March 16, 2009

The Cross

Nusrat sat down on the leather chair, his face drawn, expressionless. He had crystal blue eyes but his gaze carried far off into a world of his own. The plump man sitting across him was definitely getting irritated.

"This is the second time"-he said” and ur still not sorry?"
"I am sorry"-nusrat said.
"And..."Urged the man.

"That the world is full of the dumbest people I know and u have successfully gained a position in my list."

"you have left me no choice” the man bellowed.

"There is always one more choice"nusrat said as if to himself.

Going to a flashback in this part of a story is not good. Even the readers expect that. But readers want reason for the characters they confront. And all this would only deepen a sense of satisfaction. So be it.

"I told my mommy"-nusrat
"And Ur mommy allowed u?"He asked.
"She agrees that crime and punishment come to honorable men"-he said

"So u agree that u have committed a crime?” the man said lit with hope.

"I told my mom agrees with me, not that I agree with her"-nusrat said.

"I played by rules Mr. Bozo"-he added.

"Ok, enlighten me abt the rules of this err game”. The plump man prodded.

Nusrat’s eyes lit like a shining star. He leaned forward.

"This game is about two people. I have to ask u to join for a demo mr.bozo"nusrat smiled.

Mr. Bozo showing in an air of indifference offered.

"Make a cross across the table with the chalk"-nusrat demanded.
.bozo carefully chalked a cross. His cross was Christian with one line obviously shorter.

And as nusrat told him it had to divide the table into four it did leaving two rectangles visibly shorter than the other two.nusrat grinned in delight.

"Now the second rule of the game .u have to succeed in what I tell u to do to Ur cross"nusrat said.

He waited, he had started to perspire.

"now imagine this a city and u have to place ur church on the centre point give me a plan of four houses such that all of them are equidistant from the church and from the four roads u drew"-nusrat said.

"That’s impossible"-the man said.

"That’s why the other two boys were killed. Because they made it impossible for four individuals to get equal opportunities to God by drawing the cross Christian. When religion is in Ur head even while interrogating me, and as long as cross is religion for you, I shall continue my journey of destruction. Goodbye mr.bozo.u lost the game"nusrat ended his speech with slitting Bozo's throat with the flick of his sharp knife and escaped from the window.


  1. a slight confusion in scenes!
    is it one go?
    Nusrat is confession to?

    and yes there is always choice, chilling!

    where do you get such bizarre ideas from?

  2. @.a actually the theme is like nusrat blames Bozo for being a religious fanatic but in the end we see that his means to prove his point is also violence, which doesn't help anyone. So its like a trap we are living in. Each party is wrong and blames the other. Something on those lines.

  3. deep...but true..currently we are running towards nowhere....we forget the teachings of our own religion and start blaming everyone...from here d prob starts...if at all we could believe and practice inter-faith tolerance...

    i dont guess any religion teaches us violence....

  4. I must say you leave me in dazzle each time i read you .. impressive thoughts .. but not well executed .. :)

  5. This is like... extremely deep!!! One of the most mature writings I've ever come across... But I agree with Prats, your choice of words and the style of writing could be better... but that's probably only what we think! But otherwise it like, shakes you up and kind of makes you nod to every line you read... extremely good one... :D


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