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Rated: E · Short Story · Horror/Scary · #2257672
It is a story based on a person who lost everything due to mistake of ignoring his wife.

TITLE - TYPEWRITER ALIVE



"IT WAS THE SATURDAY MORNING AND I WAS THINKING ABOUT TO GO SOMEWHERE.

I TRIED TO CALL MY FRIEND FIRZAN, SHUBHAM & DEVANSH. FIRZAN & DEVANSH BECOME READY TO GO BUT SHUBHAM WAS NOT REACHABLE BUT AFTER TOO MANY ATTEMPTS SHUBHAM PICK THE CALL AT 10:25 AM.

HE WAS GIVING EXCUSES BECAUSE HE HAS TO GO ON JOB. BUT AFTER REQUESTING MANY TIMES HE TOO BECAME READY TO GO WITH US. THEN WE PLANNED ABOUT THE UNIQUE LOCATION TO GO AND WE ALL ARE THE FAN OF HILL STATIONS. SHUBHAM SUGGESTED US TO GO FOR DALHOUSIE.

HE TOLD THAT THERE WE HAVE TOO MANY BEAUTIFUL LOCATIONS AND FULL ENJOYMENT OF COLD. DEVANSH & FIRZAN ALSO BECAME AGREE WITH HIS SUGGESTION.

THEN WE DISCUSSED ABOUT THE BUDGET BECAUSE WE SHUBHAM, ME & DEVANSH WERE DRUNKERS AND WITHOUT WHISKY OUR LIFE IS TOO RISKY. SO WE MAKE A BUDGET OF THE THINGS WE REQUIRED. FIRZAN IS NOT DRUNKER BUT HE NEVER DENIED US TO DO ANYTHING LIKE OTHER BORING GUYS.

WE ALL HAVE TOTALLY 20000/- SO WE SEARCHED A SINGLE ROOM WITH DOUBLE BED BECAUSE WE KNEW THAT WE ALL COULD ADJUST EVERYTHING. THEN DEVANSH SUGGESTED US TO TRAVEL WITH HIS OWN CAR SO THAT THE EXPENSE OF TRAVEL COULD BECOME LESS EXPENSIVE. WE ALL AGREED WITH HIS ADVICE. ONLY DEVANSH KNOW HOW TO DRIVE A CAR.

I ADVISED TO CARRY THREE BOTTLES OF VAT69 AS IT WAS MY FAVOURITE WHISKEY BRAND. WE ALL TOOK DIFFERENT DIFFERENT RESPONSIBILITIES LIKE SNACKS, COLDRINKS AND OTHER EATABLES WERE IN MY & SHUBHAM SIDE, DEVANSH HAD TO CARRY THE WHISKEY BOTTLES FROM DELHI & FIRZAN HAD TO ARRANGE MUTTON & CHICKEN.

WE HAD LESS TIME AND WE HAD TO DO MANY ARRANGEMENTS SO WE ARE ARRANGING EVERYTHING SO FAST AS WE NEVER DID.

DEVANSH CAME TO MEERUT WITH HIS CAR AND WHISKEY BOTTLES (AS IT WAS LESS EXPENSIVE IN DELHI) IN MEERUT AT 1 PM ON SATURDAY.

I AND SHUBHAM WERE WAITING TOGETHER WITH THE SNACKS, COLDRINKS & OTHER EATABLES AT MADHAVPURAM.

SO DEVANSH TOOK US FROM THERE AND FIRZAN WAS WAITING FOR US WITH MUTTON & CHICKEN AT GHANTAGHAR.

FINALLY WE ALL WERE TOGETHER WITH THE MOOD OF ENJOYMENT. WE MADE A LOT OF FUN OF ONE ANOTHER ON THE WAY

NEXT MORNING AT 3 AM WE REACHED AT DALHOUSIE. IT WAS RAINING HEAVILY SO THERE WAS TOO COLD. WE ASKED AN OLD PERSON FOR ANY TEA SHOP BECAUSE WE ALL WERE TIRED MUCH & WE WENT WITH LESS CLOTHES.

EVERYBODY WAS LOOKING AT US BECAUSE WE WERE STRANGERS FOR THEM AND THEY KNEW THAT WE DIDN'T HAVE ANY IDEA OF THE COLD.

A YOUNG PERSON TOLD US THE WAY TO TEASHOP WITH THE WAVE OF HIS RIGHT HAND TOWARDS THE LOCATION OF TEASHOP. IT WAS A VERY SMALL PLACE SURROUNDED WITH A CAVE TYPE SHAPE WHERE THE TEASHOP WAS AND TOO MANY PEOPLE WERE WAITING BEFORE THAN US FOR THE TEA AS WE SAW THE CROWD IN A RELIGIOUS PUBLICLY ORGANIZED FEAST.

