A Simple Co-incidence

Written in response to: Set your story during the night shift.... view prompt

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Crime Thriller Speculative

This story contains themes or mentions of physical violence, gore, or abuse.

The sunshine intertwined with echoes, numbed his ears while the jumping nerves of his mind tried it’s best to ease. 


“Now I would like to call Viraj Sharma on the stage and request the Chief Guest Mr Atul Tiwari to reward him with a bravery award” The man on the stage announced.


As the vibrations of his name bounced off his eardrums, Viraj stood up and paced forward towards the stage. The rounds of applauses and hoots seemed to bring him back to his senses and he received the award with a wide smile pasted on his face. 


“Thank you. Thank you.” Viraj repeated almost a millionth time. 


“Congratulations Viraj.” Mr Tiwari wished with a hearty handshake. 


“Now I would request our new captain, Mr Viraj Sharma, to say a few words.”


Viraj deliberately took the mic, as if fearing it might fall from his hands. He cleared his throat and began.


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29 June (5 days before the award ceremony)


“Sir,” I said in my usual attention position. I think I should ask him, it is just a simple question. Damn dude, why are my thoughts always so curious? It might trip me in a trap of scoldings but I guess I would have to take the risk.


“Hm?” The moustached man said without looking up from his files. 


“Are you a spy?” 


“Do you even know what you’re saying!” He barked, furiously staring at me. 


Beads of sweat drifted off my forehead. With my heart creeping up to my throat I mumbled “Eh..sorry Captain, I just.”


“What!” He yelled. 


“I saw you talking to someone last night outside the camp. He didn’t look familiar.” A courageous brick inside my soul spoke which also broke at the end of its last words. 


“Well, guess what kid, you better mind your own business.” He said pinning a finger on my chest. 


“Yes sir. Sorry.” I gave my unsatisfied apologies and started to walk in the opposite direction when he interrupted. 


“Uh-uh. Wait, kid. You expect to slip off the hook so easily? It might work like that on the Nagaland base, this is Kashmir. You’ll do the night shift today.”


“But sir, I have my night shift tomorrow.”


“Then do it tomorrow too. I simply don’t care.”


“Yes, captain” I saluted him. I did not know whom to curse. Myself or this shady mindless captain? Anyways, my goodbyes to the night’s sleep till then (ughh).


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“Common Chandu, pull up the drive,” I said jumping in the jeep. 


“Sir, you?” 


“Yes, I know. That captain..never mind. You start the jeep” I sighed. 


The darkness of the night seemed to settle in hoots of owls as we drove. The sharp cold air clinging to my frozen ears somehow triggered peace. A smile kissed my lips as I sculptured a faded image of my five-year-old daughter in front of my eyes. Aria, that’s what we call her. My lovely Aria. How much I miss her. The day she called me ‘papa’ the first time when I visited home. It’s been around eleven months since I haven’t lifted Aria in my arms. I wonder what she is doing right now…


“Wait Wait Wait” I tap Chandu’s shoulder as his feet inclined towards the brake.


“What happened, sir?” He asked in utter confusion. 


“That white car, I haven’t seen it before. You?


“No sir”


“Well, we better find out.” 


As a fraction of moments flashed by, our jeep traced the path of the white car. 


“Stop. Hey you, stop!” All my yellings seemed to fall on either side, confirming the vibrant suspicions. 


Suddenly a man’s face ducked out of the car window and he was holding something. A gun. 


“Duck” I yelled and grabbed Chandu’s face to the down. 

Pieces of glass bounced off my black shirt as I heard the bullet shatter the windshield. 


The blood in my body churned while every nerve stood on the verge of exploding. Involuntarily, my right hand crept to my pocket and pulled out the gun. 


“Fast” I commanded Chandu and stuck my head out the window. With frequent bows in and out, one of my bullets finally pierced through one of its tires, sending the white car tumbling a few times.


The man inside rushed out, his shirt blanketed with tiny pieces of glass while his face melted with tributaries of blood. The gun was still tightly gripped in his right hand. 


I opened the jeep door and stepped out. My arm was in a careful position, aiming my gun at the terrorist. “Drop your gun,” I said, trying to keep my voice as calm as possible yet stern. A trick the commander taught me. 


No response.


The man just stared at me blankly, his eyes hanging in the scarce light coming from the streetlamp. Taking the cue, I walked a few stepped forward. 


Thud 


Instant pain spread all over my body, and I bit my tongue, holding back the inner urge to scream. 


Hurt screams and groans just add fuel to the foe’s confidence. The commander had said. 


I looked down at my bleeding arm. A small ugly void was born in the centre, its tip favouring colours of black, blue and red while endless blood gushed down my hand like a stream. I stumbled back a few steps. 


