Gruesome murderer

She watched the cold blooded murder of her mother Lady Dara.At the age of 12,this pre teen watched the ghastly event.She hid behind the big black board.After the murderers left,she quietly crawled towards her mother.She held her face in her tiny blood drenched hands and heard her mother murmer the name of the murderer before she closed her eyes forever.This event had taken a toll on little Dara.She couldn't forget it.She suffered from a mental disorder.Nineteen years later,far away in the snow capped Switzerland,quietly sitting beside the window gazing at the snowfall,she watched intently.She was calm.She hardly spoke.She was a changed person.

Several weeks later,while walking near the Oxford street,she passed by an old wretched looking man.No one knew what was in her mind .She came home,took out her brown copy and scribbled something.Then she went off to sleep.

A year later,the officers found a dead "old man",near the Oxford street.Who was he?This old man was certain Mr.James,owner of a small good shop in a darkened lane.Why was this feeble man killed was the question.The murderer left no clue.Parallaly in the same snow capped Swiss mountains,"Miss Dara",seated by the same window in a calm posture with her eyes moist looked intently at her mothers' picture.It was unsual for her to cry for this is something she never did in years,past the incident of her mothers' murder.In the brown copy,she scribbled something "Mother,You may now rest in peace ,for I have punished the sinners"....

Miss Dara ,was the initiator of the cold blooded murder of the "wretched old man".She hunted him down at the Oxford street after looking for him for years.She befriended him,gained his trust and stabbed him to avenge the death of her mother.For years,this is what Miss Dara had in her mind.She smiled at last,closed the brown book.This time she didnot go off to sleep.Instead it was time for celebration.Wih her mothers' picture infront,she lit the candles,offered her prayers to the almighty and prayed for the peace of her mothers' soul...The cold blooded murder was avenged.

adaptation: frankenstein

It was dark,pouring for hours that evening.Dr Frankenstein,sitting near the faint red light,lost in deep agony.Suddenly the shrill ring of the telephone,broke the silence.Mary!Are you fine my child?.The housekeeper,ran downstairs surprised by the sudden commotion.With enquiring eyes,she looked into the eyes of Frankenstein.Sir?is everything alright?.By then Frankenstein had his eyes lowered as he sank into the crafted chair.With eyes moist in tears he looked up-Mary,my child is in trouble.I am to be blamed for the outcome.In greed for wealth and power,have I destroyed my own peace.

The housekeeper,puzzled with her masters' attitude stood there surprised!Frankenstein lifted up his head to speak,Martha,do you remember about the hideous monster I created at the Parkinson laboratory last year?.

Yes Sir,but what is that troubles now?Was is not shot at and burnt by the forest officials?

Perhaps it survived.Oh!what a terrible act have I performed.What a fool have I been,to risk my repute for money.The creature didnot die.It appeared yesterday at the Woodhouse Lane only to scare my daughter away.I am scared of her safety.Hurry up!we need to go.


At 12 am,in the dead of midnight Frankenstein alongwith his housekeeper set out for Woodhouse Lane.They crossed the vacant tolls on the way and the dark creepy forests.Nothing except their own heavy breath was to be heard inside the car.After an hour,they parked outside Woodhouse.

Ting tong!the bell rang.Mrs Gardener,Mary's caretaker appeared at the door,puzzled at his  sudden visit.Everything ok,Sir?You look ghastly.Dropping down his overcoat,Frankenstein began the tale of his misery and guilt.Mrs gardener,stood there shocked,unable to believe the news.She knew Frankenstein to be a man of nobilty and good deeds and to hear of his dark side shocked her.


It was late Summer,when Frankenstein seized by the power to amass wealth and fame,set out on a secret experiment of infusing life into dead.For the purpose,he chose a giant ape.After months of struggle into secrecy,he finally suceeded.As victory seized his mind,he committed a mistake:an unforgivable mistake of leaving the door of the laboratory ajar.The strange hideous creature fleed.Shocked and afraid Frankenstein went into a fit of frenzy.He beat up his head against the wall,at the loss.Months later,there were news about unwanted killings in the nearby area.Only corpses could be seen.The stench stagnated the air.For days Frankenstein,locked himself up,haunted by the guilt.On confiding to Martha,his trustworthy housekeeper,he gave up at the police quarters,admitting the crime.He promised to help nab and kill the creature.After a week,the creature was killed and ablazed.But problems didnot end there.




Its just been a month,isnt it?Asked Frankenstein frantically.How on earth could the creature have come alive?Wasnt it killed then?For sometime Frankenstein appeared like a madman questioning again and again about the validity of the incident.Is it so that it mated?He looked up.Martha,do you think so,If then ,we are doomed,He dialled the number of the county police.In few minutes the police arrived and after a brief discussion they arrived at a conclusion to track and trap the creature.For months,he couldnot sleep,worried about the safety of his daughter.

After months of futile search,they finally found clues.The creature had moved south into the dense forests and created havoc.A joint venture of the police,scientists and local people helped trap the creature and its offsprings.Frankenstein apologised publicly for the crime he committed,This time,the creatures were properly exhumed,leaving no traces of it.Finally a sigh of relief.

Mary was relocated to Woodhouse for her studies.Life seemed normal.Frankenstein retired from the laboratory to spend time in solace.He was now an old man.




_readaptation of Frankenstein (Marry Shelly)

Path!




1pm,month of June.Scorching heat,thirsty lips,and legs numb with pain.I stood there fifteen minute sharp before I was let in through the winding staircases and beautiful landscape.I was scared.Exams are definitely scary,isnt it?Room 10,that way,said the guard standing stone cold at the entrance.The faint breeze tossed my hair.I let out a sigh of relief.For the first time I was at the prestigious Hindu college,Delhi University.I had a mixed feeling of pride and terror!

So,the bell.Death bell?For some funny reason it reminded me of Shakespeare's death bell in Macbeth!
I chuckled.A look at the question paper and I went blank.It was absolutely the opposite  of what I expected it to be.I hurried to complete my paper but alas!the "bell" had rung.I met a group of sad,moist eyed mates upset over the exams.I remained quiet.I lost hopes.I was enchanted by the red brick landscape of Delhi University and I secretly longed to be there.Who wouldnt?

Well!it was time for me to leave. I packed my bags half heartedly,wanting to cry.A week passed.The results.I felt I lost the game.The game to a bright future.Day 2.My happiness knew no bounds!It was like a dream born out of ashes like the phoenix.I rang my dad up.I set out for another journey,with rebuilt hopes.

Yes!I made it.I was selected.A new journey.Promising as it seemed.Who knew then life had some other plans.


Delhi:I was so ignorant of the glitz and glamour of a metro like this.I was new,suddenly pushed amongst the "well dressed" masses.The colourful metro lines were altogether confusing.A new place,and definitely a culture shock.
\A new place to live in,and new varieties of food.Place!yes,that place brought tears of repent in my eyes over choosing Delhi.I spent a week,feeding on mineral water and definitely the misery of an unwanted dirty living condition.


Struggle had begun.There was no looking back.I was scared by my psuedo intellectual classmates!
Were they really well read?or was it mere pretense.Well,a coin definitely has two sides!Aha!
No doubt,I had brilliant classmates and well ,excellent teachers.

Four beautiful months,and as I said life gives you unexpected turns!I was selected once again for my studies abroad.New hopes?built form the ashes of desires?Yes!life it is.Unexpected trysts.I feel like a traveller,travelling places,meeting people,constant struggle to survive,fighting my own vulnerabities and adjusting to vulagrities!My unexpected,exciting life.Yet I am content.


Come what may,I will stand and brave thee!