Tattoo..A Story by Surya How could it kill me... Oh damn! I feel like someone hard hitted me on head with a
hammer, I feel my head is heavy now falling off the neck, eyes rotating, everything
is blur in my vision, I feel to burst up my head.Oh God! Never a rum again, hangover
is f*****g me, more hard than a break up.We were group drunk last night to
celebrate my sorrow in breakup but I see none near to me in my apartment in
morning, at a side my head is out of control and other side am alone, what
would have happened to all of them, left me without a notice, fine, I thought
to ring them after a smoke and a face wash.I was searching for cigar under the
bed, under my pillow, in drawyers, shelves but I didn’t find it anywhere at my
regular places.. Oh f**k!! Where did I
placed it, I need it very badly to take my head in my control.I was searching
for it all over my 350 yards pent house, every corner, every shelves even in
re-frigerator, and I smiled after a note striking my brain ‘why do I place
cigarettes in fridge, am I mad or what?’.Out of nowhere I found a pack next to
T.V., I was happy at a glance, soon I hurried to hall to pick it up but I found
only one left there. I lighted it, beagan to smoke relaxing on a couch, recalling
my breakup and every possible situation made me to drink last night, I found
guilty on my ownselves after a question,’Is it all necessary to perform after a
girl?’.I smiled after my question but it’s a pain involving all major organs
especially my stupid heart, the only way I found was ALCOHOL, but yeah am quiet
satisfied after drops acting as medicines to heal my broken heart, however it
may be…. Last puffs relieves me always, and only two puffs I guess it
would give now, slowly my brain started to see things clearly in mean time
finished with my cigarette and entered into washroom to fresh me up.. Oh god no
shirt on me, I do remember that am wearing a denim over me but now I don’t
think so I remembered exactly or it could be my dream, I cleared my eyes, now
It’s all crystal clear to me, rubbed my face with a napkin and about to leave
the washroom, but wait what is it?.. What is it on my chest?......Oh suddenly my heart beat
raised…I cleaned up my mirror to have clear look on it, It’s something I couldn’t read with my eyes
straight, It looks like some ancient language tattooed on my chest, But how could
I forget a tattoo, that too on my body? No chance it’s not me who printed a
tattoo, But who could it be and how is it possible in one night… Oh my!, after a look in mirror it says, ‘You are going to die Nick and am going to kill you, spare
your last days’, Oh man! I started shivering at those words directly tattoed
on me, I now searching for my mobile, Where did I placed it? ‘F**k Nick find it
soon’, I started speaking to me .. Yeah over there on my bed hidden in sheets, I
wanted to ring John, my friend, last night he was with me drinking here and he
is the closest person ever to me, It’s ringing…. …..
……. …..Pick it up you idiot…. …..
…. ‘Hello! Who is it?’ ‘Hey John it’s me, Nick’ ‘What? Nick!.....Wai,..wai ..wait,… Nick?’ ‘Yeah Nick, what happened to you? Why are you confused?’, I
asked John, ‘You sure you are Nick or else Danny fooling me?’ ‘B*****d, it’s me Nick, can’t you remember my mobile number?’, ‘Nick, How are you?,okk,,,okk,,,leave it, where are you
exactly now, tell me quick’, ‘Am ok……….in my apartment, but whhhyy?’, he interrupted me, ‘No words just stay there, I will be there in minutes, don’t go away’.He ended my call, but
what’s wrong with him, why is he so tensed at my call?, he can’t even remember me,
he can’t even remember the place we drunk last night, I don’t know what is
happening but I could sense something is terribly wrong. After five minutes he banged my door, staring at me, I can’t
understand that look, he opened his mouth in shock, his eyes widened in
confusion, he is trembling with fear, But why?... ‘Nick’ he exclaimed and hugged me and said..’ After six
months, am glad you are alive, we tried finding you but you were nowhere found….at
last after months you called me up, Cheers, am happy than ever, you are alive……
That’s it.’…I was figuring his words out, Did I Heard as six months or is it
John said it’s six months… ‘Six months? what are
speaking about?’, asked I, ‘Yeah Nick, it’s been six months everyone of us thought you
were dead, and suddenly after your call,
I was shocked and hurried here, and I found you living..’ he said, ‘Dead, me, what’s wrong with you John, we were drinking here
last night, how could you say that am dead before six months and you found me
now’, I was confused with his words and started clearing my doubts, ‘Well, NicK we were drunk last night but before you were
missing and that last night was dated six months back’, Oh my!, what’s wrong
with him, six months!!!, what happened to me?, why am here after six months
then?, am I truly alive or is it my dream?... Every word is now a question….. Ok at last I figured it out every question can be answered
bit after answering about this tattoo ‘John can you see this tattoo, pls read it out’. I asked
him, ‘You are going to die Nick and am going to kill you, spare
your last days’, he read it out and asked me, ‘what the hell is this tattoo Nick?’ ‘That’s what we are going to find out, It gives me my six
months solution..’ ‘Oh! But how?’ ‘I donno’, said I. ‘You sure about this’, ‘Haha! John It’s me, Now Get ready for the game to start’….. © 2017 SuryaReviews
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