A Closed Room

There was smoke in the air or air was there in the smoke, one could not tell by a glimpse. Decency and consciousness have to sacrifice their modesty and lungs to breathe in that atmosphere.

Vimal (in his trembling voice): Waiter! Refill my glass. Patiala peg.

Friend 1: How many more patialas will you drink ? Just look at you. You can’t stand by yourself. Your eyes are getting intoxicated and darker day by day.

Vimal: Still I can look very clearly.

Friend2: Okay , tell me , pointing two fingers ,how many fingers are these?

Vimal: eleven

Getting the vulgar meaning of his joke, They all laughed and made that dirty atmosphere dirtier with their more vulgar abusive talks.

Friend1: Listen dude! My quota is over for today

Vimal: What are you saying? It's just 1:30 AM. You are such a party destroyer. The night has just become young.

Friend2: No way man!, it's enough now. Need to go to work in the morning.

Friend1: We are not as lucky as you are. We do not have a rich wife like you so that we can follow your motto “ Eat, Drink, Sex, Repeat”.

Vimal poured down seven more pegs down his throat and reached home . His wife Seema was waiting for dinner. After watching his state she screamed in anger and sadness.

Seema: Here comes my All mighty husband.

Vimal: Oh darling!, you are still awake.

He grabbed her from behind and man- handled her very strongly. Choked her throat with his wrist.

Seema: Vimal!! You are hurting me

Vimal: SsssssshhhhHHH, I know, I know, I know

He raped her. This was not the first time husband has raped his wife.

Now Seema was sitting alone ,scattered all around , unsuccessfully trying to collect his lost dignity in those corners.

Vimal with a half burnt cigarette and a glass of whisky on the other hand came near to him.

Vimal: Hey Love. That was fucking far out.

Seema looked at him with absolute no emotions

Vimal: Oh baby! Come on. You are my wife. Please don’t trip out.

Seema: You hurt me Vimal. You had really hurt me.

Vimal too his face in his hands

Vimal: No baby! It can never happen in my dreams also. Where is my girl! where is my Seema!

Seema: Right.

Vimal: Yeah? Say it.

Seema: I am your girl.

And started licking her violently again.

Seema again with his straight face ordered him to quit smoking and drinking. While putting on the condom he said” I just had two pegs , Mylove!. ”.

Seema: You will know when you will buy those pegs from your own money

Vimal: What are you saying darling. Your money , my money . Same thing.

Seema: Don’t you have some self- respect, self- esteem or even dignity for sake. Don’t you feel embarrassed to live on your wife’s money? And, that is not a problem to me. But you do nothing at all ,you pervert .

Vimal: Enough you Lame ugly woman. Haven’t god punished me enough to marry a physically disabled paralysed woman.

Seema has had polio since her childhood.

Seema: Even crippled people also have hearts . Don’t I know how many women have slept in my bedroom. For god’s sake , I am also a human being. For once treat me as human. You were nothing without me. This bunglow, business, this luxury life . . everything you have is a piece of charity to you from my father.

You beggar! you parasite!, a piece of shit!

Vimal: Enough is enough Seema. I will end this for once and all. I will slash down the root cause of all my miseries. I will finish you today. You whore.

He took out a chainsaw from the garage and rushed towards her to cut her

Seema quickly moved her wheelchair and locked herself inside the bathroom. Vimal cut down the door of the bathroom with the chainsaw and picked up Seema from the wheelchair and threw on the floor, slit her throat with the chainsaw and then sliced every organ of her for the next three hours.

He cleaned the floor with the wiper with a glass of whisky in one hand and wiper in another hand. Suddenly he felt like an earthquake and two hands came ripped out from the already broken floor and grabbed his throat.

Vimal in utter shock and sweat came back to reality from the world of dreams. He quickly rushed from the bed and reached the place where he had buried his wife’s body a few hours ago. And cement the floor very cautiously. And again went to sleep

The next day when the milkman came and asked about the mixture of cement and if any construction was going on. .

End of Episode 1

Synopsis of Episode 2: One policeman came to the house and started checking the whole house….