Tuesday, July 06, 2021

A Jar Full Of Joys - Book Review

 ðŸ˜„ A JAR FULL OF JOYS 😄


We all our mostly cooped up in our homes longer than we ever expected. There are joys and unexpected frustrations too. What you need is a dose of Smiles, laughs and giggles. A small amount of much needed Me-time to relax.

This book is the answer, 'A Jar Full Of Joys'. It comprises of humorous stories by 13 writers, one being mine and is compiled by Namita Das.

One of my favourite stories, I kept giggling while reading it is about a couple and their experience with their less than a year old child called 'Passing Through Time' By Anand Sharan.

I am sure you would enjoy the book immensely and if you do, please leave a review and feedback. Trust me it encourages us writers thoroughly.

Grab your copies now.

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Inkfeathers Paperback- https://inkfeathers.com/shop/anthologies/jar-full-joys/

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Wednesday, June 03, 2020

An Accident

He held the chewed pencil in his fingers, while he went through the designs once more. The deadline for submission was tomorrow and he always liked to be thorough before he handed over his work. His phone rang, it was a video call from his friend. He looked at the watch on his desk instead of his phone out of habit. It was 1:11am, why would he be calling so late? He swore loudly and picked up the phone.

“Hey, you took ages to answer the phone, why?” Shobhit asked irritated.

“I was working, ok.” He was a bit annoyed. He need not explain his actions. He could see Shobhit was on the road alongside his car. He saw woman’s hand sticking out of the passenger car window.

“What’s up?” he asked equally irritated by his friend.

Bhai, my car died. I think it’s the battery. I got in touch with the on road assistance but they can only come by 3 to 4 hours.” He explained

“Where are you? Are there no garages nearby?” he asked. Shobhit moved away from the car a bit.

“I am on Mumbai Pune expressway, returning from a date. I can’t leave her alone in the car. I thought you were the closest. She needs to get home by tonight.” Shobhit almost begged.

“Its past midnight Shobhit, you are returning from a date and she has to get home by tonight?” he summarized the incredulous situation.

 Shobhit smiled, he always knew Jeevan understood him the best as compared to his other friends. “Yes bhai, please come soon to rescue me. I have made this impression on this girl and I don’t want to spoil it.”

“Send me your location and Shobhit I don’t think the impression can be more spoilt.” He said, completely disgusted by his friend. He looked at the designs once more, they would have to do for now.

He wore his jeans and silently looked at his wife sleeping soundly. He felt lucky to have found her just after his mother had passed away. He was really disturbed after his mother’s freak accident. It was hit and run case. The police had been useless and could not find the culprit. He got in touch with all the people who had witnessed the accident but no one could remember anything apart from the fact that it was a red Honda. They could not even answer if the driver was a male or female. The vehicle was in speed, almost like 100 km per hour. He ran a campaign on the social media, it got some wind and died down after a few weeks. He joined a page on hit and run victims to console himself. That’s when he met her, she had reached out to him.

He drove to the location and found Shobhit’ s car. Shobhit came out and hugged him, “Thanks Bhai. You are a savior.”

“Enough baba! Let’s get going, I have important meeting tomorrow morning.” Jeevan said. He wanted this to be over as soon as possible. He looked at his watch, it was 2am. When he looked up he saw her, she was beautiful in a strange way. She reminded him of someone and he could not figure out who? Shobhit stood by her side, “Meisha, he is Jeevan our God sent savior tonight.” He laughed and it sounded fake. Meisha extended her hand and winked. Jeevan shook her hand, her grip was strong. She was no delicate woman. Again it struck him the similarity to someone he knew.

“Thank you, Jeevan” her voice was velvety and she smiled. He nodded wordlessly and smiled at them.

“Meisha, just give us a moment. I need to discuss something with him.” Shobhit said and took Jeevan aside. Jeevan kept his eyes on her, she tilted her head to the side and watched them.

“She lives in Parel; will you please drop her?” Shobhit pleaded by joining his hands. He dismissed Shobhit’s hand, “Listen, I will get you guys cab from near my house. You can drop her and regain your impression.” He laughed dryly.

“The road assistance team will be here in an another hour. I can’t leave the car, it’s my dad’s. It’s too late bhai and I don’t trust the cabs. Look at her.” They both looked at her and she raised her eyebrows. He knew Shobhit was right, in her crop top and skinny jeans, she was a treat to any eyes. He just did not want to drive so far, he needed some much needed shut eye before the meeting tomorrow. He was not going to give up. He suggested radio cabs which can be tracked, but Shobhit refused and finally confessed, “I told her you will drop her.”

