Wednesday, 28 December 2016

Under attack

Under Attack

“We have a situation at the government district hospital. There seems to be an unidentified individual who has taken over wards on the right wing of the building. The doctors say he headed towards the paediatrics ward, and that he had a handgun with him, You need to report there immediately. We will send backup as soon as possible. We have to sort it out before the situation escalates to national news.” The chief commissioner gave the order.
This was my first year as an inspector of this small town and this was a very delicate case to handle, in fact it required planning and a trained squad. I wasn’t ready for this but there was no other way. All the other officers were posted for security for the Minter of Energy who was visiting a Dam site for hydroelectricity opportunities.
This Dam was the only thing which provided some economical value for the town. There was nothing much here. Population was below ten thousand, all below par socio economic status. The only concrete architectural setting was the hospital which was now under attack, by a maniac on the loose.
I rushed to the scene.
The situation was worse than I thought.
As i reached the spot, spotted a couple of ambulances were waiting outside with the headlights bright and flickering.
The nurses and the doctors accumulated outside the hospital. The few patients who were admitted were being evacuated. Some in their roller beds, iv bags carried along by the ward boys. It was a disorganised, panic mediated rescue mission.
One of the senior Doctors came running to me.
“Please, you have to do something fast. Please help us" he looked very helpless.
 I had experienced a similar scenario just a month back when one of my colleagues was shot during an encounter with a Naxal and i rushed him to the doctor.
“Ok Ok, just stay back. Calm down” I said. I was in charge, and the doctors had to listen to me.
I could see the reporters at the scene. This case had to be resolved quick before it blew up tomorrow morning.
“Sir, a man…. he ……… a gun…….in the pediatric ward. The children…….” he was mumbling random words. But I understood him.
“Ok, where is this ward” I took out my small, six bullet pistol. I wasn’t very proud of the Indian police weaponry but there was progress.
“I will show it, I will come with you.” He started walking.
“Wait here, tell me where it is. I will handle it. You stay here” i asserted my command. I had to show my protective side as well.
“Sir, those kids, their mothers. They are my responsibility. I have to go in. They are my patients. I don’t mind risking my life for my patients. It is my duty” he really cared about his patient, unlike the rest of the doctors. Patients were treated like commodities elsewhere.
“Ok but just till outside the ward” I liked him.
“Yes Sir”
“Stay behind me”
Pointing the pistol to the entrance I took the lead.
“Here left” he said.
The entrance lead to three routes, right, straight and left. So left it was.
The pathway was narrow and long. The wards were parallel to the pathway. Spider webs stuck to the ceilings, I could see used needles, bandages thrown around.
Again we come to three ways, right.
We walked through a similar narrow corridor. 
The interior was quite haphazard and bringing the doctor was a good instinctive move.

He clung to me throughout, I could hear him breathing in my ear.
It was getting dark and the lights came on suddenly.
The lights were so dim that I felt it was better without them. 
“Here it is” he pointed to a small room.
“That is the Pediatric ward”
He nodded.
“Ok, Stay here”
I gripped my pistol firmly. My hands were numb from the continuous pressure.
I walked slowly into the room.
The room was a little bigger than expected. There were around five beds, all of them empty. There was no one.
Suddenly, my microphone spoke “Backup on the way, two minutes”
“There is no one here” I said to myself.
The lights swayed at the far end and i could see a shadow emerge.
There was somebody, a man.  
“Stay away from the kid” I said in a very calm voice.
He emerged from the shadows, not alone. He had a boy in pointblank.
He just stood there with his hands resting on the child’s head. The lamp light above him was swinging side to side, casting moving shadows on the wall.
“Let him go, or I will shoot you” I was hoping for a reaction this time.
Nothing still. The only noise was from the swinging lam light.
Finally, the lamp light slowed down and stopped directly above the man.
Now I could see him and the kid clearly.
He was a thin, dark man in his mid-thirties. He had thin mustache and a stubble. He wore a white shirt loosely hanging from his shoulders and dark pants.
He kept staring at me, his eyes red.
“Let the kid go”
He brushed the kid’s hair with his hand to a neat crop and gave him a kiss.
“This is my son, I will never let him go. You understand” he shouted, but a few seconds later started laughing like a maniac.
I saw the kid.
 The kid had his tongue hanging out, staring at he floor and didn't seem to understand whats going on.

