YES! I am a KILLER

Ever killed anybody? 
-YES we have!
All the ants, cockroaches, isn’t it?

A Real blood shed?
-the mosquitoes,

OKAY,
Murder with a Knife?
-Definitely, that mouse and that lizard.(HOLY GOD! These are the FUTURE SURGEONS!)

 A human body? A breathing soul brought to halt? Yes, a human being? HAVE YOU?
-*SILENCE*

Well I have, though I am not a Doctor! I killed a living soul and I am guilty.I know I will be punished, I leave my Punishment to the Readers, To HIS family members, and especially to HIS Friends, I beg their pardon.

A text message beeped, Filling the room with white light through small glass screen. I woke up to see, it was Arnav’s message, Heart Break Kid ‘HBK’ his little nickname that he loved!

“HBK
12:07 AM
THE MOST IMPORTANT MESSAGES ARE NOT THOSE IN YOUR INBOX, BUT ARE SAVED IN YOUR DRAFTS!
GN.”

A smile spread across my face, he was true. We never talked to each other much, He was a friend of my friend, I texted back,

“1SHA
12:09 AM
GN 🙂 ”

It used to be so nice, to see text messages back when we were still school kids, I closed my phone and went to sleep.

NEXT DAY
“HBK
This is my GMail-Id and password, Please have a look, its Important!”

I opened up the mail for the first time in Life, saw the mails, INBOX and found nothing, Logged out and texted back
“Nothing is here!”

Several days passed, I didn’t hear from him.

ONE DAY
I  was scrolling Down the text messages and started deleting the Old one’s, ALL of a sudden I was Struck DEAD!
I Rushed to open the Mailbox,

 

“Drafts(2)”

 

Stone faced and Shocked as I was, I knew not what to do? Tears flooded in Heart as I closed the mailbox. It had been 20 days since he gave me his password. I was shattered completely, I suffered setback and Could not speak up for days.

“Dear ONESHA,
I don’t know any other person close to me at this hour, I just don’t know, I am right or wrong but I cannot handle this Mental Pressure and Frustration anymore, Please forgive me, I am Going.
HBK”

He Left for his journey, breaking our hearts a week before IIT-JEE 2012.

There is a story in Indian Scriptures. There is a blind man, who is walking towards a well, You are watching him, If the person Falls into the well, then who is guilty? Is it the MAN or is it YOU? 

It is You!

I am Sorry. I could not save him, Yes I am guilty and Yes! I am a KILLER.

In the Loving Memory of
Arnav Mahajan
18th June 1993-2nd April 2012