“You did WHAT?” he literally screamed at Shobhit. “Shhh, Bhai please. Just this once, please.” He whispered, “I owe you one.” Jeevan did not want to look at Shobhit anymore. He turned to her and asked her to get in to his car. He quickly got in and glared at Shobhit. “Not one but lots.” He said before leaving Shobhit and his car by the side of the road. Meisha waved at Shobhit seductively and blew him a kiss. Shobhit caught it and touched his heart. He shook his head in disbelief and continued to drive. He did not intend to delve into conversation with her. He was not in the mood. But he had an inkling that it was not possible.

“I am sorry.” She said as she turned in her seat to look at him. He glanced at her, she had pulled her long hair over her one shoulder. She batted her eyes and pouted her lips.

“What for?” he asked. He knew well what she meant with her gestures.

“I know, you did not want to drive so far to drop me.” She tilted her head to one side and stared at him.

“That’s okay.” He replied.

“You are a man of few words. Isn’t it?” she laughed. It had a quality of witch’s laugh, he shuddered. He ignored her and hoped she would get the cue.

He stopped at the petrol pump to fill the gas. He checked his phone while they waited behind another car in the queue. He saw several messages from Shobhit, thanking him profusely, asking to call him once he dropped her and then update of what he was doing. He quickly typed a message to his wife explaining where he was and that she should not worry. The car ahead had moved and it was their turn to fill the gas. They headed out and he did not intend to stop till he dropped her. He saw the car ahead of them had stopped outside the petrol pump and were lighting a smoke. He stopped his car and roll down the window on her side.

“Hey...” he said and tried to get their attention. There were four men inside the car and all of them were laughing at something. They stopped and looked at him curiously and then appreciatively at Meisha. “Don’t smoke near a petrol pump.” Jeevan commanded.

“Who are you brother? Cop or something?” one of them sneered. The other one said, “No boss, he is showing off in front of the girl.” Their car was blasting some cheap music and had ripped upholstery. I rolled up the window on her side. One of them catcalled, “Come with us darling you will have more fun with us instead of that stuck up.” He was surprised when she laughed at that crude comment.

He drove on, furious at himself to have stopped to warn those idiots. He again glanced at her and found her staring at him. “Why did you laugh?” he asked.

“They were outrageous. I liked it.” She said and laughed slightly.

“You liked it?” he asked in disbelief.

“Yes, their lewd comments excited me.” She winked at him. He gave her a once-over and thought what kind of woman was she? What was Shobhit doing with her?

“Don’t judge me. I can see you doing that.” She seemed a bit annoyed. He did not say anything; it was best to keep his thoughts to himself. “All this becomes material for me.” She explained, “I do open mic and these real life incidents are useful.”

“Is that what you do?” he asked and tried his best not to sound judgmental.

“Yes sometimes standup comedy or stories on open mic.” She said, “You should come to one, you would loosen up a little.”

He overlooked her comment and said, “You could make a living doing that kind of thing I suppose. I would have never thought about it.”

Then he saw in his rearview mirror and found that the same car was chasing them. He swore loudly. They had come really close to their car. Meisha shrieked and clapped her hands. He did not have time to react to her absurd behavior. He raced the car at the maximum he could go. They followed and tailed their car. He kept going fast, he kept swearing and glanced at her to check if she was wearing her seat belt. She was. Her eyes were wide with excitement and a strange smile played on her face. The car behind them came towards the side of their car. He thought if pulled the break suddenly, they would get ahead. One of the man in the car jeered and others cheered him. He stepped on the break hard and their car swiveled into a roll before it came to a stop. He could smell the burn from the tyres. Thankfully there was no other car behind them. The other car stopped way ahead and looked at them. Within few seconds they left. He sighed in relief and stepped out to check at the tyres. He saw Meisha get down, he handed over a bottle of water to her. She drank from it. They quickly got back in the car and he drove again.

“That was an adrenaline rush. This night has become a very interesting one.” Meisha squealed.

“Seriously? We could have been in a really bad accident.” Jeevan said in disgust.

“Don’t you enjoy this rush? I have been in accidents before, in fact my family has history of car accidents.” She joked.

“You are lucky you have not been in a fatal one yet.” He said sarcastically. “What kind of accidents?” he was curious about her.

She again batted her eyes at him and he again sensed a strong resemblance to someone he knew. She sat cozily in her seat, “My father gifted me car on my nineteenth birthday, he always loved me more than my elder sister and spoiled me right.”

“Right.” he agreed with her. She frowned at him.

“I barely passed my driving tests. He bribed the authorities and I got my driving license.”  She laughed and he was reminded of the devil once again. “I often joke about this in my open mics.” She said proudly.

“I treated my car badly, often met with small accidents. Nothing harmful.” She said.

“Are you sure?” He could not help himself. He immediately remembered his mother’s hit and run accident. His eyes felt like the calm before the storm. His quiet question took her by surprise.

“Yes, I am sure. These accidents only harmed my car and me mostly.” She said defensively. She gave him directions to her home.

“Do you still treat your car badly?” he tried to change the topic.