“You have to let the kid go” he was continously rubbing the child but with the pistol.
He laughed again.
“Ok, listen backup is on the way. There is no way out. You understand. The only reasonable thing to do is let the kid go. No one is going to hurt you. Throw the pistol away.” I moved a little closer.
“I don't give a damn i police is on the way. I don't consider the police as the good guys.” He started laughing again.
“Please…. give me my child back” a woman emerged from the shadows.
Her forehead was bleeding and her lips were swollen up. She was crying as she approached him with folded hands.
It was the child’s mother.
“Your child?. Your child?.  He is our our child. My child and you took him away from him. You bitch………. he is not your child” he kicked the woman straight in the abdomen. She fell to the ground.
It was a heavy blow, but the pain wasn't her primary concern.
From the situation, I pretty much guessed what was going on.
There were married and they had a child together, but him being an alcoholic and criminal, the wife left the house. Years later he had found her and now he wanted the kid back.

“I will shoot you. Leave the kid alone.” I said.
“Don’t interfere with my family. If you don't move out my way I will kill both of them and then ill kill myself”
So I just stood there.
He kept beating his wife to a pulp and I just stood there watching it happen.
Then out of nowhere the doc sneaked behind me.
“Hey……. kill him” he told me.
“What…. I told you to wait outside. Get out” I told him. 
Now was my chance.
“Get out of here doc, let me do my duty”
“Yes, do your duty. Kill him” he was getting paranoid.
“I will. Just stay calm”
I took aim of the man and waited.
“Shoot him now” the doctor said.
I waited.
“Shoot him”
I wanted the perfect shot.
I could sense an opening.
And just like that, the doctor shoved me and snatched the pistol from my hand and pulled the trigger.
 The doctor took the shot.

Recovering from the ground, the doctor was trembling as he dropped the gum to the floor. 
He missed the target, as both the man and wife saw their dead son in a pool of blood in disbelief.
The backup had arrived now.

Saturday, 10 September 2016

The D tribe

The D tribe.

They pushed him inside the room, tied to his chair.
He had a mask on his face. His hands were tied back behind the chair.
It has been four days since he was captured by the tribe during the battle.
Raga was the unit commander of the elite squad of the special armed forces which was missioned to take out the deadly D tribe as they referred it as. D tribe stood for Demon. This tribe had already destroyed the neighboring villages around their forests and were heading into the cities. Their base was situated deep in the forest. So the military decided a mission. A special squad was sent to completely terminate the tribe but as it turned out, the tribe possessed some special powers. They were blessed by the demons and the squad had to retreat midway. In this process, Raga was captured.
For three days continuous he was tortured and was the subject of their rituals.
The tribal wanted to know key information about the military so that they could take away the artillery, their ultimate aim was to take over the world. Rule the word. Make people kneel before them. Worship them.
But Demons or Gods, Raga didn’t open his mouth, he didn’t give them anything. So the torture he suffered was also extreme.
The tribal had plucked his nails whole from his fingers, stripped him naked, tattooed his body with a hot iron rod. They broke the bones of his leg. One of the tribal got so frustrated that he threw boiling acid to his private parts. The other even mutilated his eye with a burning iron gauze.
Raga knew that even if he escaped, he was incapable of doing or performing anything. He was useless for the rest of his life.
Now Raga was sent to the chamber. This was where the Demon resided. Their God.
Raga had a mask on his face, so it was all dark.
Then his chair was slowly pulled to the center. It was moving all by itself.
The movement jolted Raga as shook his head.
“Who is there” he was breathing heavily.
The chair rotated slowly and then stopped at an angle.
There was pin drop silence. His breathing got louder every second. It was burning hit inside and Raga was dripping sweat all over. He didn’t have any clothes and his skin was turning red form the heat. There were bruises, lacerations and wounds all over his body.
Then suddenly his mask came off and his hands got untied.
He rubbed his wrists as he felt them free after four days.
Raga didn’t get up; the room was dark on the other side.
There was no one in the room. He kept looking at the dark side. He knew someone was there.
He kept looking and then slowly it emerged from the dark.
The hands came out gripping to the floor, then the face and her legs. She was crawling towards him. Her face was small and blue, her eye pale white, no visible eyebrows, her lips black. Her nose and ears were covered completely with piercings. She had piercings across her cheek as well.
Her hair was wet and falling down on her face. It swayed to the sides as she crawled.
She didn’t have any clothes on, but a lot of bones and chains hanging from her neck. She had bracelets till her upper arm and anklets till her knee. Her toenails and fingernails painted black.
She crawled on her fours with the medial side of her knees sweeping the floor. She dragged herself close to him. He was already too traumatized. He sat there.
She licked his feet first, then slowly came up smelling his body. It was like she was identifying him, his spirit, preparing him for conversion.
She looked at him in his eye. Raga was trembling, a shiver ran down his spine as her cold hands touched his face. It was like she was looking inside of him.
Next moment she was sitting over him, crouching on his head.
She pulled his hair very hard.
The pain was excruciating and he screamed.
She kept pulling his hair continuously till just a few strands remained. Her hands ran all over his face in a haphazard manner as her nails tore and punctured his skin. She pulled his face with her nails and his face started bleeding at multiple parts.
For once he thought he would give up.
The demon licked the blood from his face and it gave her more energy.
She came back to ground, stood upright and pushed him to the walls. The chair broke down. Not allowing him to recover, she threw him again to the opposite end. His head banged to the walls, his bones were breaking. He would die but slowly.
He coughed blood to the floor.
He lay on the floor all bloodied up, she was enjoying it. As she slowly ran her finger from his mouth to the abdomen along the center. There a flashing light, seen on his chest as she reached his umbilicus. The Demon looked at his face. Raga smiled as he coughed up more blood.
It was a tracking device, which every member was implanted with. Four days or more in isolation would trigger it immediately calling in for an airstrike assuming the member dead.
The airstrike was on its way.
Raga was going to die, but he was taking the D tribe with him. He had done it.
The mission was successful.