FINALLY AFTER HALF AN HOUR OUR TURN CAME AND WE ALL GOT SUCCESS IN GETTING TEA. IT WAS TOO TASTY AND THE REASON BEHIND ITS TASTE WAS THE WEATHER & THE INGREDIENTS IN IT. WE ALSO TAKE SOME BAKERY FAN FROM THAT PERSON.

OUR CHICKEN, MUTTON & SNACKS EVERYTHING WAS FINISHED IN THE WAY BECAUSE WE ALL ATE THEM LIKE THE HUNGRY WOLVES AND ONE BOTTLE LEFT FROM OUR WHISKEY STOCK.

OUR CAR WAS LOCKED AND WAS IN THE PARKING. WE SAW A LITTLE BEAUTIFUL GIRL THERE. I WAS HABITUAL OF TEASING KIDS. SHE WAS OF ABOUT 10-12 YEARS OLD. HER FACE WAS COVERED HALF WITH HER BEAUTIFUL SUN KISSED BROWN COLOR HAIRS AND SHE USED HER LITTLE HANDS TOWARDS SKY FOR HER ANSWERS. I APPRECIATED HER LOOKS & HER HAIRS THEN SHE KEPT HER SWEET LITTLE HANDS ON HER MOUTH AND SAID - "THANK YOU SO MUCH". HER FATHER WAS LOOKING AT MY FACE LIKE HE ALREADY KNEW WHAT I WAS ASKING TO HER. HE KNEW HIS DAUGHTER IS LIKE THE ANGEL AND SHE WAS IN REAL.

WE ASKED HER FATHER THE WAY OF MARKET SO HE SENT ONE OF HIS FRIEND WITH US. WE WERE SHOCKED WITH THE BEHAVE OF THOSE PEOPLE BECAUSE IT WAS TOTALLY DIFFERENCE THAN OUR MEERUT'S CROWD. THEY WERE TOO HELPFUL AND WHEN WE TALKED WITH THEM, THEY KEEP A SMILE ON THEIR FACE SO THAT WE CAN FEEL THAT THEY WERE HAPPY WITH US. FINALLY WE REACHED AT MARKET AND THAT PERSON GAVE ME HIS MOBILE NUMBER SO THAT IN TROUBLE I COULD CALL HIM. I ASKED HIS NAME AND HE ANSWERED - "ANKESH KOTHARI".

WE VISITED MARKET AND THERE WERE A LOT OF TIBETAN PEOPLE SELLING THE PAINTING OF BUDDHA, DIYAS & THINGS MADE OF SILVER & COPPER. ON THE OTHER SIDE THE LOCAL PEOPLE WERE SELLING DIFFERENT KIND OF CAPS, EMBROIDERED SHAWLS. I PURCHASED A SHAWL FOR MY MOTHER & WE ALSO EAT SOME EATABLES LIKE SCRAMBLED EGGS WITH PEANUT BUTTER & COFFEE. NOW WE COULD WALK ANYWHERE BECAUSE OUR STOMACHS WERE TIGHT.

THEN WE ASKED A PERSON FROM THE MARKET FOR THE HOTEL GEETANJALI AS IT WAS POPULAR AS THE HAUNTED HOUSE. EXCEPT ME NOBODY KNEW ABOUT IT. SO THEY ALL WERE EXCITED LIKE WE WILL GO AND WILL SLEEP VERY RELAXLY.

THE PERSON TOLD US THE TYPICAL WAY OF OUR HOTEL & HE ALSO DENIED ME TO GO THERE AND SUGGESTED ME MANY MORE GOOD HOTELS. DEVANSH WAS FRIGHTENED AND ASKING REPEATEDLY, WHY THE PERSON DENIED US TO GO THERE BUT I IGNORED AND GAVE HIM MANY OTHER EXCUSES.

SHUBHAM & FIRZAN WERE BECOME TOO EXCITED AS THEY HEARD ABOUT IT FROM THAT PERSON. THEY TOO ADVISED DEVANSH TO KEEP CALM.

SURPRISINGLY BATTERY OF DEVANSH'S MOBILE PHONE WAS ALSO DOWN SO HE WAS NOT ABLE TO SEARCH ABOUT THAT LOCATION.