“No not after…” she stopped in mid-sentence. “I usually take radio cabs. Please take a right from here”

“What happened to your car?” he asked.

“It remains parked out on the street for last three years, gathering dust.” She joked again.

“That is called treating your car badly.” He concluded.

“Ha ha ha yes, especially when it’s a Honda Civic.” She laughed.

He looked at her strangely as soon as he heard she owned a Honda. It was also three years since his mother had passed away. He shrugged, he was just assuming now the coincidence. They stopped next to an old building. They got down.

“There.” She pointed to a car. The car had a sheet of dust all over it but he could make out it was red color under the street lamp. His heart jumped a beat and his eyes broadened in surprise. He wanted to clear his head of this nagging doubt, he asked her, “Why don’t you drive it anymore?”

“Why don’t you come up for a coffee and I will tell you why?” she smiled coyly.

This gnawing doubt almost made him say yes. He thought about his impending meeting and decided against it.

“No, it’s late and I have a long way home.” He refused.

She shrugged and turned to take her bag from the car. Its handle got stuck and as she pulled at it, the contents spilled out on the road. He swore and quickly bent down to retrieve them. She struggled to unhook her bag. He found her wallet spread wide open. He did not mean to snoop but her name stood out in his mind, especially that of her father. Then he realized to whom she resembled. He kept staring at her wallet. She managed to unhinge her bag and quickly put all her stuff back into her bag.

“I know I don’t look anything like my picture in the license.” She joked. He handed over her wallet to her.

“I did not mean to stare at it.” He was embarrassed but he had to clear his fears. “Is your father Ashok Bhatia, the business man who owns bearing company in town?” he asked.

“Yes, do you know him?” she looked at him surprised. Then he took her up on the coffee offer.

 

She looked at him sleeping. She had read the message he had sent to her earlier. She had heard him enter home early in the morning. But if she did not wake him up, he would get late to work. She blew kisses on his temple softly. The moment was broken with Shanta, their maid washing vessels loudly. Jeevan woke up and looked at her oddly. Without a word to her, he got ready for work. She sensed a turmoil inside of him.

“What is wrong?” she asked Jeevan as she held him lovingly.

“Have you ever been truthful to me?” he asked her, a harsh whisper. She took few steps back when she heard the resentment in his voice.

“Wha …What do you mean?” she stammered.

“Does Meisha Bhatia, the name strike something?” he asked her mockingly.

She turned white and sat down. “How do you know her?” she asked him, unbelieving.

“Darling I met her yesterday and what a character she is? She told me everything but I want to know the truth from you.” He said sweetly and then in his unleashed anger he said, “Now!”

She shuddered visibly as if he had slapped her, “She is my sister, Jee …Jeevan. We disowned her after…”

“After what?” he screamed at her. “Are you spinning more lies, darling?” he sneered.

“Jeevan, please listen to me. please” She begged. He grunted and she continued. “She was a spoilt brat, extremely careless and her constant accidents got dangerous. Father gave her a last warning, he was tired paying for every accidents and failures. She stopped using the car but she did not inform anyone that the car break had malfunctioned. She was still asleep in her room. I was getting late for an interview and decided to take her car at the last moment. I was speeding to reach on time. I saw her crossing the street slowly and I was alarmed when I stepped on break, the car kept going at the same speed. I kept pumping at the breaks but then I had collided into her and she fell. My car wouldn’t stop, I wanted to help her and I panicked. I called my father and he asked me to pull the gear to the lowest and pull at the hand break. Finally, after a huge distance from the accident my car swiveled to a stop. I contemplated returning to the spot but I was too scared. I managed to reach home. My father was waiting for me, he was worried. He asked me if the person I hit was okay? I said I don’t know. He took me to the spot of the accident and we overheard some people discussing that the old lady passed away on the way to the hospital. I was devastated. I had killed a person.” Tears streamed her face. He was silent, his eyes were dark pool of storm.

“That day my father disowned Meisha. He discouraged me from going to the police. Then I saw your post trending on the social media. Immediately I knew who you were. I reached out to you, so I could help you in any way I could. I never expected to fall in love with you Jeevan. I wanted redemption but instead I found love. I am really sorry; I could never bring myself to tell you everything. I knew, if I did then I would lose you. We never invited Meisha to our wedding, my father said she did not belong to our family anymore. I have not met her after that day. I never wanted to lie to you. Please Jeevan, say something.” She knelt down in front of him, tears streamed constantly.

“There is nothing left to say Srisha. Please do me a favor.” He struggled to say the next words. All the time they spent together flashed before his eyes. Then he remembered his mother and her bloodied body from the accident. He swore softly just the way he did when he found his mother dead, “Please leave, when I return home I don’t want to see you or anything that belonged to you.” He picked up his designs and left his home.

