Dead Inside

Ammo would believe me. She had always believed me.
When I had stolen money from Abu’s jacket and feigned ignorance, she had trusted me. When I had hit the guy in school, and purred innocence like a cat, she had reprimanded Abdul to stay far from me.”I will break your legs if you try to harm my boy.” When I had gone for a movie instead of college and had come home late, she had believed me to be working hard.
Likewise, even now, I know Ammo would believe me.
After all, I have not done it with an intention. I never wanted to.
It was his plan. He, who was my friend; he had asked me to listen to my heart. “We live only one life. Make sure its worthy.”
I had done it only for making that lifetime worthy enough. Worthy enough of facing myself! I was scared nonetheless but the thought of the prestige it would give me amongst my peers, hooked me.
I could have said a ‘no’ when he asked, “You want to try?”
I had seen him heaving up and down and heard the moans that came out from his mouth. It gave him pleasure. In the silence that surrounded us against the backdrop of the setting sun in this lonely area, the cries coming from the subdued figure below him were muffled. It was fatigued, blood oozed out and spilled on the floor. It was mixed with saliva.
The sensation was strong as I felt it against my skin. My mouth began to salivate. I started feeling cold and my palms began to sweat. The figure was disfigured. It was bruised. What difference would it make if I vented out my sentiments. I assumed myself giving away those pleasurable moans. I was 23. When would I have my share of fun? My heart trumpeted in a crescendo and when it hit the final note, I decided I will try. And I did.
The ordeal was momentary. It was not what I had imagined. It was more like caressing a dead doll.
As I stayed there, feeling weak, with all my muscles sagging and watching the dish that I had feasted on, looking around as the mosquitoes began encircling my forehead, the gravity hit me. The guilt shook my grounds. I had put my hands in the fire not knowing it would char me.
He asked me to hurry. I was sweating when we started walking. He assured me we wouldn’t be caught. I tried to relax myself looking away from the body I had dug my anchor into. It remained motionless.
When she finds out, Ammo would cry and beat her hands against her bosom and hit me and say I have killed the human within me. She will consider it heinous and would hit me even more. But I would explain it to her that I had never wanted to. I was innocent and it was his plan. Then she would be convinced and would blame everything on my friend. And she would believe me.
Like she always did.

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Bone Factory

It was dark monsoon season in Burdwan(West Bengal, India) and it was raining heavily. There was a small village of fisherman and farmers in Burdwan district. All villagers were inside their houses, resting and preparing for the night. Nobody was wandering on the road but for a few people who just closed their shops for the day and were rushing towards their respective homes.

About, one kilometer away from the village there was a gathering of 6 people. They had spades in their hands and large carry bags. Nobody in villages knew what they were doing in this heavy rain. The group of people was standing over there, like they are awaiting for order from someone. Suddenly, they started moving towards the village's graveyard. After reaching there, all of them kneeled down and started a small prayer, it was like they were about to do something very sinful, may be murdering somebody. Maybe they just came over to bury a relative who died that day, but in that case there must have been more people(than the size of the group), a dead body, and lots of  crying etc. All of these were missing, indicating that something illegal was going on.

After finishing the prayer they all scattered themselves in the graveyard and started searching for something. Suddenly one of them stopped at one of the graves which was just few days old because the soil over was it not so tight and started digging it out. Meanwhile, other five people also started digging. Nobody could guess what they were upto. But after about 15 to 20 minutes of digging they came with something very shocking, it was the bones of dead people. They were digging carefully so as to not disturb the skeletons in the graves. One after another they were digging out the all body parts of the skeleton in the grave and were detaching remains of muscles and tendons which were still attached to the skeleton. After they finished digging and collecting bones from the graves they just filled all the grave as same as it was before. Some of them had got a complete skeleton and some had got only big bones of a human body. Now they started filling all the bones in the bags they had. After 10 minutes a truck arrived  and they loaded all the big bags with bones in the truck. It continued to rain incessantly and the only sounds that could be heard were that of the rain and the thunders in the sky.  One man got out of the van and gave some money to all six people.


The truck rushed to a warehouse and after it reached, two workers came upto the truck to collect and put all the carry bags in the warehouse. One man started opening the bags one after another and emptied the contents into a chemical tank. In the warehouse there were one big room full of bones, it was like a Bone Factory. After two days all the bones would be dried in open air and delivered to the main agent representing their customers.

 It was smuggling of human bones to other countries and medical institutions. Even some monasteries buy these bones to use them in their rituals. Nobody knows where we will go after death.