NOT A HORROR STORY

It was raining cats (Tom) and dogs and lightning at full throttle. Transportation of all kinds were stopped by the government for the next twelve hours. An actor after completing his late night rehearsals, around at 1:10 am ,was heading towards home.

While walking down the street with the pace less than the jumping speed of hundreds of mice (Jerry) which were playing in actor’s stomach as he hasn't ate anything since morning except the kheer of hard work made from the ingredients like "rice with a P" i.e. Price of these kohinoor rice which grows in the land of PASSion and Motivation and remain unaffected in this era of Demonetisation.

Another primary ingredient is "milk from the sweat and blood of worm Silk which sacrifices its own existence and its life of four days (definitely a fan of Salman Bhai) in this maze of existential crises.  ,stomach was singing songs of hunger and starvation, he was furiously looking for a place to eat but unable to find any place open at that time of night , so took out his mobile to order his dinner.

While walking along with Tom and Jerry (Sorry but every joke will not be spoon-fed to you in this one, for some intelligent jokes and some horror you need to be more attentive , please.) , so while fighting with the weather and hunger,the actor saw a street vendor, who was selling "paranthas and sabji"(north Indian food) on his bicycle .

 As the actor was starving, he ate there. While eating , and thinking about the role and complicated emotions he needed to be emote   the next day in his next play, and started talking with the vendor. After some initial formal talking, the vendor started telling him all his encounters in life with the ghosts (as Zain said whenever four people meet, they start talking about "them", Actor, vendor , Tom and Jerry the our own fantastic four) which were basically the typical stereotyped stories of ghosts which the actor has ever listened to since his childhood . 

For example, once when the vendor was crossing the bridge which was “haunted” and the ghost became most powerful on a new moon night(off-course that night was also new moon night “for extra effect”) and that bridge was the same which the actor had to cross on his way home. And while crossing the bridge, the vendor saw a lady asking for the lift and whose feet were in reverse position and after a few minutes she was following him on a bicycle till his home , etcetera, etcetera, etc. Blah, blah, blah, blah…So, After paying for the food and taking some ideas for some C-Grade masala horror movies , gave a quick look at the clock which was showing time 1:40AM .

So, in the quest  for any sort of real life inspiration for his character and to emote the emotions in a true manner , the actor took the bridge route to cut the root of this chichora bhoot but nothing of any sort of loot happened .

The actor reaches home ten minutes past two. and because of the rehearsals of the play, he was very tired , went straight directly to bed and started the last episode of the web-series which he wanted to finish for the last three weeks.

 

The web series had a tragic end, so with the wetness in the eyes, the actor switch off the lights  and was just about laying down on the bed , he remembered to set the alarm for the next day, picked up the alarm clock, saw that the time was exactly 3AM, and because of his love for the movies , instantly remembered that it is the time of devil(as taught by Horror Hollywood movies), and instantly a smile of simile flourish his face on his own thought.

 BUT on that very particular moment somebody knocked on the door and suddenly after a second, started banging the door very heavily with continuously screaming out loud the name of the actor and yelling with intensity of screaming "khoon pi jaunga"(I WILL DRINK YOUR BLOOD).

 Now the feeling of sadness and the wetness in the eyes due to the tragic end of the web series overcome by the feeling of  horror and   the eyes  wide open of the actor. 

 

He asked from the bed in a very trembling voice about who was there but no one replied.Out of Fear he remembered all the god's names and their prayers and in full sweat plus with that horror plus tragic feeling , slowly went to the door and opened the gate while revising all the names of God of every religion( There is hundred percent Secularism in the Feeling of chilling and goosebumps hilling, healing the newly filling cavity of chattering tooth of wisdom ) , 

He opened the door but to his surprise no one was there. 

In absolute fear and sweat, as he was about to close the door, suddenly a shadow came near to him with a voice shouting near his ear of fear "YOUR ORDER SIR"   . He suddenly remembered about ordering food from the mobile while coming home.

 After two minutes when his heart rate, breathing, senses ,all compartments of the train of brain came on the right track, he took his order and interrogate the delivery guy, why hasn’t he reply when the actor ask from his room and why did not he call and most importantly why he was screaming " khoon pi jaunga" continuously ?.

 The delivery person replied that he was saying " kheer(RICE PUDDING) and pizza" , which the actor had ordered and might be, which in the sound of raining and lightning might reach to the actor as " khoon pi jaunga" when he had asked from inside the house.  The delivery man said that it might be due to the noise of rain and lightning , he could not hear anything when asked from his room and got a network issue when tried to call .The actor took the order and said thankyou to the delivery person and shut the door.

 

To divert his mind, the actor texted his friend and told him all about it. The friend called him back and spoke with him and after some regular talk for a few minutes, when the mood of doom got bloom with a kaboom and broomed his zoom sized room of assume and   advised him to sleep.

 

In the morning when the friend met the actor, and asked about the late night incident and if he is OK, the actor replied with a big smile that the inspiration he was looking for his next character since the last one month ,got it through last night incident as he has to emote four different and extreme emotions( happy plus tragic plus horror plus fear) i.e. ""hatrorrfe"" simultaneously in a particular scene in his next play and now as he has lived that emotion , can organically recreate those emotions in his character,  and naturally the audience will convince with it . 

 

Moral: Always cook your own food. it is  best for mind, heart and soul (from a mother’s diary).