Monday, April 20, 2020

Zapped Cats



Tito shot out of the trash can like a missile launched from earth. To no one's surprise he landed on his four paws. 
"Meeoooooow" he cried and tried to get hold of his tail. His friends Pepito and Ludo had their tails pointing to the sky and their pupils narrow with fear.
"Tito! What the fur? Asked Pepito
"Ooow, ooow something bit my tail." He answered while going round and round in circles.
"Stop! You are making me dizzy" begged Ludo.

Suddenly they heard loud noises of drums and Shehnai. They trotted towards it. 
"Humans." They shrieked together. 
Ludo jumped on Tito to have a better look. Both of them ended up in a ball, rolling and fighting. Meanwhile Pepito sniffed the delicious aroma of food that came from the walking and dancing humans.
"Stop fighting like kittens." She said, " I smell food, let's follow the humans." They stopped rolling immediately and looked at Pepito walking away from them. They scurried along the street, afraid that humans might spot them.

They came upon a place between two houses by the street. They were decorated with beautiful lights and colourful bunting. Their eyes sparkled but their stomach growled with hunger. 
"Pepito, do you smell any food?" asked Ludo.
"Yes, follow my nose." she said taking the lead.
Both of them guffawed. They crept behind the house and saw a huge man speaking on the phone. Tito retreated, Ludo was unsure but Pepito marched ahead slyly. Ludo followed her and Tito hurried after them. Right then the human shoe came crashing on Tito's tail. 
"Meeoooooow" he yelped. The man side stepped quickly. Tito ran on the staircase, climbed two stairs at a time and reached the terrace leaving the other two behind. Pepito giggled as she saw Tito nursing his tail. They were on the terrace of the house. By far they could not see any food. Both boys turned to glare at Pepito.
"I almost crushed my tail for no food?" Tito complained.
"Oh! Get a useful nose Tito." Pepito scolded.
"I smell food but I cannot see it" Ludo sniffed and sniffed till he climbed the terrace wall. The other two sat next to Ludo and looked at the streaming lights ahead of them. Beyond that they saw and smelled food in huge containers. Also that there were two humans manning them.
"Now what?" Tito scowled.
"I have a plan." Declared Pepito as she licked her paws. "We balance ourselves, walk on these ropes and finally reach the food."
"Balance and walk?" they laughed.
"Yes, don't tell me you guys are not cat enough to do it? She snapped. 
"Yes of course we can, we were worried about you." Answered Ludo and Tito nodded. They slowly balanced themselves on the wires and ropes.
"Don't look down." Pepito instructed. But Ludo did and he started shivering on all his fours. He put his shivering foots ahead and swung. It had a ripple effect on the other two. The electric wires were stretched with the weights of these cats.Tito tried to move ahead quickly when he was zapped and his fur blew up looking extremely ridiculous. "Oooow" he cried out.
It hit Pepito and Ludo at the same time and their fur burnt a little. They looked like three zapped cat statues with the lights switching on and off.
Pepito recovered and shouted orders at Tito and Ludo to move ahead. But they crawled slowly, each time zapped a little by the switching on and off bulbs. If one could see their eyes now, they won't find any pupils just blank eyes. Trembling they reached the wall and they felt their body get stiff.
"I… I can s...smmell ...y.. your furrrr." Stammered Ludo.
"Youuuu aare.. s..smelli..ng yourselfff...." Said Tito laughing a little.
They jumped on the terrace floor. They were all consumed with the smell of food. They sauntered cautiously trying to be invisible towards the raw chicken pieces kept at a corner. Tito almost bit into the chicken leg when a human screamed, "Hey,... Look at the cats." 
Ludo jumped in the air, dug his teeth into the chicken piece and ran. He ran across the streaming lights towards the other terrace. Tito and Pepito looked at each other and saw two humans running towards them. They each quickly caught a piece of chicken and followed Ludo at the same speed.
Humans looked at them in disbelief and have been rumoured to have seen the cats skeleton along with the chicken bone when they got the electric shock. The lights fused shut, left the celebrations into darkness and humans all confused.
The cats reached the other end alive and with their prize. They found a corner and licked their stunned and burnt fur. 
"Tito, don't grab my chicken." Roared Pepito with her eyes glowing in the dark.
"Did I now?" Winked Tito to Ludo
They laughed aloud and pounced on to their prized chicken pieces. They swore never to again run on electric ropes. 

Wednesday, April 15, 2020

Tea, Mrs. Rajam?

Rosie took the tea to Mrs. Rajam’s room on the second floor. She found her sitting by the window in her wheelchair.
“Rosie, have you done what I asked you to do?” without turning to look at Rosie.
Rosie’s hands trembled as she took the tea to Mrs. Rajam. She could not look her in the eye and kept mum.
“So the answer to my question is ‘NO’, is it?” She demanded an answer. She sipped her tea delicately from the shaking hands of Rosie. Mrs. Rajam was paralyzed neck down in an accident four years ago.
After having her tea, she slept never to be awake again.

