The Perfect Crime — I

“Can you take us there?” Inspector Sushil sitting in front of Milind asked him. Milind, who appeared stoned, nodded his head in affirmative.

As they reached his residence, Milind opened the door and guided them to his bedroom. They found the knife with blood dripping from its tip on the floor kept beside the bedroom cabinet near to where the women’s body lied with the sheets soaked in blood.

As the photographer started taking pictures of the crime scene, Inspector Sushil Patil took aside Milind and asked him “Why did you do it?” Milind who appeared numbed and lost said “She was going to leave me for another man”.

They took him under custody and placed him in the prison cell for murdering his wife.

As news of the murder broke out, his family came to know of the incident and both his mother Shanta and sister Mridula rushed to the police station. They were both guided to the cell where he was kept in holding.

He was sitting in a corner in the jail uniform, with his head down. “Milind, are you okay?” asked her mother as she caught the sight of him followed by Mridula. “Tell me, tell me. I know you could never do such a thing. Why would you do it?” she kept asking him as he stood in front of them with his head down. Tears flowed through her eyes seeing her son in distraught.

“Please don’t cry Amma. Please don’t” said Milind in a lowly voice. “Please tell me that you did not kill Chaitra, I know you won’t do it” she said to him as she begged to give her an answer.

He had none, as he stood mute in front of them with his eyes gazing down even as his mother held his hands through the jail bars. “Milind, I don’t think you are in a position to talk but we will do whatever we can to free you” said Mridula offering him support.

“Please don’t. I have committed a crime and need to be punished for it”. “Why would you do it? What had happened between the two of you that you took such a step?” Mridula questioned him which was followed by silence.

Seeing no response from him, she decided to leave as she held her mother who was heartbroken.

Few days later, a constable comes at his cell and takes him to the interrogation room where Sushil was waiting for him.

“How are you doing” he asked Milind who was seated in front of him who appeared better than earlier. “Fine” he replied.

“I have called you here to inform you that knowing that you have confessed to kill your wife, we have come across evidence that she had died before you stabbed her with a wife”

To be continued.....

P.S. I am tried my hand at writing a story. Trust its not that easy to write a long one especially when you don't have time or find yourself lost.

Anyways, I did complete one and sharing it out here. Please do read and give your honest feedback. Good, Bad (I'll try to take it under my stride) but please do :)

My Dad My Hero

“Papa, I want you to show something” Shantanu said as his tiny hands tried to hide it behind his back. 

Chintan looked at his innocent face and asked “What is it beta?” A sheet of paper came out of his back as he handed over to him to look at it.

It was the drawing of Chintan flexing his muscles while young Shantanu stands away from him with a big smile and saying “My Dad My Hero” in big lettered words.

Joy showed up on his face even as Shantanu looked at him and asked “Do you like it?” He took him on his arm and said “I love it” as he kissed him on his forehead.

“Dad, you pay the man his money back”. “I don’t like any one screaming at you”. He watched his son speak and moved his hand across his hair and hugged him tight. “Yes I will. I will pay him back”.

Earlier in the day, Shantanu was playing with his friends in the compound when they heard the commotion of a man screaming.

They went to investigate the noise and found one of the men accompanying Shantanu’s dad screaming at him.

“I want it back. I do not want any excuses. Next time I won’t be alone, there will be more people and I will beat the shit out of you” he yelled at the top of his voice.

Shantanu watched the whole fiasco and hid behind the tall child as his father looked at their direction, stood there for a moment and then walked inside.

That night as Chintan put Shantanu to sleep; he could not help getting touched by his kid’s gesture. He vowed to himself that he would become the hero he wanted him to be.

Movies

Tabu’s narration at the end of the Chandini Bar movie caught one off-guarded when she narrates her plights of her son becoming a criminal and her daughter a bar dancer something that she did not foresee. What she desired was to give them a normal life away from the world of crime and bar dance but it was not meant to be.

Anyone who has watched Chandni Bar could not have overcome the emotions on how situations played spoiler in her children future from one she had envisioned.

The movie had quite an impact and yes I really thought and still do that it had the chances of winning the Oscars.

Movies have such an enigma to it that it makes you laugh, cry, love and angry too probably all at the same time too.

Do you know that movies have magic that takes you in a world of cinema that is projected on the screen making them larger than life?

One is reminded of their first crush while watching the movie Shaala, where the boy looks at the girl being cautious of not getting caught and watches her which brings sheer joy to him. The way they exchanged glances would only make his heart beat go faster.

Movies need no language to convey its message but the portrayal of emotions through its story and characters. 

During the transit of the three and half hours or less journey, one is taken to the beautiful locales of the world which some of us can only imagine while some plan to take a trip.

Movies have such a strong presence that sometimes scenes from the movie can evoke emotions from within. Like the movie Anand, wherein Rajesh Khanna passes away and Amitabh Bachchan says he cannot die and then the voice from the tape echoes “Babu moshai zindagi aur maut uparwale ke hath hai jahapana, jise na aap badal sakte hain na main. Hum sab to rangmanch ki kathputliyan hain jiski dor us upar wale ke haathon main hai. Kab, kaun kahan uthega ye koi nahin janta”.

Songs form an eternal part in Indian movies without which they are incomplete. One can find a song dedicated to all kinds of festive occasions apart from the romantic/sad/item/naach gaana ones. What is essential in a movie is to dedicate a song to the movie title. 

Like all good things, movies too come to an end that makes us get up from our seat and enter back to the realms of our reality outside the theatre. A good movie always leaves you in awe and kindles a spark within that makes you do something that you yearned for or leaves an afterthought that stays with you throughout your lifetime. 

Has watching any movie had such an impact on you? If yes please share :)