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The never ending tale of bloody knife
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I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me?Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand.
Really I was wandering amongst my thoughts. What had happened to me ? Whose blood was over the knife ?
I got out of the bed and ran out of my house to collect help.But what would I say when they asked me about the bloody knife. Would it be right to call neighbours or police ? I decided to wipe the blood. I decided not to discuss with anyone.
Suddenly the phone rang. I picked the phone with my trembling hands.
"hey buddy how are you ? will you join the cocktail party with your wife today at 8:30 pm."my friend jack questioned me on phone.
"Oh! sorry jack but today I have to go with my wife." I put down the phone and suddenly remembered rosina my wife. "Where is my wife ?" I yelled.
I ran here and there , called her and mine friends , cross checked her schedule on calender but not got any clue. Then I ran towards the balcony , in the hope that perhaps she was gardening.
When I reached the garden I saw a mysterious clown head smiling at me.
On the other side my first birthday present by my wife was burried. I picked the clown.
A terrible voice came from behind. Suddenly the flood of water surrounded the garden. I was about to drown under water.
"Oh! No please help me I have to save my wife." I was crying with voice of my maximum amplitude. After a few moment someone slapped me.
I saw that was my roommate pouring water over me. My roommate told about me that I am unmarried. Even till now I had not tried for any girl friend. He questioned then to whom's wife I have to save ?
I was really feeling too embarrased. That was my horrible dream. I woke up and went towards stairs. Due to that I slipped and my head hit any hard surface.
I blinked as I regained consciousness.
I had hit my head hard , or someone hit me ? Then I realised holding a bloody knife in my hand..................
© AMAN PANDEY
I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me?Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand.
Really I was wandering amongst my thoughts. What had happened to me ? Whose blood was over the knife ?
I got out of the bed and ran out of my house to collect help.But what would I say when they asked me about the bloody knife. Would it be right to call neighbours or police ? I decided to wipe the blood. I decided not to discuss with anyone.
Suddenly the phone rang. I picked the phone with my trembling hands.
"hey buddy how are you ? will you join the cocktail party with your wife today at 8:30 pm."my friend jack questioned me on phone.
"Oh! sorry jack but today I have to go with my wife." I put down the phone and suddenly remembered rosina my wife. "Where is my wife ?" I yelled.
I ran here and there , called her and mine friends , cross checked her schedule on calender but not got any clue. Then I ran towards the balcony , in the hope that perhaps she was gardening.
When I reached the garden I saw a mysterious clown head smiling at me.
On the other side my first birthday present by my wife was burried. I picked the clown.
A terrible voice came from behind. Suddenly the flood of water surrounded the garden. I was about to drown under water.
"Oh! No please help me I have to save my wife." I was crying with voice of my maximum amplitude. After a few moment someone slapped me.
I saw that was my roommate pouring water over me. My roommate told about me that I am unmarried. Even till now I had not tried for any girl friend. He questioned then to whom's wife I have to save ?
I was really feeling too embarrased. That was my horrible dream. I woke up and went towards stairs. Due to that I slipped and my head hit any hard surface.
I blinked as I regained consciousness.
I had hit my head hard , or someone hit me ? Then I realised holding a bloody knife in my hand..................
© AMAN PANDEY