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Missing in Lockdown

Mala was looking out of her window at the empty streets 'You know this kind of curfew, is my second time, I had experienced it when Mumbai was riot stricken' she said to her husband.

'Tell me all about it over coffee please' he begged looking up from the book he was reading.

'Yeah why not, let me ask Tia if she wants too.' She said

Mala knocked on her daughter's door expecting her to be glued to her phone with headphones.

When she had no answer, she opened the door and went inside only to find Tia wasn't in her room. Her phone was lying on the floor and her bedroom lampshade fallen. Books were thrown on the floor and her bag tossed near the window. Mala panicked and called out, 'Rajat! come quick Tia is missing and her room....'

Rajat takes one look at the room and tells, 'Mala she must have gone out in a hurry.' 
'Not possible, not without her phone.' she says picking it up. 'Damn, it's locked. Do you know how to open it?'
'Leave it Mala, just call at Priya's place, maybe she went there while we were napping.' he says, going back to his armchair.

Mala calls Priya's place on the intercom, they live in the same building. Her mother picks up, 'Hi Mala, bored kyaa?' 'Sneha listen, is Tia there?' Mala asked hastily.

Sensing the motherly urgency Sneha said, 'No she is not here but neither is Priya. She said she is going to Raghav's place to hang out.' 
'Raghav?' Mala asked
'Raghav is Priya's boyfriend. Maybe Tia went there too.' Sneha offered. 
'Okay, where does he live?' Mala was getting anxious.
'He lives in C block, here his intercom number is 6754. Have you tried calling her?' 'She hasn't taken her phone.' Mala said worried, 'Okay let me call his place, thanks Sneha.' 

She immediately dials Raghav's extension. An old man picks up the phone, 'Yes?' 
'I am calling from A802. Is Tia or Priya there?' she asked not to wasting any time. 'No!' he barked. 'Please, I think Priya is Raghav's friend is she there?' wondering why this old man was being rude. 'Useless Raghav has been out since morning madam. I don't know what that boy does?' 
'Could I get Raghav's number?' Mala asked. 
'I don't know, what has happened? Has he done something?' the old man was coughing loudly. 
'No no, I am looking for my daughter who is friends with Priya.' Now Mala was really getting worried. 
'I think I know this girl Priya, she comes here sometimes. I am telling you, the youth nowadays are a bunch of rascals.' Mala had enough of this bitter old man, 'Thank you' 

She looked at Rajat, he was lost in his book, 'How can you not be worried? It's a curfew day and your daughter is missing from home, left her precious belongings lying on the floor and her room is ransacked. Is it not slightly out of ordinary for you?' Mala could be her sarcastic best at times, that's why she excelled as a boss to her competent marketing team. 
'Did you check at Priya's?' Rajat asked her weakly.

'I have been on the phone, chatting you think for so long?' she was furious, 'She is not there neither is Priya and nor is her boyfriend Raghav.'
'Wait Raghav Ram? Is he Priya's boyfriend?' he asked. 
'Rajat I don't have time for this, I just know Tia's not home. Where can she go?' she sat down with Tia's phone in her hand, trying different numbers to unlock it. After five attempts it did not allow her. Rajat sat down next to her and took the phone from her hand. 
He said while trying to unlock the phone, 'Raghav is state tennis champion, I have met the boy, a couple of times. Here it's unlocked.' she looked surprised, 'What was the password?'
'It was your birth date. Can you imagine that?' he laughed. She started laughing too, in spite of the worry. 
'Hey, why are you laughing?' He asked Mala. 'I am surprised that you remember my birth date without any reminder.' 'Come on, when have I forgotten? Let's check during social distancing, where has our daughter gone?' he said.
They check the phone, they see a message from an unknown number. It reads:
"-Before us great Death stands Our fate held close within his quiet hands.' Come soon."
'Rajat what is this? Who sent it to her? Come soon where?' Mala said gripping with fear. 'Mala checks where Priya is, meanwhile this seems like a line from a poem. Let me go through her phone.' Rajat said calmly but he was a bit shaken with the profound message. It was perfect for the world gripped with fear for coronavirus. 
Sneha informed Mala that Priya's phone was unreachable and so was Raghav's. She had called them after Mala had rung. She suggested they could meet and check the complex club. Usually their phone is unreachable.
Rajat saw his daughter had joined the campaign of social distance and ffight for corona in her recent activities. She was a smart girl, but what is this all about? He went back to her room. While Mala updated him, wore her mask and headed to meet Sneha to go to the club.
In her room, he saw some books which were thrown on the floor. They were her chemistry books. He picked her bag and saw her wallet was missing. He found a library slip, she had borrowed collections of poems 'Ariel by Sylvia Plath'. Where is the book? He could not find it. He searched online the exact message she had got. Then it struck him he could call that number. He immediately did that. It went unanswered. He tried again, this time a boy picked up. 'Hello' he answered casually. 
'I am Tia's father, who is this?' Rajat asked.
'Uh uncle I am Tirth, her classmate.' he seemed a bit shaken. 
'Where is Tia?' Rajat was a bit annoyed. 
'I don't know, I was waiting for her at the library. She was supposed to meet me.' he said.
'Which library and why were you guys meeting? Don't you know you are not supposed to be outside today?' Rajat was angry.
'The complex library, we were going to shoot a video for the campaign. I had the idea I wanted Tia to help.' he sounded scared. 
'Isin't the library closed, how did you manage to open it?' Rajat asked incredulously. 
'I am sorry uncle but I have to go.' 
'Wait…' said Rajat but Tirth had hung up. He called him again but it was unanswered.

