Friday, September 7, 2007

Another Short Story. Inspired By RDB.

Raj was a good kid. Though he was quite stupid i must say. The idiot never though with his brain. His heart made all the decisions. i was there the day he stood near the sea. The Gateway Of India monument behind him. How he spoke with so much passion in his voice. How Four Hundred And Eighty Two young men and women listened to him with loyalty that was blind to the fact that he was just a boy fresh out of school. He was 16 i think. When you're me, it's hard to remember people's age. After about 20 minutes the police arrived.

"Lo aa gaya. Here come the Gangsters In Uniform. Now those of you who don't mind getting beaten half to death by these thugs can stay. As for the others, no hard feelings guys. I'll see you later."

Now, normally i'm good at predicting things. Hell, i'm almost always right. The almost came in became because of my prediction that day. No one moved. A lathi charge did occur that day. One that was a matter of dispute for quite a long time. Out of the Four Hundred And Eighty Three Civilians gathered at the Gateway Of India in Mumbai, India
on the 4th of August only two survived that lathi charge. I'll be picking them up shortly.
They're going to die of "Complications" due to multiple strikes of steel plated lathis on the head. Good thing Raj wasn't one of them. These two have suffered quite a lot. Raj Died from a strike right between his eyes. All the officers that took part in the charge were accused of murder. Some were transfered. Some were Not. None were punished.

As for Raj, he's right here. still waiting his turn for judgment. His case is a complicated one. Look at him, laughing and joking. Not worried at all. I love that about this boy. sigh I guess i have to go now. The two survivors have had enough.
Goodbye Human. May You See Me Only Once.


--Death.


T.G.F

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