Little things that make life great…

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Submitted by : Swati Dash

It is said that the best things in life are for free. Life is filled with simple pleasures, the little satisfying effects, we never really anticipate, but always take great pleasure in. They are the gifts of life that we subconsciously celebrate in our own unique way. Something like a glorious sunset? Or an ice cream in the winters? What can be more comforting than a short sleep on your best friend’s shoulder? a dance in the rain? or a cup of tea on a silent night at terrace looking at the countless stars in the velvet sky? and sometimes money in your old jeans?
Most of us think that they miss out life’s great opportunities and ignore our eligibility towards these priceless small things that brings us happiness. What is so great about the little things in life? They are what we will remember and appreciate when we reflect on days gone by. If we neglect the joy of these little things what are we left with? It’s the daily struggles, the disappointments and the disasters that plop on our doorsteps when we least expect it. We tend to think of life as a passage of days, weeks, years and decades.
But, in essence, life is made up of moments. In this competitive world we often need to remind ourselves of what we have accomplished in order to achieve self satisfaction. But at the end, we should value those small little things that make life great.

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THE MURDER MYSTERY

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Sir, I am a murderer.” She was trembling while saying this. She was sitting in our police station, opposite to my table. She was there to surrender herself. I was the in-charge there.

She was a beautiful lady of about 22 or 23 years, had long hairs which were maintained really nice, wearing pink shirt and dark blue jeans, had sunglasses on her eyes. She looked from a nice and rich family.

“Who did you killed?” Well I asked her after taking a long pause because her first sentence was not really expected or talking frankly, I was lost in her beauty.

“I have killed 3 people.” I was really surprised to hear that. A girl, so pretty, can kill 3 people and also commit it in front of the police. The whole thing was a bit unusual for me. “I have killed my Gardner, my driver and ……..” She paused a bit and started to sob. “And my mother.” She started crying hard. I gave her water and she took a sip from that glass.

When she controlled her emotions, she continued, “I beg of you, please arrest me otherwise I will kill someone else.”

“Why did you kill them and why will you kill others? Maam………. What’s your name?”

“Shilpa.” She was still sobbing.

“Shilpa, why did you kill them?”

“I don’t know. It just happened automatically.”

“Shilpa, I am not getting it. And I cannot arrest you without any complaint and without seeing the body of the dead people you are talking about.” She looked very tense to me. So I continued, “Shilpa, where are the bodies?”

“I dug them in my garden.” She was not looking like fake but what she was saying was even not to be believed.

I decided to go to her house. I also took two constables with me. When we reached her house she took us to the garden and told us the places where the body of the gardener and driver were dug. I commanded the constables to take the bodies out.

“Where’s the body of your mother?” I asked Shilpa.

“Inside the home.”

I  followed Shilpa. She took me inside the house and then stopped in front of a dark room.

“Inside. My mother is lying inside.” She started to cry again.

I slowly moved inside the room. The room was so dark that it was difficult to see anything. I had a torch with me so I decided to turn that on. I searched the whole room but the room was empty. Then I saw one door which was closed.

I opened that door and was shocked to see that there were three bodies lying inside the room. Two men may be Shilpa’s gardener and driver and one old lady may be her mother. I was wondering why Shilpa told me that bodies are out there in garden.

“Ahhhhhh………” Someone stabbed me from behind. I turned around. I was shocked to see Shilpa standing with a knife in her right hand covered with my blood.

Why?” I asked her in a trembling voice.

She came closer and stabbed the knife in my stomach and said, “Because, it’s fun.”

I fell on ground and she took my gun and rushed outside. I heard two fires. She killed my constables too.

I saw her last image standing in front of mirror, combing her hairs and singing a song………….