WHEN WE WERE GOING, AN OLD WOMAN ALSO SAID, "WHY YOU COME TO DIE? THERE HAVE TOO MANY AMAZING & GOOD OPTION OTHER THAN THIS DAMAZED HOUSE. HERE YOU WILL FIND NOTHING EXCEPT THE CRYING DIED PEOPLE NEARBY AT NIGHT AND THE SOUNDS WHICH WILL ATTRACT YOU TOWARDS THEMSELVES. GO BACK AND SEARCH ANOTHER OPTION OR I WILL TELL YOU."

WE IGNORED BUT THIS TIME DEVANSH STOPPED TO ASK HER EVERYTHING ABOUT THAT LOCATION. ME, FIRZAN AND SHUBHAM IGNORED EVERYTHING AND WENT INSIDE THE HOTEL. DEVANSH WAS TALKING WITH THAT OLD WOMAN & STOPPED THERE.

WE TOLD THE RECEPTIONIST ABOUT OUR BOOKING & ROOM. SHE SHOWED US OUR ROOM & GAVE US THE NUMBER FOR ANY KIND OF ASSISTANCE.

THE ROOM WAS TOO BIG AS I IMAGINED AND THE FURNITURE & THINGS WERE LOOKING TOO OLD. SOMEWHERE I FOUND SPIDER'S WEB. IT LOOKED LIKE NOBODY STAYED IN THAT ROOM FROM MANY YEARS AND THEY KNEW THAT WE ARE FROM OTHER STATE SO THEY GAVE US THIS ROOM.

WE ASKED THE RECEPTIONIST FOR THE CLEANINESS OF THIS ROOM AND SHE ORDERED THE STAFF TO CLEAN IT. THEY DID EVERYTHING IN JUST AN HOUR. WE CHANGED OUR CLOTHES AND KEPT OUR LUGGAGE & BAGS IN THE ALMIRAH. WE WERE FEELING MUCH FRESH & EXCITED WHOLE DAY. WE ALSO CHECKED THE OUTSIDE AREA NEARBY THE HOTEL.

WE ALL LIKED OLD THINGS SO I CHOSE THIS HOTEL AND SHUBHAM, FIRZAN WERE ALSO HAPPY WITH ME. IN THE EVENING DEVANSH ALSO RETURNED WITH TWO BOTTLES OF WHISKEY & EATABLES. WE WERE MUCH HAPPY NOW THAN BEFORE. "I CAN ACCEPT DEATH WITH MY FRIENDS", HE SAID WITH BIG SMILE.

WE SPRANKLED SOME DROPS OF WHISKEY IN THE ROOM LIKE WE ALWAYS DID. THEN I ORDERED COFFEE FOR FIRZAN SO THAT HE COULD CHEER WITH OUR GLASSES WITH HIS COFEE. WITHIN FIFTEEN MINUTES WAITER CAME WITH COFFE AND KNOCKED THE DOOR. FIRZAN RECEIVED IT AND I MADE LARGE PEG FOR MY HOODIES. WE COMPLETED A BOTTLE TILL THE EVENING.

WE CHECKED THE WHOLE ROOM & SAW TOO MANY THINGS WHICH WERE TOO STRANGE FOR US LIKE ART OF SNAKES ON THE WALLS, PICTURE OF A MAN WITH HIS KIDS. I UNDERSTOOD THAT ANY PERSON LIVED IN THIS ROOM. THIS ROOM WAS TOO DIFFERENT IN LOOK THAN THE OTHER ROOMS LIKE SOMEBODY STOPPED THE HOTEL'S OWNER TO MAKE CHANGES IN IT.

THEN FIRZAN SHOWED ME SOME TOYS, SHUBHAM ALSO FOUND SOME OLD WHISKEY BOTTLES. DEVANSH FOUND SOME LETTERS, OLD MAGAZINES & NOVELS. THEN I CHECKED THE STORE INSIDE THE ROOM. IT WAS FULL OF THE PAPERS WHICH WERE PASTED ON THE WALLS, SOME NOVELS OF STEPHEN KING, SOME CUPS OF COFFEE FROM WHICH THE ANTS ARE COMING AND GOING & A VINTAGE UNDERWOOD TYPEWRITER IN WHICH THE PAPER WAS JAMMED & A STORY WAS WRITTEN. I SHOWED IT TO MY FRIENDS & THEN WE READ THE WHOLE STORY BY KEEPING STRAIGHT THE PAPER WITHOUT KEEPING IT OUT FROM THE TYPEWRITER.

I CALLED THE RECEPTIONIST FOR TAKING ITS DETAILS. BUT SHE ADVISED US TO SHUT THE DOOR OF THIS STORE INSTEAD OF GIVING ANY INFORMATION ABOUT THAT FAMILY OR THINGS RELATED TO THEM.

