Inspiration

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How did she get to know? Kiran wondered for the nth time. She had taken all precautions, no phone calls at home, not even an sms. She made sure she got back home at regular hours and yet her daughter had found out.

It was so sad, she was a beautiful, happy child and this was the end of her childhood. The information destroyed her life. She was so bitter threatening to tell her dad. If he got to know no telling what he might do? He had such a terrible temper.

The sudden inspiration solved all her problems. Kishore finished Ananya in one stroke. Her husband has been arrested for the crime. Kishore was now bound to her for life. She had pictures of him doing the deed. She smiled.

Comments

Ramya Ramadurai said…
eerie... reminds you of the news, doesn't it?
9:53 pm, July 17, 2008
Mampi said…
You managed to shock me, girl.
What kind of a woman is Kiran?
Is she a woman at all??
1:19 pm, July 18, 2008
phatichar said…
Ummm...I think I got it after reading it a couple of times. :)
1:50 pm, July 18, 2008
Pinku said…
Hey Galadriel...u are right it does take from the Aarushi murder case.

Mampi...sadly all kinds of women and men exist. Kiran is fiction but there was a woman convicted of burning her 17 year old daughter with acid, buthering her with a knife and then leaving her to die in a desolate place. because the girl objected to her Mom's relations with another guy. Thankfully the girl was found and could give her statement before succumbing to her wounds...otherwise she was so badly burnt that she was not recognizable.

Phatichar...if u have to read twice then I have failed. sorry. will try to do better next time.
2:34 pm, July 18, 2008
Keshi said…
freaky! but possible in this crazy world.

Keshi.
3:14 pm, July 18, 2008
Pinku said…
Keshi...anything is possible in this world. That's both a scary and hop giving thought...isn't it?
5:44 pm, July 18, 2008
AVIANA said…
so then...what happened next...?
12:24 am, July 19, 2008
Pinku said…
Hi Aviana...the next is for u to imagine.
10:51 am, July 21, 2008
phatichar said…
nope..don't think so. You did good :-)
12:16 pm, July 21, 2008
Pinku said…
hey phatichar...if u say will believe anything...even this ;)
2:29 pm, July 21, 2008
Sujoy Bhattacharjee said…
Dark story of passion conquering love. Wonder what the blissful landscape is doing in the post....
7:35 pm, July 22, 2008
Pinku said…
hi Sujoy... the landscape intrigued me thats all. if u look closely whats running on the ground is just a mirage and yet it reflects the sky.
12:27 pm, July 23, 2008
phatichar said…
awww..come on now. And what's the pic...oh well, leave it. :p
3:54 pm, July 23, 2008
Pinku said…
the pic is a protest against the heavily made up faces we see all round us all the time...
4:16 pm, July 23, 2008
AVIANA said…
hey there!

I love your profile pic! :) lol

That is as real as it gets.... :)

hows u? so what is the deed she saw the husband do? hmmm...

:)
5:47 pm, July 24, 2008
Pinku said…
hey Aviana, I thought since everyone projects their best face let me show what goes into looking 'our best'. :)

Ok let me spell it out for u. The lover kills the daughter, her husband who has the reputation of having a wild temper is arrested for the crime. And the woman clicks her lover doing the deed so that she can blackmail him into staying with her forever.
6:37 pm, July 24, 2008
rayshma said…
umm... what's with the pic? halloween special?!
anyway... am back!
this piece is a bit eerie, no? reminded me of the news channels back home....
p.s.: cud u PLZ remove word verification? u already have moderation, so shudn't be much different without it...?
10:55 pm, July 24, 2008
Pinku said…
hi Rayshma, welcome back...hope u had a wonderful time.

The pic is just to ensure a second look hehehe

Have done ur bidding, removed verification now be a sweetheart and send me some pics I cant access orkut from work and thats where I get to access net only.
1:00 pm, July 25, 2008
Indian Home Maker said…
pinku this is well written!I liked Sujoy's comment above, it's about Passion conquering love! And yes it did remind me of the sad, sad murder in the News.
3:51 pm, July 25, 2008
Pinku said…
hi Home maker, thanks for the compliment and yes sujoy has put it beautifully just that such passions are short lived unlike true love.
4:11 pm, July 25, 2008
Unknown said…
a shocker really. very well written... with a stinging punch at the end. reminds me of the aarushi case- there are so many stories doing the rounds but the truth it seems is still miles away...
1:56 pm, July 27, 2008
Pinku said…
hi Animesh, yep this is from that case only. My interpretation of what could have happened you could say.
3:03 pm, July 28, 2008
Roop Rai said…
ouch that truly shook me. especially with that eerie picture that went alongwith. very well done in such few words. fantastic.
7:55 pm, July 30, 2008
Pinku said…
Hey Roop..thanks...especially for seeing through the deceptively pleasing picture
2:43 pm, August 05, 2008
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