The first thing which came to my mind was the Colt .45 which I held for the first time 10 years ago. I was too excited then to foresee this day. 3 days later was my first murder. It felt so exhilarating. I felt on the top of the world with all the power in my hands. 2 years later, I got my first semi-automatic; 3 days later emptying the whole magazine into that diamond trader’s chest who refused to cough up 3 crores (khokha as we call it). Not even in the remotest corner of my mind did this day appear. Entering Mr. Unknown’s office and shooting him at point blank with those rounds which any Army would kill to have gave me an unknown joy which I could not comprehend and never in my wildest dreams could I imagine this day. 3 years ago I met her. What a wonderful time we spent together. I could tell that I loved her from the first time I met her. Those beautiful eyes, that cute face, oh my GOD…. Those evenings spent at Marine Drive…. I do not know why I did not think of her when I was pumping those goddamn bullets into that Inspector’s head. I wish I had not married her 3 months ago. I wish I did not leave the house last week with that loaded gun. I wish I did not get caught by those goddamn cops who were there where they weren’t supposed to be. I wish I could get a fair trial by that bloody inspector whose brother I had mauled by the Diwali of my gunfire. I wish he did not get me to this secluded road on the pretext of taking me to court. I wish he hadn’t shot his subordinate in the ankle. I wish he did not open up my chains and put an empty revolver in my hand. I wish he did not take my semi-automatic from the box of my belongings. I wish the gun was empty. I wish he did not aim it to my head. I wish so many things. They say that your entire life flashes in front of you when you are in mortal peril. I wish my life was better, longer and more fruitful. I wish all this when the .45 caliber bullet is whizzing towards me with god-knows what speed. I wish all this is a dream and I wake up tomorrow with none of this happening.
Who am I kidding…….. BAM!!!!! SPLAT!!!!!!!
Who am I kidding…….. BAM!!!!! SPLAT!!!!!!!
