Thondaiman was completely out of his wits now. He could not keep in pace with the way things were swirling around. Things that happened a couple of months back slowly reeled in his mind. King Ravi Varma who loved hunting was in one of his trips when he accidentally shot an arrow at Pughazhendi, son of the chief physician Rajarajan to death. Rajarajan was summoned to the palace.
On seeing Rajarajan, Ravi Varma ran up to him, grabbed his hands and said 'Please cut off these hands of mine. I have made a terrible mistake. I have ruined your life'. The King could not meet his eyes. He hung his head in shame and looked upset.
As Rajarajan looked confused, the King continued ' I accidentally shot your son lurking in the bushes thinking him to be a deer. I am the one who killed your son. Please forgive me'.
It was more than Rajarajan could bear. He could see things clearly now. His son, his only son could have stayed alive had the King been alert in the trip. He would not have got orphaned had the King been more careful and vigilant. He burst out in agony.
His lips trembled and limbs shivered. He thundered, 'You do not know the pangs of pain a death could cause. I will make you realize it. I will make you see the death of each and every one you shall ever love in this world to make you feel the pain I suffered today. '
Present day
After an unexpected encounter with Kandasamy, Vinoth planned to leave the city and go north to start things afresh. He decided to write his journal first. It has been his habit to record things in his daily routine in his journal. Once done he decided to plan things ahead. Relocating to a new place of the country with a new identity will be an herculean task. But he was left with no choice.
He could not let his secret out. Not that he minded anymore, he feared his pain may grow exponentially if he is to repeat all he has gone through. He decided not to linger on his pain further and made his way to the basement. He always saved his money in a chest. He knows he cannot invest in anything or in a bank fearing identity issues. Loose cash was always his thing and had helped him so far.
He took out his duffle from the attic and started packing his personals. His ring got caught in the frayed threads of the bag. He removed it from his finger and slowly removed the threads from the much decorated signet ring of King Ravi Varma the third.
On seeing Rajarajan, Ravi Varma ran up to him, grabbed his hands and said 'Please cut off these hands of mine. I have made a terrible mistake. I have ruined your life'. The King could not meet his eyes. He hung his head in shame and looked upset.
As Rajarajan looked confused, the King continued ' I accidentally shot your son lurking in the bushes thinking him to be a deer. I am the one who killed your son. Please forgive me'.
It was more than Rajarajan could bear. He could see things clearly now. His son, his only son could have stayed alive had the King been alert in the trip. He would not have got orphaned had the King been more careful and vigilant. He burst out in agony.
His lips trembled and limbs shivered. He thundered, 'You do not know the pangs of pain a death could cause. I will make you realize it. I will make you see the death of each and every one you shall ever love in this world to make you feel the pain I suffered today. '
Present day
After an unexpected encounter with Kandasamy, Vinoth planned to leave the city and go north to start things afresh. He decided to write his journal first. It has been his habit to record things in his daily routine in his journal. Once done he decided to plan things ahead. Relocating to a new place of the country with a new identity will be an herculean task. But he was left with no choice.
He could not let his secret out. Not that he minded anymore, he feared his pain may grow exponentially if he is to repeat all he has gone through. He decided not to linger on his pain further and made his way to the basement. He always saved his money in a chest. He knows he cannot invest in anything or in a bank fearing identity issues. Loose cash was always his thing and had helped him so far.
He took out his duffle from the attic and started packing his personals. His ring got caught in the frayed threads of the bag. He removed it from his finger and slowly removed the threads from the much decorated signet ring of King Ravi Varma the third.
Remind Vinoth to exchange his old 500 and 1000 bucks notes to new cash or better yet deposit it in a bank account; loose cash may have been his thing in the past but the future may not be as kind!!! :D
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Ha ha ha. Timely comment. And thanks for reading.
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