Sunday, August 3, 2014

The Game

It was a dark room.There were cracks on walls alongside the age old beams.
As Ramu opened his eyes, he dint have a clue on where he was.The place was nothing like the ones he had visited before.It was paining,as he had started to feel his bleeding leg.

He saw Bheem,waking up in the other corner of the room, from the state similar to what Ramu  was in a few minutes back. Bheem had his moment of surprise too and stared at the room just as amazed as Ramu was.They both exchanged glances but could not utter a word.

Ram tried to recollect what had happened to him.He was roaming on green grass in the early morning that day.He was this absolute care free animal,enjoying the nature.He liked the leaves on trees that morning,reminiscent of the fact that it had rained heavily the last night.
As he was minding his own business at the grassland, he was pushed from back and was given
an injunction. Injunction had pained him and had him dozed off before the needle was taken aback. The next thing he could see was this very room where he was in now.

Wondering if the similar thing had happened to Bheem,he was about to speak to him.
That moment suddenly the doors flung open.Two men in their mid 30's barged in
and before they could resist Ram and Bheem were taken out to the open field.

In midst of cheers they killed Ram and Bheem with one shot onto their necks and it was all over.
That night the whole crowd enjoyed the mutton made out of Ram and Bheem. For them there was no time to reflect what could have been through these abducted lambs.


PS: This is a translated version of a story I had originally written in kannada
http://syntaticsugar.blogspot.in/2011/01/blog-post_21.html