WE GOT THAT SOMEWHERE THERE IS ANY OLD MEMORIES WHICH WAS STILL ALIVE IN THAT ROOM. THAT'S WHY NO CHANGES OR MODIFICATION HAD EVER MADE BY ANYONE IN THIS ROOM. STILL WE WERE READY. WE WANTED TO FEEL ALL WE SAW IN THE HORROR MOVIES BUT DEVANSH WAS STILL CONFUSED & FRIGHTENED. BUT HE WAS NOT SHOWING IN FRONT OF US.

AT 9 PM, WE DRANK AGAIN THE SECOND BOTTLE OF WHISKEY & WE ALL FORGOT THE THINGS ABOUT THIS ROOM.

NOW WE ARE STARING AT THE PICTURE OF THE WIFE OF THAT PERSON. SHE WAS REALLY TOO BEAUTIFUL & CHARMING. DEVANSH STARTED TO KISS HER PICTURE. IT WAS REALLY TOO FUNNY IN DOING.

THEN WE ORDERED FOOD & IN FEW MINUTES WAITER CAME WITH FOUR PLATE OF DINNER WITH DIFFERENT CHOICES. THE DISHES WERE LAAL MAAS, BUTTER CHICKEN, KADHAYI PANEER & MALAI KOFTA WITH STUFFED NAAN & MISSI ROTI. THE FOOD WAS REALLY TOO SPICY & DELICIOUS AS I LOVED AND WE ALL DOESN'T A SINGLE PIECE OF ANYTHING EXCEPT BONES ON THE PLATE.

IT WAS 2 AM OF NIGHT & IT WAS THE TIME OF SLEEP SO WE ALL HUG ONE ANOTHER AND SLEPT LIKE DEAD BODIES.

SUDDENLY WE HEARD THE CONVERSATION OF SOME INVISIBLE PEOPLE LIKE ANY WOMAN CALLING HIS HUSBAND FOR THE DINNER BUT HE WAS BUSY IN WRITING SOME STUFFS AND THEIR KID IS PLAYING WITH HIS TOYS. AFTER REQUESTING MANY TIMES BY THE WOMAN, THE MAN DIDN'T LEAVE HIS CHAIR THEN THE WOMAN PICK HER SON UP IN HIS LAP AND WENT TO SLEEP. SHE LEFT THE FOOD IN THE PLATE ALONG WITH A CUP OF COFFE ON HER HUSBAND'S TABLE BUT HE WAS STILL MUCH BUSY. SHE SHUT THE DOOR OF STORE AND SLEPT.

WE ALL WERE AMAZED BECAUSE WE ALL CAN HEARD WHAT WAS HAPPENED THERE. THEN A DRUNKER CAME AND LOCKED THE STORE & RAPED THE WOMAN AND THREW THE CHILD TOWARDS WALL. THE CHILD DIED AT THE SAME TIME THEN HE TRIED TO RAPE THE WOMAN WHEN THE WOMAN BECOME OUT OF HIS GRIP, HE USED HIS WHISKEY BOTTLE TO KILL HER AND AFTER MURDERING HER HE WENT AWAY OUTSIDE.
HER HUSBAND CAMEOUT HARDLY BY BREAKING DOOR AND HE BECAME TOO SHOCKED AFTER WATCHING WHOLE THIS BUT HE KNEW WHO IS THE PERSON BEHIND IT.

SO HE WENT IN SEARCH OF THAT PERSON. THIS PERSON WAS THE ONE WHO LOVED THAT WOMAN AND AFTER HER MARRIAGE, HE STARTED TO DRINK WINE & DECIDED TO RUIN HER LIFE. HER HUSBAND REACHED AT HIS HOME AND BEAT HIM MADLY LIKE THE ANIMAL AND CARRY HIS BODY AT HIS HOME.

HE BURIED THAT PERSON ALIVE IN THE GARDEN OF HIS HOUSE WITHOUST LISTENING ANY OF HIS EXCUSES. THEN HE RETURNED TO HIS HOME AND WEPT TOO MUCH BY KISSING HIS SON & WIFE AND SAID SORRY TO THEM FOR IGNORANCE OF LAST NIGHT.

AFTER SPENDING SOME HOURS WITH THEM HE LOCKED HIMSELF IN THE STORE. HE WROTE THE WHOLE STORY USING TYPE IN VERY ANGRY MOOD AND HIS FINGURES WERE FULL OF BLOOD & HIS VEINS WERE COMING OUT FROM THE BODY. BECAUSE HE KNEW EVERYTHING WHAT HE WAS WRITING AND HE ALSO KNEW THAT NOW HE HAS NO REASON TO STAY ALIVE.

