Chapter 9

Years later, I got to know that Rakesh Goyal had married Shvetha, and his major plan was to get Shvetha, and getting her separated from me was just the first step. As I was thinking about all this, the bus came to a halt. It was high time I left the bus, and it was pretty urgent. I bade goodbye to Shvetha, gave her a hug, and wrapped a shawl around my face as I got down. It was all I'd see of Shvetha, or so I thought, and started moving on. As I walked on, I passed by the poultry farm Rasa owned.

The poultry farm would hold amazing significance for me. It was where I had slit the kidnapped Rakesh's throat last evening. Ever since I got to know Rakesh was Shvetha's husband, I wanted to kill him. I could not accept the fact that Shvetha had done something that foolish, and I wanted to correct her mistake. I kidnapped him, made her come to Chennai with some big cash, and firstly killed him off.

But when Rakesh was killed, I realised the story was only half finished. Where would the big dad of it all go? So the next step was simple. Go home. It was five years since I last went home. People had no idea as to what I was upto, and what I did. I walked in and sought a private audience with Rasa. As I was chatting with him, I stabbed him, twice, very quickly and escaped through a secret entrance of the home, one which I used to use a lot when I was a kid.

Rasa's men were now searching for me. I had to make my life somehow. But I had the way. I felt my pocket and there were 25000 million dollars. Shvetha taught me the art of picking pockets, and now I made a living out of it. I had been a very good student and I showed my teacher exactly that. After all, she didn't need all the cash, it was after all Rakesh's, and that bastard had an entire fortune waiting to be spent by Shvetha. Shvetha had passed on the baton to me, and I made it only stronger!