He got a call from Mala, 'Rajat, hello, are you there?' 
'Yes Mala, I can hear you, did you find her?' 
'No, but the watchman saw Priya sobbing and Raghav was with her, consoling her outside the club. We are heading to Raghav's block to check.' Rajat told her about the phone call. Mala stopped Rajat and asked, now equally worried Sneha, if she knew who Tirth was? Sneha said she couldn't place it but she had heard that name.

Rajat went through her phone again, there he found a few messages from Tirth's number. Some vague messages about death and coaxing her not to do something. What was his daughter doing? His phone rang, it was Mala. 
'Raghav has his uncle's flat which is empty, his grandfather suspects maybe he is there.' Mala quickly updated. 'Where is the flat?' Rajat asked. 
'It's in Aasra township. Should we go there?' Mala was unsure, but her motherly instinct said something was not right.
'Yes, is Sneha coming too?' asked Rajat 
'Yes she is worried too.' Mala answered.
'Ok wait at the Exit, I will get the car.'

They got into the car and drove to Aasra township. He handed Tia's phone to Mala. Mala started going through it. 
'I think Raghav has taken his car. How else could they travel?' Sneha said. 
'Raghav has a car?' Rajat was surprised. He must be a year older than Tia. 'Yes, Sneha said, 'He got it on his eighteenth birthday from his mother.' 
Mala suddenly said 'There is a group, having Priya, Raghav, Harpreet and two other unsaved numbers. They are writing in codes I think lines from poems. It's about some online event.' 
'Hey that Tirth said something about shooting and Tia helping him in some campaign in the Library.' Rajat connected the conversation to Tirth.
'Library?' Sneha asked, 'But it's closed due to the CoronaVirus situation for the whole of last week and its keys are with Joshi aunty.' 
'That's what even I thought, but he hung before I could know more.' Rajat said. 
'You know what this boy Tirth I remember now, is Joshi aunty's grandson. He came here six months ago from the US, his parents left him to go to school here. I did not remember his name but now I know he could have got access to the Library. I think he is in Priya's class.' 
They reached Aasra township, and headed towards the building complex.

