The Mysterious Look...

Once Upon A Time...

Is How All Stories Begin.

Isn't It?

But, This Is Not A Mainstream Story!

So, It Begins Like...

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The Evening Of 25 December 2012

Was Meant To Be A Special One.

Christmas Cheer Was In The Air

But Here, We Witnessed An Exception!

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Apart from Christmas, Birthday Wishes Had Cast A Joyous Spell
Especially When It Was Someone's Eighteenth!

Alas, Instead Of Cheer, A Cloud Of Grey Grief Had Impulsively Made Its Way Into This House...

Why, You Ask?

Nobody Knew!

Nobody Except One!

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The One Who Is Omniscient, Omnipresent.

The One Father,

GOD.

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Nobody Could Imagine, Even In The Wildest Of Their Dreams,

That A Pious, Fortunate Night, Like That Of Christmas

Could Turn Into An Impious, Unfortunate Night

Drenched In Blood!

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Blood - Over A Cold Blooded Murder?
Blood - Over A Family Dispute?
Blood - Over A Personal Grudge?
Blood - Over An Impulsive Revenge?

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The Possibilities Could Be Many.
The Plotters, Few.
The Target, Only ONE!

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Why She Had Been The One, Was The Bone Of Contention.
Turns Out She Was One But Not One, Not Two But Three Of Them Were Behind Her Life!

Turns Out She Was The Only Daughter Among The Sons Of The Next Generation...
And Her Widowed Grandmother's 'Apple Of The Eyes' - Her Precious Child...

It Was But Natural...
A Silent, Gradual & Overpowering Sense Of Greed & Inferiority Had Crept All The Way To The Top!

Making Brothers Shed Each Others' Blood
Aspiring To Slaughter Someone Else's Kind Intentions.

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And Then, She Caught 'Her' Looking At Her...
An Angel Who'd Descended From Heaven...

Ready To Merge With The Light...
Her Grandmother!

Her Granny's Final Look...
Saving Her - Lovingly...

And Then, The Mystery Unfolded...

How Grandma Had Secretly, Silently Known About The Turn Of Events For The Day...
And, How, To Foil It All...
She Gave Herself Away!

She Had Lost A Close Confidant...
Her Pillar Of Strength...
To That Greedy Demon...
Whom She Was Ashamed To Call Her Brother!

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This post is a part of Write Over The Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

BlogAdda gives out a creative writing theme each weekend for Indian bloggers.

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Disclaimer :-  This is entirely a work of fiction, a first attempt at the genre, rendered in third person.
 The turn of events is also fictional.
Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is a pure coincidence.

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Match Fixing Or Mind Fixing ? - Bringing The Nation Shame.....

Our nation's pride is to have won the World Cup Cricket Tournament in 1983 & 2011.

We Indians are so crazy about the game that many take leave from the office to watch the match on television, many take and give stress to themselves and other family members - less interested in the game to watch the match instead of any other program on television. Many waste hard earned money (once kept aside for buying any important article for home) to buy front row tickets in the stadium to watch the match.

       So many efforts and time and what do they watch? Not a real game  but a pre - fixed match where so many moves of the batsmen and the bowlers are manipulated - at times to make their team win and at times to lose - as guided by the BOOKIES.

        Players - few had come in light in the past years, few are in recent days and few will be in future too - but these few are only those who got caught. Many of them are still doing it and couldn't get caught. They have become puppets in the hands of these bookies and should not at all be considered as sports persons.

         Secondly, players now-a-days are after money - whether from match fixing or from commercials or from franchising. They are more interested in after match parties - girls and liquor.Game has become secondary for them. It's passion is gone and it has become the source of gathering money only.

           I wonder after seeing and hearing all this for the last so many years , why do people still go hysterical for this game? Why do they give so much importance to a single sport that all type of misuses have erupted out of it?

          Cricket has become a game of the bookies now and has lost its status of a Gentlemen's Game, sadly. Here instead of players, bookies play the game. Then what do we see? Why do we feel elated when our favorite player makes runs or a bowler takes or perhaps doesn't take a wicket? Why do we feel sad that our hero batsman had a bad day and that is why he got out at duck! Maybe he earned lakhs for doing what he did and hence it was not his bad day (as we presumed ) rather a lucky day which he himself earned.

          So, don't you think that this is MATCH  FIXING for the players & the bookies but MIND  FIXING for the people? Our minds are being manipulated and we are being made fools of to believe what we see. Although the irony is that  'What we see'  is not actually  'What it is'.

            Where is the end to this all? Why are we increasing the shameful acts in each & every field of life? Why are we running after money so blindly?  When will it be that our pride will gain more importance in our life than the worldly pleasures? When are we going to feel CONTENDED?

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