Thursday, 8 September 2016

The frame

The Frame.

“Wow, those are nice. Looking good with those” my bench mate greeted me as I attended the morning session.
The final year of my automobile engineering course was pretty hectic, but also we had the chance to try and learn a lot of new things. Next month was our exam and after that we would try our luck with the car companies. Since we were a part of this prestigious institution, most of us would get into one of the leading car companies. But I wanted to get into racing. Formula one was my dream. I wanted to have my own race team. I had the engineering team set up and soon would start looking for investors and races. I was confident I would make it.
“The red really suits you” she was complementing me a lot for my new glass frames. My bench mate, she was one of the four girls from my batch and I was lucky that she was my friend. I couldn’t manage these three years without talking to a girl but lots of boys hadn’t spoken to a girl in years.
These new glasses were no ordinary ones. I invented these special frames which had a lot of functions. I made this product. This frame could be revolutionary if I could bring it out to the world properly.
My new frames could perform the following functions. It had the famous X-ray vision, showing the complete anatomical x-ray with any of the views, the anteroposterior view, plain, contrast for the abdominal area, even it could focus on the specific regions like if I wanted x-ray of the mastoid, it would zoom into it and give me. All I had to do was specify the type and area. This could be used for CT, PET scan and many more. This would revolutionize the healthcare industry. I have applied for the patent. It was patent pending but I am confident of obtaining it. Once the patent was issued I could market my product.
The next was for vision defects, like any other prescribed spectacles but the best part of it was you didn’t need to visit an ophthalmologist to get your lens corrected. The frame would detect the refractive errors by itself and place the appropriate lens in front of your eyes. Again revolutionary.
Then there was night vison and magnification. The night vision was military grade and magnification, it had the power of an electron microscope. I knew it was too much but this was just a prototype. I wanted it to be the best.
Then there was my favorite. The body scanner and this was looking at a person without clothes, naked. I could again focus on the internal system and organs, best used at securities. This one frame could disrupt a lot of industries. Sure shot at success.
I needed to check it, that is why I had got this to class.
I touched the frame near my ears, it got into x-ray.
“Good morning everyone” Our professor entered.
Today was a class on the working of the latest V2 engine. This engine was destined to be the new engine for the upcoming electric cars and even planes. I had read about it last night. Pretty interesting topic.
The X-ray was perfect. I could only see the skeleton moving on the platform, took a chalk and started writing on the board. It was funny to see a skeleton walk around.
Then it was time to check the magnification. For that, I focused on the corner of my classroom. I was at the middle right side of the class, our class accommodated about a hundred kids and it was quite spacious to move around.
I magnified 3x and could see the back benchers clearly. The last two boys were working on some sort of battery device. I couldn’t see clearly but it looked like a mini drone. It was very small. I magnified 10x 100x and only then I could see it clearly. They were using magnifying eye gear like mine but a less advanced type.
Now I wanted to try my scanner. I quickly switched it to scanner mode and there it was. All of them naked. But it wasn’t the sight I was hoping for. A class of naked boys. It was disgusting. Then in the middle I found a girl, and that made my day. My stuff hardened up and I enjoyed myself for a while. I deserved it I feel.
“Dude, why are you staring at her like that” my bench mate asked.
That jolted me a little.
“No nothing…….”
“Do you like her” she asked.
My scanner was still on. I was trying hard to look at her face and not go down. Because then she would be too suspicious. She was my friend, best friend.
“No…No” I said.
“Then concentrate on the class. It’s important” she said and turned front.
I quickly saw it and they were really good. But I had to stop.  Maybe next time, I would sit somewhere alone in the back and enjoy freely.
I almost forgot about the night vision as well. But for that I needed the lights off. That I had access to. So I hacked the class lights and turned it all off.
I switched on my night vision and it worked beautifully. I could see the proffessor, the class. I turned to my left and nothing. My bench mate was missing.
Damn. I looked around, everybody was there. I switched on the lights. There was a sudden relief noise from the class and she was sitting right next to me.
I again turned off the lights quickly, there was a little chaos starting in my class with the students moving and talking. She wasn’t there.
On. And she was there.
She was looking at me, a slowly gave a wide smile. It was scary.
The lights went off by itself. I didn’t control it this time.
She was sitting right there, in white clothes, her hair left free and long, smiling at me.