As they approached the flat, they heard Priya crying loudly. Rajat checked most flats on the floor were unoccupied. Sneha quickened her steps and rang the bell. Raghav opened the door, he was surprised to see all of them. Sneha ran inside to look for Priya.
'What is happening?' Mala asked Raghav as they walked inside. As they went inside they saw Priya sitting on the bed holding Sneha and crying. There were some blood spots on the bed cover.
Rajat cornered Raghav holding his arms, 'Quickly explain everything.' he said angrily. They did not see Tia there. 
Priya said, 'Uncle, Raghav is helping me, he hasn't done anything. I am … I was pregnant and scared to tell mom. So I told Tia and Raghav. Raghav knew a good doctor and he prescribed the abortion pills. We had to do it this week or it would have been dangerous for me.' Sneha's mother was quietly crying, Mala though still troubled was holding her hand.
Rajat left Raghav and sat down still looking at him sternly. Priya cried out in pain, her cramps were bad after the second medicine she had taken in the morning.
Raghav quietly said, 'We got the doctor to prescribe and send it online. I got her the pills and we have a doctor on call in case she is not feeling well. But the doctor said she would have bad cramps and heavy bleeding. When she met me at the club she was in a bad state. We had planned to get her here.'
'We?' Rajat asked
'Tia was supposed to be with us, helping Priya. But because of the curfew, she said her family would know if she went out.' he said. 
'But she is not there at home, her books and mobile were lying on the floor.' Mala said urgently.
'Tia had come to the club and gave us some toiletries but she did not join us. This was in the morning uncle, at around 11.…' Raghav explained.
'Who is the father of the child, Priya?' Rajat asked and looked angrily at Raghav.
Raghav and Priya looked down, not answering, she cried out in pain again. Her mother held the hot water bag closer to her and said, 'Priya answer us, at least you can tell me that much.' She saw her mother was embarrassed and hurt. 
'Its Tirth, Joshi aunty's grandson.' she whispered.
'Tirth?' Sneha was astonished, 'But I thought Raghav was your boyfriend. Oh God!'
'You are right Ma, he is but before that I have been close with Tirth. I was helping him as he was new. But …. Aaaaaah.'
She cried out. Raghav got up and picked up a medicine to hand it over to her, 'Enough Priya! have the painkiller. Doctor said you could have it. Don't behave sacrificial.' Priya had it.
Mala got up, she still did not know where Tia was?  
'Does Tia know it was Tirth? He has been sending her cryptic messages about death.' asked Mala.
'What messages? Tia did not say anything to us.' Raghav said. 'But yes she knows.' 
'What online event do you have?' Rajat asked.
'It's a dark poem recitation. Everyone was going to join from their homes tonight. We were discussing what we should recite, Tia chose Sylvia Plath'. 
'Everyone?' Mala asked.
'Yes we had our classmates nominating themselves over the last week. And anyone with an invite could join.' Raghav said.
'Who is organising it, your college?' Rajat asked.
'No, Tirth is heading it, and some of the boys from the computer club are supporting.' He said.
'But where is Tia? She is missing.' Mala was pacing the room.
'Aunty can I have a look at her phone?' Raghav asked. She gave it to him.
'Priya what do you know?' Sneha asked. 
'I know Tia confronted Tirth with the news of my pregnancy, I asked her not to but she said he has to know.' Priya was still in pain but she continued, 'When he knew, he met me and asked what I intended to do. I was furious that he had not used protection while we were close.' she looked at Raghav, he flinched.
'I told him I planned to abort, he was abominable. He said this was sin and we were murdering the child. He blamed Tia for brainwashing me. I told him she did not. He started screaming but Raghav intervened. Tirth left but he sent me messages too, I should not do it. He was odd and that's why I stopped being with him.' Priya said with tears.
'I think he has sent her some messages, the last call was from him.. see aunty.' Raghav was showing it to Mala. It's the same number as the messages.'
'When did you guys see Tirth last?' Rajat asked. 
Raghav looked at Priya, 'I roughened him up a little after Priya got messages from him a week ago. Asked him to stay away. That was the last I saw but Tia said when she went to the library he was lurking around but she didn't pay him any attention.' 
'Where can we find this Tirth?' Rajat asked.
'At the computer club I think, if he is hosting this online event.' Raghav quickly said.
'We have a computer club in our complex?' Mala asked incredulously. 
'It's just a small room adjoining the club.' Explained Raghav.
'When does this event start?' Rajat asked.
'It starts at 8PM.' he said.
'Ok Mala, let's go find Tirth and maybe we will find our daughter. We have 2 hours before this starts.' Rajat said getting up and heading towards the door.
'Wait….' Mala said, 'Raghav you said he might have sent her a message. What did you mean?'
'Uh from these lines 'Because when you take a closer look, this world is a pretty evil place' I felt he has given her a message or a note.' Raghav scratched his head. 
'Her poem book she borrowed from the library was missing when I had looked in her room.' Rajat said enlightened.
'Okay thank you Raghav. Mala let's go.' Rajat said. 
'Sneha, I guess you will be with Priya. Take care of her. We will keep you updated when we find Tia.' Mala said.
'Should I join you? maybe I can help to find Tia.' Raghav said.
'Yes I think it's a good idea, after all this is my fault.' Priya cried.
Rajat looked at Mala, she nodded. 'Okay.'
'I will be back aunty, we have all the supplies here.' Raghav told Sneha. Sneha accompanied them to the door, 'Tell me as soon as you know.' She patted Raghav, 'You are a good boy.'

Rajat asked Raghav if he could try Tirth's cell number, he wasn't answering his call. Raghav said he doubted he would take his call either but maybe they can try Mala's phone. They called but his phone was switched off. Raghav made some calls to other friends. 'The event is on and he is online taking questions from the participants. I asked Harpreet to ask him where he is?' Raghav took a call and updated that he is not answering Harpreet online. 'Ask him to check with Tirth in case of technical issues where he should call? Said Rajat. 
Raghav conveyed it to Harpreet and waited. Harpreet told him, Tirth gave the number of the club. 'My guess is that he is there. At the computer club.' Raghav said. 
They reached their complex, Rajat drove directly in front of the club. They got down and headed towards the club. It was dark at the club. A tiny light came from an extreme corner. Raghav pointed there and whispered 'Computer club'.
Rajat yanked open the door, he saw two boys huddled over two laptops with some other devices. 'Who is Tirth?' he barked. They looked scared and started shaking their heads. 'Neither of them' answered Raghav.
'Where is Tirth? Where is he operating from?' Raghav asked.
'We don't know, he is online and handling it from wherever he is.' one of them answered. 'Ask him where is he?' Raghav raised his voice. 
'We already did, but he simply asked us to manage the online streaming and traffic.' they said timidly. 'Then why is he directing technical issue calls to the club phone when he is not here? Raghav asked.
'He has routed all the calls from the club to his cell phone when he was here in the afternoon.' one of them said.
'What time was here?'Rajat asked, 'Have you seen Tia?'
'He came around 4ish I think and no, we don't know her. He was here alone.' confirmed one of the boys. 'Has something happened? We are not doing anything wrong.' they were scared.
'No it's okay, here take my number and call me if Tirth comes here.' Raghav shared his cell number.

