Friday, February 17, 2012

Betrayal can never be BURIED

Darkness. Silence.

After a long sound of wood, we hear a movement of a person, confined and contained.
We then hear the sound of a man,Nikhil, groaning, making confused attempts at words.
We hear his movement short, abrupt shifting, ending almost immediately with the sound of his body banging against wood.

He screams, and it's clear from the sound that his mouth is covered by something.After attempting to sit up, he immediately bangs his head against something.It's terribly warm and his breaths are labored.

He attempts to move to his left and right, only to find that he is confined on those sides, as well. He frantically shifts about, only to discover, by touch, that he is encased in something.Something is very wrong,and he doesn't need to see to know that.

He shouts "Oh my God! Help me!! Help me!!".

After several tries and attempts he settles down.
The last thing that he could retrieve was the affright face of his adorable wife Saarika.When she came escaping towards him tracked by his own close friend Dina

He held Saarika by his arm and said "Dai.enna panra".
Before he could speak up further a heavy thump sound ,he was stabbed hard back in his head

"Oh my god where am i"..he manages to reach his cigar lighter and flicks it.
We see that he is lying in an old fashioned, wooden coffin.

Nothing more than a few rotted-out planks of wood nailed together. Realizing the same, and is struck by an overwhelming, instant panic.With great difficulty, and while still holding the lighter,

Nikhil removes the muzzle from his mouth.He screams aloud, but his voice is captured by the coffin walls.
The thought that Saarika in Dina's hands nabbed him out of the coffin and he struggled hard in the sand grains to get out his face to the surface.

Execution flaws:
-Stab in his head is not hard enought to kill him
-Lack of mental state to anatomize if he is yet dead
-Lack of skill and experience to dig a grave that is alteast 10 feet deep and packed back with hard sand.
Nikhil with his bare foot bled towards the beach house, the place where the scene he last remembered occured.He tried open the front door.It was locked.

He cried out loud "Saarika.. "
Went around the house.He could hear Dina talking.Panting he climbed the plumbing works and glanced in to the slide window.

Saarika was fetchingly resting in Dina's arm at her best attire, the blue salwar.He remembered sometime back Dina saying "Nik.Saarika antha blue salwarla...she is gorgeous man.You are a lucky chap"Soon he saw them kissing and Nik let his hands go off the pipage and had a short fall.His mind gestated "Insane desire, lustfulness and hastiness made them not even worth to complete murder"

Nik was cool, he knew that this can handled to perfection.No trust No hurriedness.Slowly he started walking.The sidewalks crowded as usual.A sea of humanity.People come and go always in a hurry.Oblivious of one another, complete with a cacophony of sound.

Straight he went in to phone booth closed the door and pulled up a number from the directory and dialed....

No one but i could hear "Hi,how soon can i get two wooden coffins for a demise that just occurred"

PS : Provoked by http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1462758/

4 comments:

Ramesh said...

Buried and kaaka kaaka mix... Nice attempt tho.. Dina the villain... Nice thought...

Harish said...

Wow. Nice flow and a good way to end it openly.

Saw buried as well. For once, like Ryan Reynolds :)

logic said...

@Ramesh:
Kakka Kaaka mix enna?
seri seir tirumba ozhunga comment pannu

@Harish,
Hi dude well come back..thanks..yeah Ryan Reynolds on a different mode

Anonymous said...

A captivating story, liked it a lot. You have a nice writing style.