Untitled Story Chapter 1

                   ******* Trying to write a thriller , haven't thought of a title***********

He heard a blood curdling scream , followed by an eerie silence. It sent a chill through his spine.

Who could it be on a Saturday night when everyone in the town preferred to be at the happening places instead of the deserted outskirts. He had chosen this location because of this very reason. It was deserted and nobody ever came there.

He was about to dismiss it as a figment of his imagination when he heard it again, this time louder. He immediately put down the crime fiction he was reading and rushed out of his house in his pajamas.

Just as he stepped out of the gate, he was blinded by the headlights of a speeding land cruiser, he jumped in time to save himself from being hit by it. Something is seriously wrong - he thought. He followed the Tyre tracks that the cruiser had left behind for half a mile till it ended near the woods. It was 1 am on his watch. No person in their right senses ever entered these deep dark woods at any time let alone past midnight, he too was petrified. But then he had nothing to lose. It was 9 years back during his NYPD training when he was 20, had learnt to fear nothing. He fished for the tiny torch that he always carried no matter where he was. He had flashbacks of his crime solving days at NYPD . He was the most dangerous officer and no criminal ever managed to escape when he was on a case. Everything was perfect until he until he mistook the chief of police for a drug dealer and shot him. The chief survived and the officer was kicked off the force. NYPD officer Mike Turner after seven years of selfless to the department was fired. Mike dismissed all the thoughts from his mind and walked into the woods. He walked cautiously trying not to make a sound but he did step over a few dead leaves but the crunch of the leaves under his slippers in the pitch dark and dead silent wood seemed like a bullet being shot. As he walked he flashed his torch in all directions somewhere in the woods he could hear a wolf. After a fifteen minute search when he had almost convinced himself that nothing was wrong and it was probably some drunk people being adventurous. When he flashed his torch on the ground he noticed a trail, trail of something being dragged. 

It lead deeper into the woods. He followed it, just when he was near the river that flowed through the woods he stumbled upon something. Losing his balance he fell over it. He looked at what had made him fall and saw it was a body and he could hear the person breathe. Alive and breathing. He knelt next to the body to examine it, the person was lying on his back and had been stabbed in the abdomen. For the first time Mike Turner did not know what to do  at a crime scene. Here he was a fired cop at 1:45 am in the dark woods in the middle of nowhere, with no prove that it wasn't he who had committed the crime. Coming back to his senses he called 911

Mike: Hi Mike Turner here. I am calling from the Green Estates, I have found a man. He has been stabbed in the forest nearby. Please send an ambulance immediately....

Thoughts running wild Purposely

The other day I was just sitting lost in my thoughts, that happens often, I just drift away into some other world sometimes; most of these thoughts go away even before they come. But this particular one has been lingering since then.

I was thinking about life about mine particularly, what have I done, until now? Honestly nothing significant. If I haven’t am I trying to? Answer to this too is a big No. What is my purpose in life? I had no clue about my purpose until this thing crept into my silly little brain. Maybe even now I am not very clear about. It all seems very hazy.

I cannot answer what is my purpose? It is easier to answer what isn’t. It isn’t to be selfish; I have probably been a lot of times.  James Allen quoted “Selfishness must be discovered and understood before it can be removed. It is powerless to remove itself, neither will it pass away of itself. Darkness cease only when light is introduced; so ignorance can only be dispersed by knowledge and selfishness by love” So this clears a little haziness, my purpose should be to love, love the people around me, respect them . 

Is it just the people around me? Now another questions pops up. Am I doing anything to make the world a better place? Am I playing my part in doing so? Perhaps not. But what can I, an eighteen year old dreamer, an engineer- to- be do? This time not so difficult to answer, we need a little introspection to answer this. I do not see myself working in some software company , I do not want to, there are better things I can do with life .Further introspection leads me to conclusion that I can infact do a lot. Have we ever thought about the people in Japan, or the Egyptians or why go far the kids living in the slum or the orphanage in your city? Even I had not until I attended one of these AIESEC conferences. 

We probably preach this all the time, each and everyone of us has said it at least once in their lifetime . But do we really go out there and do anything about this except sympathizing.  Only a handful do that.Trust me there is nothing more satisfying in the world , than seeing a poor man happy . And when the reason is you , it gives you immense satisfaction . I have felt it just once in my eighteen year long  life. But would want to get  that get feeling again.The thing costed me the only 50 bucks I had but the smile on that poor man's face prompts me to  do it again.

I will now stop , with a promise to myself that whatever it be I will try to live selflessly and have a purpose that makes the lives of people( who really need it ) better.