December is a lovely month.
The christmas sprit is in the air and even if you dont believe in christianity, you always feel good when the atmosphere around you is fun.
Harish had a just finished a busy but a satisfying day in office and he went for a drink with his collegues. It was a group of four guys and hence the conversation rolled and more liquor poured. Eventually at 12.10 they decided to call it the night. Harish decided that he will take a taxi to reach home. He checked his wallet and found he just had two rupees.
So he went to the nearest atm to withdraw money. But alas his card got sucked in by the machine. Now he had no money and no card and it was 12.30 in the night. Calmly he decided to walk to station and catch a train back home. As he walked, the empty roads presented a vast contrast to the people filled noisy ones he was used to seeing at day.
They say mumbai never sleeps.
He smiled and thought, well its sound asleep now. He had almost reached station and it was quarter to one. He climbed the footover bridge and caught the train. As stations passed he fell asleep. When he woke up he was in a dark place.
The train was now empty. He looked at his wrist watch. The glow in the dark dial told him it was 3 in the night. He was in the train yard. He took out his cell phone for some light and discoved that it had no battery. It had gone dead.
So he groped in the darkness with his hands to find a way forward. Eventually he reached the door and he he jumped out of the train. It was dark outside too but he could see something now. It helped that the moon and stars were prominently visible and functioning that day. He started walking towards a source of light when suddenly he found himself surrounded by four men. The tall and lanky one approached him and before Harish could react, he was slapped. Harish tried to move away but the other three men quickly lunged forward and pinned him.
The lanky one spoke." Paise nikal". Harish told he had no money with him. Lanky one .
"Chutia samjha hai kya. Nikal warna aur maruga". He looked me in the eyes and he saw blood shot eyes. Perhaps these men were drug addicts. But they were all strong. He told them that he had no money with me again and they checked his wallet and threw it away in frustration. The two rupee coin was still sitting safely in his pant.
"Toh iska kya kare". Asked the shorter one. Lanky one said "yeh padhaku lagta hai paise nahi to aapna kaam karwa lehte hai". Harish was then blindfolded and his hands were tied and after a walk of about 5 minutes he was pushed inside a rickshaw and then he was droven somewhere. When they opened his blindfold...
A story by Ninad
To be continued.... Please comment on the Story so far.
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