They left the club, Rajat checked his phone. It was around 4 PM that he had called Tirth. 'He is hiding something, after my call he would have come here to the club.' Rajat analysed what they knew.
'I am going to his place, I don't know where Joshi aunty lives which block but I will ask Sneha.' Mala had to do something, she was tired.
'But aunty I don't think he will be at his place.' said Raghav.
'Let us at least rule that out. Meanwhile I suggest you both keep looking.' Saying that she left. 
'What did you speak to him Uncle? Should we inform the police?' Raghav was tense now.
Rajat told him about his conversation and he felt going to the police would be when they could not find Tia at all. Currently they were all busy with the curfew he was sure.
'You know what uncle, let's check the library. He said he was waiting for her there. What if she did go to meet him?' Raghav said.
Library was behind the club, it was ten minutes walk to it.
Raghav got a call and meanwhile so did Rajat. 

Mala went to Tirth's place, Joshi aunty was alone and unaware of Tirth's whereabouts. When she asked aunty when was the library last open she said last week before the lockdown. Mala asked her if anyone else had the keys to the library. She said it was only in her custody and backup with complex management. When Mala asked her if Tirth would borrow the key she stiffened and started asking why was she asking all these questions. Mala had told her everything, she had the right to know. She immediately looked for the keys and told Mala they were not there. She tried calling Tirth but his phone wasn't reachable. Mala updated all of this to Rajat over the call. Rajat asked Mala to go home and wait, they were heading to the library.
Raghav told Rajat that Tirth had announced that he would be telling them something really dark today during the recitations. They hurried to the library. It was locked but from inside. It was dark inside. Now they were sure Tirth was inside probably even Tia.
Raghav told Rajat he would check the windows if it was open. Rajat got call from Mala, 'Rajat I got a crumpled paper near the dustbin, it says
'A secret told -
Ceases to be a secret, then -
A secret, kept-
That can appall but one 
Better of it - continual be afraid
Than it-
And whom you told it besides-' ~ Emily Dickinson
Seems like a threat to reveal about Priya I think.'
Rajat told her to wait, he is at the library.
Raghav found an open window, they got in and switched on the mobile torch. They heard a small noise like continuous banging from somewhere inside. The library was slightly smaller than the club. They found Tirth hunched over his laptop with headphones. He had not heard them. As Raghav held him tight in his grip from behind, Rajat faced him. He was a medium height bespectacled boy with a slight stature. 'Where is Tia?' 
Tirth panicked and tried to get up, Raghav pinned him down. 'I am asking one last time, where is Tia?' Rajat growled.
Tirth pointed towards a store room, 'My …. My event is going to start. Please leave me.' he begged. Raghav continued to hold him. Rajat quickly opened the latch to the store room. Tia almost fell outside drenched in sweat. She had been locked close to 5 hours. Rajat held her and asked her if she was okay. She could barely speak but she nodded. Rajat looked for water and saw fear stricken Tirth. He handed the bottle to his daughter and then stood in front of Tirth and boxed his face.

When Tia was finally able to tell her parents that she got a call from Tirth, he had left a note in the book I had borrowed from the library. He wanted to reveal online today during the event that Priya was killing her child and he asked Tia to meet him so she could stop it from happening. When she desperately was looking for the poem book she got his call again. In a hurry she dropped her phone and met him. When she did, she scorned him for being so unorthodox and that that he was responsible for her condition. Tia threatened him that she will instead reveal his deeds. Hearing that he got scared and pushed her inside the store room. He locked it from outside and kept shouting not to jeopardize his event and that we all were sinners.

Raghav cancelled the event. Rajat took Tia home while Raghav kept holding Tirth till Rajat returned. Tirth was bleeding from the corner of his lips. Rajat warned Tirth that he would be reporting this to the authorities and if he ever tried to harm anyone again. He was taken home and was locked in his room. Priya returned home the next day. They were all under the lockdown to fight the pandemic.

Our carefully crafted illusion
Of predictable security,
Destroyed by a simple virus,

We watch as the well oiled gears
Of our elaborate world machine
Grind to a shuddering halt

An invisible enemy
Illuminates hidden lines
Of our interdependence

Eerie silence prowls empty streets
Enforced isolation teaching us
Just how much we need each other.

~John Mark Green