Mohabbat Buri Bimari
Chapter 1
The red tip of his cigarette glowed in the smothering darkness of the surroundings. He was sitting on a park bench watching the empty street. Big, black clouds which looked like lumps of coal, hung in the sky. The moon shined brightly behind the black treetops.
'This cold-blooded monster killed her for money'
'you are permanently suspended'
'we are ashamed of you'
'Your honour I request you to give him maximum possible punishment for such a heinous crime'
Sachin covered his ears to stem the noise. The spiteful comments, the looks of hatred and the distrusting eyes hovering inside his mind were intolerable.
He had tried to prove that he was innocent. He had screamed in front of thousands of people that he didn't kill her. He loved her more than his life. How would he murder her? But nobody had trusted him. Friends had turned foes. His colleagues, his boss everyone thought that he was a criminal. Even the court had not believed him.
But later in a shocking discovery, he had found out that she had betrayed him. She had an illicit affair with another man and all through four years of their marriage, she had made a fool of him. With little money left and a crown of crime hanging over his head, he had fled from prison. He had arrived in the small town of Wicksteed where no one knew him. He had contacted an old friend of his who had agreed to help him.
So here he was in Wicksteed waiting for his friend to arrive.
Suddenly Sachin was blinded by bright headlights. A black Limousine stopped right at his feet. Sachin shifted in his seat and watched the scene unfold before him.
The chauffeur got down and opened the door. A handsome man stepped out of the Limousine. He was well dressed and bore an expression like he owned the earth. Sachin saw a dame sitting inside. The man opened the door for her and she stepped out. She looked stunning in a navy blue gown. The diamond necklace and ear studs glimmered in the pale yellow street lamp. The dame was apparently drunk as she wasn't able to walk properly. The man supported her and guided her to the lavish mansion which stood on Sachin's right. Neither the Chauffeur nor the man had taken any notice of Sachin who was sitting on the bench. They had ignored him as if he didn't exist.
Within a minute of their departure, the Limo had sped away making the street lonely once again.
Sachin gritted his teeth.
'Rich bastards! What do they know about life? They get everything they want. I envy them. I envy those happy souls.' thought Sachin.
His life sucked at that moment and the mere thought tormented him, made him angrier.
He threw away the Cigarette butt and inhaled deeply closing his eyes.
'No Sachin! You can't do this! She was a bitch! And she is dead for good. You will not ruin your life for her. You must start afresh.' he scolded himself.
He inhaled a deep breath.
'Yes I know I can do this. I am going to achieve everything. Every damn thing. Money, Fame, Recognition and perhaps love.' he said to himself.