14 Jun 2014


Hello? I want...Hello, Sir, I want to report a murder."

"Yes...in my house...my wife is dead. Please...Please come here and take a look!"

He stammered into the phone and hung up. The police promised to be there in 20 minutes. It was a long time, very long time. Especially with a dead body inside your house. He could not decide whether he should cry or scream or just wait for her to get up. But she will not wake up, because someone killed her. He shuddered at the thought. He wasn't expecting her to be dead... meaning he had wished that she should die, but not like this. Her sprawled body with blue patches and open eyes will haunt him forever. He stood at the door of his bedroom, staring at her. She still looked beautiful, cold, but beautiful. He wanted to throw up.

He slid  on to the floor, unable to take the weight of his grief anymore. As he slumped down, he heard someone sobbing. Please, please...I can't take this anymore. I wish you would die. It would be so much better. He froze. 

It was his wife. She was staring at him with her eyes filled with tears. She was alive! She was alive! 

"But why are you dressed like that!" He sputtered in shock, seeing his wife dressed in green scrubs and masks. He realized she was one of them, the doctors, who hauled him back to his padded cell. 


Keirthana said...

Had to read it twice but when the plot hit me, it did like thunder. Well written :)

Wings of Harmony said...

@Keirthana: Thank you thank you!!! :D

Red Handed said...

damn! How twisted!!! How did you think of it? :O

Wings of Harmony said...

@Red: I just imagined what if your fears are merely in your head! :D Scary thought though :<

Mirage said...

Oh god!!!! I am speechless. :O

Wings of Harmony said...

@Mirage: Thoda darna bhi zaroori hai! ;) :D