3hree Days

He stood there. He knew, a step backward meant a troubled ‘life’, a step ahead meant an unadorned leap to death. Suraj stood on the railing of his terrace, the sun drowning behind his back, the orange making way for black. Suicide, a cowardly act of bravery, Suraj’s heart thumped alternate beats of cowardice and bravery. Birds chirping, a surrounding which would make for a poetic dusk, he took the dreaded step forward and plunged to death; the orange of his life and the evening, gorily faded into lifeless black.

A day later, Akansha tried hard to feel sad for her colleague’s death, a death which fetched the employees of her new, small modest company a day off. Relieved that she finally got a day to rest, she tried to feel for the death of a colleague she hardly knew. She tried to paint Suraj’s face on her mind, making it a jig saw more than a clear painting. She couldn’t recollect any interaction with him except for the one time when he welcomed her with a brief smile into the lift. Anyway, she decided she shouldn’t spoil her mood with such depressing thoughts, so she picked up her bath towel and entered the bathroom. Thud!
A plain high pitched beep, an unbearable noise in her head she noticed as she gently tried to open her eyes. She found herself on the floor, the water from the shower washing off all the blood on those white floor tiles. With her blurred vision, she could see diluted red all over the floor, the hand shower thrown to one corner, and as she struggled to look up, she found a huge human figure with blurred drops of blood strewn on his black attire. Her state of complete inability for any kind of action, she only could stare at the huge human figure with blood and fear still gushing out of her veins. She faintly began to hear an echoed voice, a man’s voice she figured out. She could hear the giant man with an echoed voice better now – “You killed him, didn’t you?”

“Whom did I kill? Who …… are …. you?” she struggled.
The water from the shower still pouring on her feet, like music for terror and shock.

“Ah! Me? I’m someone everyone fears” he came closer to her face, “You want to take a guess?”

“Who are you?” she whispered. She raised her throttled voice- “Why are you doing this to me?”

“If you really want to know who I am, here it is.” He picked some diluted blood from the floor with his cupped fingers, stared into her eyes for a full minute, and poured it back on the floor- “I am ‘Death’.” He pulled up a stool, and settled with a smile- “Now tell me you don’t fear me.”

The noise in her head, the pain of injury and the mental shock didn’t help in trying to understand what this man was talking about. She held her stare trying to clear her vision.

“Let’s keep this simple. Do you want to die?” he sounded serious again.


He laughed; laughed scarily – “You human beings are all the same. Boring.” He looked firmly into her eyes- “Here’s the deal. I will send you 3 days back in time from when your colleague died. Your job is to prevent him from suicide.” He bends, moves closer to her- “And what you get for doing this? Well, your ‘Life’” positioning himself under the stream of falling water from the shower, as he slowly faded out, he announced- “And what you lose if you fail to do it?” paused -“Your ‘Life’” vanished.

In the stark reality of the world, there she was in a ridiculous fictional development. Before she could even grow the thought of how this could be possible, there she was, opening her eyes, yet again, to a beautiful morning- Day 1 of the next three days of her life; Day 1 of the next three days to save her life; Day1 of probably the last three days of her life; maybe Day1 of the rest of her life.

(will be continued……)

10 additions to the crap:

maithili June 17, 2012 at 3:57 PM  

And I m waiting for the next part to see what she does in the 3 days :) Awesome plot!!

Yemiledu June 17, 2012 at 7:50 PM  

arjjjjuuuunnn not fair ....the first thing I do after waking up is read your post and you don't comPlete the story.... I want tO read it all... Really gripping ... And serious stuff ha??! Write mOre :)

Saket Ranjan June 18, 2012 at 7:11 AM  

Ok! I'm hooked. Now, the next part, please!

Vijay June 18, 2012 at 12:12 PM  

Good to see you back

Sandeep Balan June 18, 2012 at 8:29 PM  

Wow!! You had my attention from the first line till the very last, and left me craving for more! An excellent plot. Dying to know how you plan to unveil the story. Thank god Scribbling Gal pushed u to write ;)

mysterious gal June 19, 2012 at 2:20 PM  

WOW you left me hook
Now I want more and more and pretty soon :)

Now you better blog more ...I wanna read read read :D

And YAAAAY that you bloggged :D :D

Arjun June 22, 2012 at 2:45 PM  

Thanks to all of you. I shall write the next part, as soon as I can. :)

Thanks for the visit! :)


Richa June 27, 2012 at 8:57 PM  

Update soon.

This. Is. Interesting.

Nik July 31, 2012 at 5:05 PM  

One helluva piece brother. This is one those pieces which was able to hold me right here, right from the beginning, right till the damned end!

Waiting for the next one like anything :D

(I_TheMangoMan_I...In case you don't recognise.)

parzi September 29, 2012 at 1:22 PM  

hieeeeee arjun
how r u?hope u remember me..
what shud i say...i come back..n u make me realize that i was missing on so much...that is such a gripping story...it only had one thing bad about it n that is-to be continued........
why???????hurry up n post the next part..can't wait..very well thought of n very well written....keep it up:)

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