Unusual Short Story – So Called Reality!!
So Called Reality!! – Unusual Short Story
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This is not a story, but a page from the book of my life, which is definitely not a tale of impressive deeds, but pure bul**hit…
My name is Rahul. This incident happened one year ago when I was doing my masters. On the first day of college, I met a sweet guy named Abhishek and we went on to become close friends. I always feel something damn different about dealing with the people close to me and end up teasing & humiliating them in a pretty bad manner. I have known this habit of mine for a long time, but never tried to control it. Actually never got any reason why I should!!!
Few folk close to me thought this peculiar behaviour of mine is because of no girl and other thought I was really insane. I have known the reason to be fear of loosing my self. When I get befriended with someone, I trust them completely and lose all emotional guard against them. In effect, I become vulnerable to their actions, which I hate most. This is the main reason why I want to break (or control) the level of friendship with people after reaching some specific threshold. How I break it depends on the sanity of my mind. There were times when people believed that I was a psycho.
Let me go back to the incident happened between me & Abhishek shortly after I felt that our friendship had reached that threshold. I was waiting for an opportunity to hurt him so that he would hate me. The timing was also auspicious, reason being that day was his birthday. He expected me to do lot of gala at bash-up party which I didn’t attend and not even called him. Just sent a HBD message. He become so angry and met me next day in the class room.
Abhishek :- What the hell happened to you.? I expected your presence more than my gf yesterday.. Shame on you Rahul
No expressions on my face and I was looking at him as if I never seen him, which made him really angry. He asked me whether I was deaf , for which I didn’t respond. Finally our jovial interaction was interrupted by our HR Prof.
Before this incident, he used to come to my room everyday. I hadn’t seen him for 3 days after the incident. So I decided to pay a visit to his room and rang the door bell at 11 PM, he rang my door, He let me in and waited for me to speak.. Here goes our discussion..
Abhishek :- How weird you are!! Kept something in your mind & playing with your pal. Tell me what’s wrong with you Rahul..
I : My name is not Rahul. My age is 4 days. Still I am forced to speak to you, to know about my creator. My life started like this
At 5.39 PM, Friday i.e before 4 days, I opened my eyes and saw the world for the first time.There I saw a guy, who appeared as my mirror image, was starring at me. He introduced himself as Rahul and told me that I was his CLONE. He looked very depressed and told “I failed my people, I broke my promise and approach of mine made me a looser. So I want to escape from this world”.
He added “I have created you as my clone.Every organ of your body reflects mine, but not the neural pulses.You don’t have any of my preferences, favourites biased views or any thinking pattern similar to me.But all of my abilities and skills have been inherited.You are another version of myself with completely different and fresh mindset.I am ready to quit. You can use my identity to live. My passport,Laptop, Mail accounts(history deleted) and bank accounts belong to you.You can lead an independent life.Wish you a great experience ahead. I think we are done”.
I replied ” You created me and I consider you as My Lord. I owe everything to you.You look very sad and You want to quit. Please tell me whether I can do anything for you”.
He smiled and said “I created you to behave and live life like an individual. You will suffer if you follow my path, so I ensured that you don’t feel or remember anything of my life, while creating you.But still if you feel obliged to do anything for me, I have a unfinished job on earth. You can fulfill that.But i don’t want to keep burden on you, so I don’t give you any details of it.You can investigate it on your wish and do whatever you feel.He left the place.I could not find him afterwords”.
I started living as Mr.Rahul, your friend, and going through the college routine. I have found your name on his desk and his secret diary.You thought that I was Rahul and met me in HR class room. Then I started feeling that you know a lot about my Lord ‘Rahul and I want to know about himself more. I hope you will help me in this regard.
No matter what it will be, I determined to help my creator to fulfill his last wish and make his work done.This is the least thing I can do to My Lord, who destroyed himself for unknown reasons. Can you help me in this regard.
I expected Abhishek to slap me after listening to the above crap. it was followed by a silent session of 10 mins, Abhishek staring at his monitor and left shaortly after that. He met me next day and he it goes:
Abhishek: How are you dude!!! Haven’t seen you for the last 4 days..Hope you are alright now..
I : U Ghazini, I had decent fun narrating my story. I thought you had some weird/crazy dreams that followed our conversation. Sorry for the same.
Abhishek : ;gave me a quizzical look and told “I was in Kakinada for the last 2 days attending my cousin’s wedding ” and left the place.
I remember that he had some travel plans at that time. Immediately I went and saw his hostel /mess logs in the register. To my surprise, he was not there.I called his father asking the same. Checked with his neighbors. Same response. The only thing I am sure about anything was that night & my conversation with “HIM”. I repeatedly told myself “it was figment of your f**king imagination”.
I came out of that incident, had no fights with Abhishek, completed my Masters and started working. My job is to make Power Sector companies leverage their IT better. As a part of it, I went to meet a client and a long interview was scheduled. I had an inventory of questions to shoot the client and I completed all of them But the guy(VP) stared discussing about climate and roads of our city.
Then he asked me “Have you got a chance to find the wish of your creator, who destroyed himself”.
I couldn’t believe myself or face him at that time. Stared at him for 2 min and rushed back to the reception. I was sweating and sought details of “HIM”. Nothing unusual, about him. While coming back, I have seen a caption on f a solar cell panel located outside their office , i.e “Energy can be neither created nor destroyed”. But I got to know that it comes back to haunt you..
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