typical rich snobs and I don’t think he is capable of hurting anyone. I think he is rather meek and he hides behind his loud mouth. If he wasn’t related to Nidhi, he couldn’t be anything more than a mere liftman in a high-rise. So I think I can rule him out, but I have been wrong in the past.”
“What about the servants?”
“The servants have been with Kapoor’s since before Nidhi or Payal were here. I can’t see a reason why would they kill the pets like that. What do you guys think?”
Rujuta realized that Prakash was thinking out loud rather than answering her question. This was the first time she was seeing Prakash in action and vice-versa. She said, “I thought as much. I have made a few notes. But before I talk about those, I need to think some more.”
Tambe merely shrugged and smiled sheepishly.
Prakash abruptly changed the topic. “Fair enough. You want to be dropped home?”
Rujuta nodded. “But what was in that letter that made Nidhi come running to you like that?”
“Here, read it. Give it to Tambe once you are done.”
Dear Nidhi,
I have been trying to speak with you for so long.But you are always busy. I try really hard to not disturb you. I know you have far more important things to worry about. But it’s unfair Nidhi. Can’t you take out just a little time for me?
You know, normally I can live with separation, but today it got the better of me and I had to meet you. I knew you would be in your study. Didn’t you say so in your interviews? That every evening, after work, you spend time unwinding to old music in your study?
I came here and well well well, I was surprised to see all those books. I did not know you liked reading. You have never mentioned that. You are good at keeping secrets. No? It was such a good surprise. I love reading myself. Maybe when we are finally together, we could take a few books with us for the holidays. Who is your favorite author? Mine is Alexandre Dumas. Have you read Count of Monte Cristo?
You know just when I sat down to wait for you, your dogs came running in and started growling at me. But I knew about them and I had come prepared. I had some meat laced with sleeping pills. When I saw them sleeping, I thought, why not just remove them from the scene altogether? I don’t like pets anyway. They are unnecessary nuisance if you ask me. You know, when I was young, my father had a dog. And he loved it more than he loved me. And you know what I did to it? I just buried it in the yard. Alive. I just taped its mouth and buried him alive. I did not want my father to ignore me. I wanted all his time just for me. Same way Nidhi, I want to be the only object of your affection.
Imagine. You and I. No pets. Nothing. No one else.
I started with the cute pug. Cho. Right? I held the pug in my arms and twisted its neck like a coil,like those old wristwatches that you have to wound regularly. I wound it till the neck snapped with that sweet sound. The sound a bone makes when it breaks. It’s the most comforting sound ever Nidhi.
The bulldog was next. I liked it more than the pug. I wanted to let it live. But the damn thing tried to bite me. Even though it was drugged! How dare it? I got so angry, so so angry that I took a pencil and stabbed it in its belly. Then I stabbed it again. And again. And again. Till the pencil broke. And then I took another pencil and plunged it in its face.
The cat was surprisingly easy. I did not know that cats don’t really bleed as much as dogs.
Once the pets were gone, I sat and waited for you. I waited till dawn. I would’ve stayed longer but I can’t be missing from my room for too long. They’d find out.
OK, I have to go now. I will come back and meet you again. Soon. You and I are meant to be together Nidhi. This world can’t keep me away from you any more.
There are so many things that I need to tell you Nidhi, so so many. Soon I guess. Till the time we meet, you please take care. And wait for me.
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