Blood Bath- Devesh Jha

Blood Bath- A passion for betray...

It was the bit late night; pale and foggy fumes were moving, having a zephyr touch because they had absolved most of dews.

In my hostel, out of the door, a sound buzzed, as over the ears many persons were walking without any curable answer, It's the new seneschal like buddy had passionate for the knowing of reason, all were looking to each other with a fevicol silence, then I moved my long knee barer foot to the seniors.

In the corridor, I called on Nishant, whose white shirts had a glow caused by blinking and broken bulb shadowed lights, usually he wore sweater under the shirt and jacket is old and fugacious style for him. Whatever between the eye contact that was initiated for knowing the reason of that buzzing sound, he climbed on stairs and slowly – slowly moved his head that can defined how and what was going here before a bit. Me too followed him and caused the anti clockwise motion in my head as a gear fixed in the two necks of us. When he reached, I stared; he took out his dirty air of breaths ever a noon, which seems as smelling yawn, and smiled as never before. I shook my eyebrow, then he hand over a packet to me, I defined It's chicken. Nishant assured himself by the peeping into one room and then cause an attention near of my ear, “It's nothing one junior is crying.” “But why?” an sketched image having the tear and innocent face of a junior’s fixed his eye with spectacle just hobbled in my mind and then I asked, I’ll caressing from the heart, that could revealed here.

Nishant’s feature just vexed after expectoration, even he hadn’t split in his throat, “Dude, he is crying, because his girlfriend kicked him on the phone, she wants break up with him, and this duffer says he loves her.” A doodle line of destiny, ‘Love Love Love’ peeked in my mind, I stepped, and said to Nishant, “I am coming after a talk him.” Nishant flicked off his eyebrow in the ‘I don’t care’ style.

In that room 4-5 seniors, two mate of that boy sat on the different corners, one or two of them was trying to make the funny to that moment, one was caressing and a typical type his innocent face was in blush and anger with snorting breaths.

“Hay buddies what going?” I blew my toned word.

I took all’s attention, again the mobile beeped, that junior shouted, “Leave me alone… otherwise..” after his yelped and echoed slowly - slowly everybody came out, I thought I might have to face his anger right now, I should leave this spot but I said while I stepped back, “Cool… you are not at the home, It's hostel, after all roam in hell.”

After one hour, It's again me, walked in the corridor, all buddy were busy in their room, only I was staring to the new tiles of south corner, and I was increasing and decreasing that distance from my sight, suddenly I felt a shadow, Oh! It's that crying junior, he moved to me and said, “Sorry sir, I am really sorry.”

“You was in emotion, don’t regret, but consider to behave before that it could acted.” I smiled and assured him. and then I took out my matches for the smoke, only second last cigarette now preserved at my hand, so I wanted to burn it after a ling hour now I felt, I should make the puff of smoke in this fog.

“Burn it.” I hand over the cigarette and matches to the junior.

He nodded then again, I breathed in fast, and he did as I said.

“Then, why you are not in the room?”

“Actually…” he babbled.

“Whatever leaves that, take an inhalation of this.” I interrupted and offered my finger pile like cigarette. Without any hesitation, he smoked in a well manner. I thought I should ask to him that, “Do you deserve it?” but I kept this sentence in my mouth only, because in this situation, betray, he deserve all thing good or worst.

Then he requested, “Sir, can you give me matches.”

“I think fire is in this time in your heart, brain, eye so I don’t understand what the need of matches.” I drew an imaginary circle in my brain spot between the tiles and his spectacle.

“Not like that really give me your matches, please.”

I offered my matches, and then he took out his mobile, and made it in switch off mode, while he moved towards the lawn. I too followed him, in the mid of lawn he put up his mobile on the surface and collected some rough paper, after a binge he cause a fire in that, his mobile start to burn with the flame of papers and a carbon smoke rounded there. After the destroying of his connective device with his lover; mobile, he felt calm on his face. Although mobile was costly but after the burn when a writhe of smile appeared on his spectacle’s shadow, was better. I kept my matches, returned to my room with an unseen sullen, and laid on the uncovered bed.

Nishant suck lock of his calmer and secret box had a sound of hutchu... hutchu… whenever he entered his key in that lock, I had to annoyed, so yelped, “Leave that Yaar... If It's not opening then why you trying to make noise as hutchu... hutchu...”

“Oh ho... its important dude I have forget my some documents I this box...”

“Was that note or?”

“Not It's a nude note... how to see the bathroom naked girl?”

“Mature beta, hmm!! Okay do your hutchu... hutchu... I am sleeping.” I covered my head with a blanket.

“Then It's important for you Panky, parody cab of a pussy cat, in the seat of car... ouch.. ya yaa hold it hold it!!! Oh yeah”

The lustful, libido voice of Shashi echoed, because in the leisure hour he like to read the porn books and novel, and his leisure hour start from morning to the next morning, lush of his twisted tongue, reminded how a pity for engineering aspirants, no max no mute only kill the shoot of math’s equation. My maxilla felt a tear on my cheek, under the blanket I was trying to sleep, but Naina’s eye seemed as sat at my pupil and stared to wounded heart of me, for her, for blood bath in the tears fragrances.

I dreamed the nude bath of my love, then It's appeared as, a brownish but pale bath tub of my chest, one emotional fairy like feminine things is opening her cloths, oh that heart of Naina with a soft and reddish skin, then she opened the tap the blood of me started to fall off in the tub of my chest instead water, then she sprinkled my tears instead of rose water, Gulabjal, she putted the tore paper of my love letter instead of petal, for the soap she used my heart’s muscle, foam couldn’t cause only pus immersed on the smooth skin, the fragrances of crying and pain was being loud all around, in the beautiful panorama I was seeing the hated and horrible scenes, as any ghostly dull cinema.

I was being sick for seeing a bathroom’s blood bath of mine betray. The most coiled, confused dream caused a vomit in me, I shut my eyelid with tremendously attack and pushed the thoughts in the back mind, and I wanted to delete some evil memory. Shashi read loudly his add line of his porn magazine,

“Having a good item; girlfriend is necessary, for the libido partner, see the perfect match and contact us.” I spoke with a fighting furore “Off! Shut down your mouth Shashi, annoying much..!” “Okies..” Shashi putted his silence on the mouth.

After a minute, he said again, “You know? You had already a lot of partner, so you are not much interested, you have taken the joy.” I uncovered my head after full belief that now tears would have been disappeared, even though I cried in a silence sob manner, and then I told, “Still I am virgin.”

“Are you barren?”

“Don’t add the love + lust, I hate that..”

“Okies” Shashi had to wry.

Between the sob, at the slice of my cornea, I could able to see a blood spot due to my tears pressure, then again I am seeing the blood bathed Naina… i tilted my pockets having cigarette packet and burnt the last one.

(It's the part of my next fiction- Someone Special {Blink of Blind} Devesh Jha)