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Thriller: The Ultimate Choice

Discussion in 'Stories (Fiction)' started by Tamrakshar, Jan 25, 2020.

  1. Tamrakshar

    Tamrakshar Finest Post Winner

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    Thanks Rihana for your likes and now an astute comment! It's very difficult to disagree with any of the observations you made.

    The thread is calm mainly because of my profile picture of a cassowary, a dangerous bird who can kill any large cat. My profile comment "Let Me In" is not helping either. Anyway, the story is being read, and that's not bad.
     
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    Thanks for your feedback! For too long Rajan hadn't seen any failure in his career. It had been a steady upward movement for him. He had been a dedicated worker, but unfortunately for him his job became redundant in the era of automation. He could not bear the huge shock, and he detested the failures most. That made him suicidal. Let's see what happens next.
     
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    Episode 7

    Rob, the CEO of the MNC where Rajan worked, was a naturalist by heart. He loved greenery so much that he suffered from extreme uneasiness when he was stuck in the jungle of concrete for even 8 hours continuously. That's why he created a beautiful garden on the roof of the building. The roof was huge: space was no constraint there.

    Rob decorated the garden with a variety of colourful large plants, shrubs and small trees, ground covers, annuals. Among the large plants, Japanese maple, hawthorn, magnolia, golden hornet and ornamental pear provided the perfect ambience for soothing eyes. There were plenty of colourful flowers like daffodil, bluebells, silverbells, jasmine etc that made the garden a virtual paradise.

    Rob used several different colors for walls, floor, railings, furniture and containers. The colourful containers of different sizes gave a great look to his rooftop garden. Rob used transparent glass instead of a parapet wall. The glass wall was 8' tall in height and 4" thick.

    Rob used an artificial fountain as the focal point of his garden. He not only placed wooden furniture, but also placed a few swings in the garden for recreation purpose. Rob himself spent at least half an hour everyday in the evening after a days hazardous work. The garden looked even more beautiful with the LED lights. Rob even had a few drinks during his blissfull sojourn here.

    The time after 7 PM was exclusively reserved for Rob. But, during the day any one could visit here for 30 minutes for free. There was no derath of people to visit this place where they could recharge their body batteries. Most people preferred the half an hour of lunch time where they needed no permission from anybody. For any other time, it needed a permission pass from the departmental head to enter here. The time of half an hour hour after the scheduled departure time of 6 PM needed no permission either. However, the crowd during this time was very thin, as every one was in hurry to go back to home.

    Rajan loved this place very much, but because of his work pressure, which was excessive to say the least, he could not be a regular visitor of this place. But whenever Rajan visited here, he always saw the same expression, or lack of expression on Fred's visage. It appeared to Rajan that this guy was born without a funny bone. He never greeted anybody, and whenever he had to reciprocate, a distinct expression of surliness appeared on his face. Had it been any other day, Rajan wouldn't have dared to offer him a bribe. But, this day was different. Rajan had a plan, and he wouldn't sit idly by to see it going down the drain.

    Rajan was intoxicated to the limit, and his his heart had already been pumping hard. At that moment, the heart beat became so fast that Rajan could hear them: : lub-dub, lub-dub, lub-dub.

    "5 minutes only", Fred tried his best to maintain his calm composure, but Rajan, even in his intoxicated state, could clearly see a glint of greed in his eyes. He pocketed the money at a supersonic speed.

    "That's enough buddy! That will do." Showing Fred the thumbs up sign, Rajan lumbered his way towards the roof.

    The fresh air enlivened Rajan's dead soul so much that for a brief moment he thought of changing his plan. But later on, again, his jaws stiffened, and he went towards the glass railing.

    "Oh my", Rajan exclaimed when he tried to climb onto the wall. He never noticed that it would be too tall for him to climb on it in his drunken state. He jumped many times in vain. He was sweating heavily. He looked at his watch. 4 minutes had already passed. He knew Fred would call him if he did not come back within the stipulated time. But his head stopped working. He tugged his hair forcefully with his fists. Within one minute, the peevish bearded collie might come out and water on his plan to die in an auspicious moment.

    Suddenly, an idea flashed in his head, and he slapped himself hard for not getting it earlier. He hurriedly fetched one small container, and boy, his problem was solved. Very easily he climbed onto the 4" thick wall.


    His head had been spinning, his feet were unsteady, still he folded his both hands in the Hindu mode of worshipping. He chanted mantras and prayed to God for his salvation. "Om Namo Shiva" for the last time he prayed, and looked downwards for jumping.

    But, when he looked downwards, he got scared. He never had vertigo, but looking down from the glass railing on the roof of a skyscraper frightened him to the core. He said to himself, "No, I don't want to do this." He tried to turn back for descending down from the railing. But he was too inebriated to do it properly, and lost his footing.
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    Archana didn't know how long she had been lying on the cold floor thinking hard to find out how she came here. The pain on her body seemed to have subsided a bit, or it could have been that her body became accustomed to the excruciating pain by then. But, a huge, new problem had cropped up: hunger and thirst. It appeared to her that she hadn't eaten anything in the last 24 hours. Hunger was not the thing that could unsettle her, but it was the thirst that she always found very challenging during her "vratas" when she was not allowed to eat or drink anything.

