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“HAI BEAUTIFUL… IT’S MADHAV HERE.”
“HAI BEAUTIFUL… IT’S MADHAV HERE… “
A message flashed on my mobile while we were waiting for the airbus to home on Friday evening…
Three months before, the same day waiting for the same airbus, near the same travels… moreover the same time… I got a call from an unknown number… The call which made my life terrible…
Madhav, as he introduced himself told he discovered my lost ID card. To get my card back I was supposed to meet him personally. He kept on torturing by calling and texting from unknown numbers. At last I threatened him that I would complaint to police, he stopped… And I erased his name…
Today again that absurd message… pierced my eyes and senses. I took my phone and checked the number. It was a new one… But how did he get my new number…
This time I didn’t switch off my mobile, as I did before. Gaining all the courage, I waited for his call. I would record the call and give it to the police, I decided…
To my surprise, even after half an hour he didn’t call or texted me. That soothed my mind a little, hoping that he will not come up with his tricks any more until I respond…
My relief didn’t last too long. Next day I rolled out of bed by hearing the whatsapp notification…
“HAI… IT’S MADHAV HERE. YESTERDAY YOU LOOKED AWESOME IN WHITE… “
Goosebumps rose all over my body… So he is all around me, watching and following… please God help me…
Saturday…
“Oh God!! 102 degree temperature…. What happened my child? How did you become so ill suddenly…??” My mom started sobbing.
“Hey mom it’s okay… it’s a mere fever… I will be alright soon… “ I consoled her.
But my mind was wavered with bizarre thoughts. I was deeply frustrated about the fact that he knew my address… I didn’t tell mom about him.
Sunday evening…
Waiting for Kerala Express to Coimbatore. My eyes were hooked upon those men looking suspicious on me. Wondering someone would come near me and introduce himself, “IT’S MADHAV HERE… “
“But how is he getting all my new contacts…? I am totally exhausted running away from all men who are looking at me brutally…“ I started weeping…
Monday morning we were assembled near the food court for a meeting from our mentor, in fact our main HR. We were called there to discuss about the suicide of our batchmate…
“Amal, dear don’t...
A message flashed on my mobile while we were waiting for the airbus to home on Friday evening…
Three months before, the same day waiting for the same airbus, near the same travels… moreover the same time… I got a call from an unknown number… The call which made my life terrible…
Madhav, as he introduced himself told he discovered my lost ID card. To get my card back I was supposed to meet him personally. He kept on torturing by calling and texting from unknown numbers. At last I threatened him that I would complaint to police, he stopped… And I erased his name…
Today again that absurd message… pierced my eyes and senses. I took my phone and checked the number. It was a new one… But how did he get my new number…
This time I didn’t switch off my mobile, as I did before. Gaining all the courage, I waited for his call. I would record the call and give it to the police, I decided…
To my surprise, even after half an hour he didn’t call or texted me. That soothed my mind a little, hoping that he will not come up with his tricks any more until I respond…
My relief didn’t last too long. Next day I rolled out of bed by hearing the whatsapp notification…
“HAI… IT’S MADHAV HERE. YESTERDAY YOU LOOKED AWESOME IN WHITE… “
Goosebumps rose all over my body… So he is all around me, watching and following… please God help me…
Saturday…
“Oh God!! 102 degree temperature…. What happened my child? How did you become so ill suddenly…??” My mom started sobbing.
“Hey mom it’s okay… it’s a mere fever… I will be alright soon… “ I consoled her.
But my mind was wavered with bizarre thoughts. I was deeply frustrated about the fact that he knew my address… I didn’t tell mom about him.
Sunday evening…
Waiting for Kerala Express to Coimbatore. My eyes were hooked upon those men looking suspicious on me. Wondering someone would come near me and introduce himself, “IT’S MADHAV HERE… “
“But how is he getting all my new contacts…? I am totally exhausted running away from all men who are looking at me brutally…“ I started weeping…
Monday morning we were assembled near the food court for a meeting from our mentor, in fact our main HR. We were called there to discuss about the suicide of our batchmate…
“Amal, dear don’t...
