I opened my eyes and I could see my beauty far away…hung her herself to a tree..I ran towards her,but her legs stopped moving along with her heart…another letter fell from her hand along with leaves of the tree and got wet in my tears,

the letter said ” I love you..I love my parents,yesterday night i thought of you a billion times and couldn’t come to this place leaving you,I want to see you for the last time..This is the place where my  parents bought me every autumn.but this autumn you bought me here..I want you take care of your parents,and never leave them…I couldn’t live my life without my parents,and baby please don’t try to save me..and this is the only gift I want from you..and leave me in this place,this is my favorite place..in the whole world…love you..”

After reading this,i just touched her toes and was crying like hell…kissing her toes,touching the scar..She made me think,again and again..I couldn’t leave the place ,but after all I love her,and I’ll do what she said to me,what she asked me to do…

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 ”All I want to say is suicidal tendency,is the way of liberation of yourself from the pain…All of us have an aim or a target,a crush and parents..Please do remember when you want to die for your crush,you’ll taking your life along with your parents lives!!

When you know your aim is dead realize that you are dead, when your parents are dead……you live for their dreams and do not die!! ” -  its vishu