Wednesday, 7 September 2016

The tree

The tree.

“hey common…lets go climb that tree” Rigi pointed at an old tree at a distance.
“I don’t think we are supposed to go there. See” I ran over to the fence with a sign reading ‘Restricted area, no trespassing’.
“Don’t be such a spoilsport, all the parks have these, it doesn’t mean anything. It is going to be fun. You remember the last time we trespassed, it was so much fun. Come on follow me.”
Rigi ran towards the tree. I stood waiting if he would stop and turn around at me but he didn’t. I followed him. I didn’t want to miss out on the action.
We went through the small gap between the fence and reached the spot.
The tree was the biggest and the thickest we had ever see.
“Look how big this is” Rigi said as he hugged the trunk of the tree. Twenty Rigi were required to completely hug the trunk.
“Yeah” I brushed my hands through the wood as I went around it.
The tree looked to be hundred years old, the wood was so rough in texture and it tickled my hands a little. The color ranged from brown to grey.
The tree wasn’t very tall but it had so many branches. I covered the sun completely. Lots of creeper and crawlers on it.
One of the branches hanging down hit my face as I was walking.
“Check this out man” Rigi called.
I couldn’t see him anywhere.
I looked around.
“here…. up here”
He was sitting on one of the lower branches.
“How did you get up there” I asked him.
“Through that” he pointed at an opening.
It was a hollow trunk leading up to the branches.
I looked through and the hollow trunk went up to the topmost branch. Made it easy for us to climb up.
“I’m going to the topmost branch. Come up.”
“I’ll be right there” I was a little nervous but didn’t want to show it to him. He would then later make fun of me in front of others.
I went inside the hollow trunk. The surface was kind of moist and slippery and I lost my grip a couple of times but, managed to hold on.
But there was this awful smell throughout as I made my way to the top.
I reached the top branch.
It was like a whole different world. It was late evening; the sun was just starting to set. There was some kind of mist surrounding this top part of the tree. It was scary and I couldn’t see Rigi anywhere.
“Rigi….Rigi……” I called out.
He wasn’t anywhere, I started walking along the branches with my hands supporting me. I couldn’t even see the ground from here. It was crazy what I was doing.
“Rigi” I called out several times.
Finally, I heard something, the moving of the branches.
“Oh thank god” I turned.
But it wasn’t Rigi. Slowly from the branches, a monkey like animal stepped out. It had this typical monkey gait, walking on all its fours and sometimes with two.
It was there right in front of me.
I didn’t know what it was, it was half monkey, half leopard or something. It had bright red eyes, face swollen up and hair all around its face. Its limbs were like those of a monkey, much stronger and thicker. Its body was long, as big as a leopard. The tail was much longer stronger. The monkey had brown and black strips all over.
Slowly I balanced myself as I took a few steps back.
“Your friend is with us” the monkey spoke.
I could sense a lot of heavy movement on the branches.
There were many of them, all of them different. Some were blue, some pink, some golden in color. They all looked like monkeys but had features of some other animal, I saw one monkey with a beak and wings.
And the elephant monkey, the biggest of them all was holding Rigi from its trunk.
“Your friend is safe with us, just like all the other kids we have captured. Now come with us”
“No, don’t come close…. otherwise…. ill…… jump” it was my only way out.
The monkey didn’t say anything.
“Go ahead kid. I’ll catch you before you reach the ground. This is my tree and you are in my home. There is no escape kid.”
I put my hands in my pocket to find my parents photo. Wanted to look at them for one last time.
But I found a lighter. Rigi had stolen it from his uncle and given it to me.
I wasn’t sure if it was working, so I tried. And the flame came on.
The flame got the monkey to take a couple steps back. It was scared of the fire.
“Ok, now listen, you are letting my friend and me go free or else I will burn down your tree” I held one of the thin branches near the flame.
The monkey immediately signaled the elephant to hand Rigi over and it did. Placed Rigi’s unconscious body near my feet. I recognized the smell of the monkey, the same as I was coming up through the trunk.
I slowly started tying a branch around Rigi and me. I was holding up the flame but then one of the monkey charged at me without warning and this made every one of them also charge.
The rope wasn’t tight enough but I had to jump, I threw the flame to the branch and jumped.
The rope was holding till midway when it snapped. I thought I was going to die…. but luckily we landed on a soft spot. We were alive.
I ran with Rigi on my shoulders without looking back. And finally after crossing the fence. I turned back.

The whole tree was lit up in fire and branches were slowly falling to the ground. It was a close escape.

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