    But, this was different. She never felt so much of weakness during her maximum of 12 hour of fasting. She could realize that she was dying slowly.

    "Help, please help", she cried at the top of her lungs.

    "Is there anybody? I am dying. Please give me some food and water." She again tried her luck.

    But, no one responded. Very exhausted, very frustrated Archana again tried to remember what happened next.

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    To be continued on Wednesday night
     
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    Well described about roof garden and it was nice feeling to imagine that beautiful roof garden in front of me. Hope for someone/Fred will save Rajan. Oh! I have to wait to read next episode until Wednesday.:icon_pc:
     
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    I am happy to read your superb narration and great imagination. But I am feeling sad to read about Rajan's plight.
     
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    Thanks Mistt for your nice comment! Actually, I have been slightly busy. So, 2 episodes in a week! Thanks for your patience!
     
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    Thanks Riverstream for your encouraging comment. Wait for few hours, Rajan's plight will be known.
     
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    Episode 8

    "What are you doing Archu? This is wrong!" Somehow, Sid could release himself from the lip-lock.

    "What is wrong in it baby?" Archana's pupils expanded in astonishment. It seemed to her that Sid had asked the stupidest question in the world!

    "You are a married woman! You have a husband." Sid was very nervous. His voice trembled, and he stammered a bit, not to mention his heartbeat sounded like drums.

    "Oh come on baby! You are not a puritan. You address me Honey. Don't you?" Archana was in no mood of wasting time. So, she bowled a yorker.

    Sid again fumbled, as no satisfactory answer occurred in his head.

    "Or, are you engaged with someone else?" Her voice raised in anger, and Sid was again caught off guard.

    Sid himself was caught in a dilemma between his desires and morality, and he could understand that the hormones were getting the upper hand. Now those questions made him with no option but to surrender himself to the situation.

    From the body language of Sid, it didn't take more than a second for Archana, even in her intoxicated state, to understand that now it was the moment that she had been expecting for long. So, without wasting any time she took off her saree. She stood in front of Sid opening her both arms in invitation. As dumbfounded Sid sat standstill, Archana took her blouse and petticoat off. Now, she was in only bra and panty, the hot lava of desires burning her soul.

    "Oh my Gosh", was the expression that came out spontaneously from Sid's mouth. It was not that Sid hadn't seen women's body in adult films, but this was the first time in his life when he realized that sitting in front of an amorous bella donna could be so rapturous! If he was a candle, he had been completely melted. If he was TNT, he was ready to explode.

    Archana was still standing with her arms stretched. Sid could no longer ignore the invitation. So, he stood up, willing to take Archana in his arms.

    But suddenly, his phone announced, "Malati calling, Malati calling", and started to ring.

    "Holy ****!" Both Sid and Archana uttered the expletive simultaneously.

    "Who the hell is this killjoy Malati? Cut the call." Archana hissed.

    Sid's face turned pale, and the romantic vibes vanished in thin air. Because, Malati was the lady whom the entire staff of his company feared. She was the face that the management had been using when they needed to sack someone. She had warned everyone to answer her calls within two rings, else they knew what could happen.

    It was well rumoured in the company that she had once fired a Pakistani guy for absenting without informing the management for only 3 days. There was no reason for Sid to disbelieve the story, as the contract he signed with the company had stringent conditions, and many things depended on the good will of the management.

    Today, Sid absented from the office without informing anyone. He knew Malati never granted any leave without valid reasons, and nothing stopped her from ferreting the real reason. So, it took no time for fear to take control of his mind, and the romance seemed to have been given a punishment of lifetime imprisonment.

    "Show up within half an hour" was the crisp but stern message she delivered before cutting off the call. Sid darted towards the door like a bullet.

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    No light was coming from anywhere in the room. Despite remaining here for more than an hour Rajan could not see anything. How can it be so dark inside the room, was there no window or door here, Rajan wondered! Rajan felt sharp pain in his forehead. It appeared to him that he fell on his forehead. As no other body part was paining, Rajan inferred that it was his forehead that took the entire impact of the fall. Rajan was happy for a moment, but very soon he realized that he was as hungry as a lion who hadn't eaten for a month.

    "Hello? Is there anybody here?" Rajan cried for help. But, like the last time no one answered. Intermittently, Rajan tried his luck for at least 2 hours. He could tolerate pain, but he couldn't ignore hunger. In his childhood, when the provisions were in short, he drank jugs of water whenever he felt hunger.

    Flabbergasted, Rajan resigned to his fate. He tried to think what happened after his loss of balance on the railing in the roof.

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    To be continued on Saturday night
     
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    You brought Malathi into the story at right time :beer-toast1:. Actually, she saved them from the embarrassing/guilty moments in future.
     
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    Well Mistt, they were engulfed in the fire of passion. Future was not in consideration at that point. But yes, the phone call from the fearsome boss saved them for the time being.
     
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