“Sir” Chandu’s screams from behind just tingled my ear like a faded voice and the world began to blur. Splotches of darkness partially covered my eyes while my mouth sucked as much air as it could.


Aria’s image flashed again in front of my eyes. She was standing at the edge of a peak while heavy clouds of darkness surrounded her. 


“Aria!” I yelled and tried to run to her but I couldn’t. It felt as if my feet had been frozen in their place and my arms chained. 


“Papa!” Aria yelled from the other end her hand stretched towards me. The fear and worry in her eyes gave me strength.


I cannot give up. I had to live. At least for Aria.


With a jerk, I shook the darkness in front of my eyes and saw the smiling man.


“Aaah!” I screamed and lunged at the foe. Before he could even react, I dragged him down and we both rolled the steep grass hill. 


After coming to a halt, I found myself sitting on top of the foe, punching as hard as I could, till my knuckles turned blue. My pierced arm seemed to scream in pain but I managed to suppress it.


This man deserved it.

I had to do it.

For my country. 

For my Aria.


***


Viraj smiled in front of the mic. “And later I came to know, the terrorist was the one, we had been trying to capture for a long time. And thus you find me here, not speaking as a lieutenant but a captain.

Sometimes greatest outcomes are given birth through simple coincidence.

Hereby, I thank my commander, Chandu and most importantly, my captain.”


September 02, 2021 12:30

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27 comments

Blue Green
20:30 Sep 03, 2021

Great story, your writing has a good energy and pace! Keep it up!

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Keya J.
03:59 Sep 04, 2021

Thank you!

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Eric D.
03:19 Sep 03, 2021

Damn keya is there any topic you cant handle? This was a very mature read, the dialogue was most powerful. ^^

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Keya J.
11:09 Sep 03, 2021

Thank you so much Eric! I thought to write something different this time. I am glad it worked out well. :)

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Daniel R. Hayes
19:46 Sep 16, 2021

Wow, this was a really great story, Keya!! I thought the flow and dialogue were fantastic and really brought the story to life. I think your a very talented storyteller, and I can't wait to read more of your work! Great job on this one :) :)

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Keya J.
11:13 Sep 17, 2021

Thank you so much Daniel!

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Danny G
06:32 Sep 11, 2021

Great Story Keya. Kept me engaged the whole way through.

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Keya J.
07:19 Sep 11, 2021

Thank you, Danny!

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Akshara P
22:57 Sep 08, 2021

Keya, is there anything you can't write?? Your writing has a beautiful energy and pace, this was a very mature read. The dialogue was powerful, like always. You're literally the queen of writing dialogue, lol. 🧡

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Keya J.
12:12 Sep 09, 2021

Hehe, that's a huge compliment, thank you so much. You just made my day!

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Akshara P
15:09 Sep 09, 2021

No, actually, your dialogue is always beautiful. But, you're welcome! 🥰 Do you mind checking out my new story, whenever you can? "Life is a beautiful lie"

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Keya J.
12:22 Sep 10, 2021

Sure! I'll check it out ASAP

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Akshara P
13:20 Sep 10, 2021

Thanks, will be waiting!

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A B
14:47 Sep 08, 2021

Great job! Amazing work like always!!

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Keya J.
12:11 Sep 09, 2021

Thank you so much!

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Fiery Red
04:33 Sep 05, 2021

I loved your story. It was a great read. Thanks to the captain indeed! Keep writing and growing:)

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Keya J.
05:14 Sep 05, 2021

Thank you so so much Fiery! I actually don't know how to thank you. You're one of the brilliant writers who read each of my stories and build up even more motivation in me. Reedsy needs such excellent authors like you! Thank you so much.

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Palak Shah
09:57 Sep 04, 2021

Nice story Keya, I loved the dialogue and the pace was amazing. Well done :))

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Keya J.
10:02 Sep 04, 2021

Thank you so much Palak!

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Palak Shah
10:13 Sep 04, 2021

No worries I just saw that you were a Rick Riodian fan, I love the Percy Jackson series lol :))

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Keya J.
14:11 Sep 04, 2021

Oh wonderful!!! So..you're done with all the series?

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Palak Shah
18:16 Sep 04, 2021

I haven't read the Kane Chronicles yet but I have read the heroes of Olympus :))

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Keya J.
03:25 Sep 05, 2021

Wow! Great! 💜

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Johana Htwe
12:53 Sep 02, 2021

OMG!! Keya, I've said excellent to your previous stories and I m gonna say it again to your latest, new story. Just a simple sentence, it is like I am watching an action scene of Bollywood movie, a small scene. You can add this story as a part of your novel in the future. Excellent!!

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Keya J.
13:47 Sep 02, 2021

Thank you so so much, Johana!! Your comments boost my morale even more. Thank you.

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Johana Htwe
14:11 Sep 02, 2021

Pleasure is mine, Keya!!! Keep going!

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