HE WAS NOT PRESSING THE KEYS; IT LOOKED LIKE HE WAS STILL MURDERING SOMEONE USING WORDS. WITH SWEAT HIS CLOTHES WERE COMPLETELY SATURATED & BLOOD COMING FROM HER EYES. HE WAS WEEPING, CRYING & SHOUTING LOUDLY AFTER COMPLETING EACH SENTENCE.

WHEN HE TYPED THE WHOLE STORY, HE DRANK THE STALE COFFEE & MURDERED HIMSELF USING THE CARRIAGE RETURN LEVER. AND THE TYPE WRITER STOPPED AFTER COMPLETING HIS OWN STORY.

AFTER IT MANY TIMES THE OWNER OF THIS HOUSE TRIED TO MODIFY THAT ROOM BUT THE WRITER FORCEFULLY STOPPED HIM TO MAKE ANY CHANGES IN HIS ROOM BECAUSE HE IGNORED THE VOICE OF HIS WOMAN BUT IT DIDN'T MEAN THAT HE DIDN'T LOVE HER. HE WANTED TO STAY ALIVE WITH THEM.

WE ALL FELT SO SAD AFTER WATCHING WHOLE THE STORY FROM THAT PLACE THAT HOW DUE TO A SINGLE IGNORANCE A WRITER AND HIS FAMILY CEASED TO EXIST AND WE ALSO UNDERSTOOD THAT IF YOU LOVE SOMEONE THEN RESPECT HER IN EVERY CONDITION NO MATTER HE/SHE IS YOURS OR NOT.

BUT AS A LOVER IT IS YOUR DUTY OR YOU CAN SAY A RESONSIBILITY TO MAKE EFFORTS TO MAKE HER LIFE BEST NOT THE WORST. SO THAT SHE NEVER WORRIED AFTER SEEING YOU ANYWHERE. HER HUSBAND SHOULD ALSO BE YOUR BIGGEST FAN CAUSE OF YOUR THIS KIND OF GOOD BEHAVE.

WE ALSO GOT THAT NEVER IGNORE EVERYTHING. THERE IS A RESONSIBILITY THAT IS BIGGEST THAN ALL OTHER DUTIES IS TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR FAMILY. BECAUSE IF ONCE IT IS LOST THEN NO POWER COULD BRING THEM BACK.

WE RETURNED FROM THAT HOTEL NEXT MORNING AND WE ALSO CHECKED THAT PLACE WHERE THE CHEAP LOVER WAS BURIED. WE SHARED THE MOMENTS WITH THE STAFF OF THAT HOTEL AND ALSO WITH THE PEOPLE LIVING NEARBY THEM.

WHEN WE WERE RETURNING FROM DALHOUSIE, WE DRANK A LOT OF WHISKEY BUT WE ALL WERE DISCUSSING ABOUT SAME TOPIC THAT WAS THE ALIVE TYPEWRITER AND ITS PAPER WHICH WERE ENSANGUINED. BECAUSE WE ALL WATCHED THE SAME STORY THAT WE READ ON THE PAPER OF THAT TYPE WRITER.

STILL WE APPRECIATE THAT WRITER FOR REMOVING THE NAME OF THAT KIND OF CHEAP LOVER FROM THE WORLD WHO COULD DESTROY TOO MANY MORE LIVES JUST BECAUSE OF HIS OWN PURPOSE OR MATTER & WE ALSO RESPECT FOR HIS COURAGE TO TYPE WHOLE THE STORY BEFORE GOING TO DIE, SO THAT THE TRUTH COULD COMEOUT FOR THE PEOPLE.

AFTER THAT WE VISITED MANY TIMES IN THAT HOTEL AND STAYED ONLY IN THAT ROOM LIKE THAT ROOM BELONGED TO US. THE OWNER OF THAT HOTEL & STAFF TOLD THAT BEFORE YOU NOBODY COULD REACH AT THOSE THINGS AND EVEN IF WE ALSO TRIED TO TOUCH THOSE THINGS THEN SOME MISHAPPENING HAPPENED WITH US. WE TRIED TO GIVE SAME ROOM TO OTHER PEOPLE BUT AFTER EVENING WE FOUND SOMEBODY MAD, DIED OR GOING TO DIE.

WE ALWAYS READ THAT STORY COMPLETE WHEN WE VISITED THERE BECAUSE IT WAS REALLY BRILLIANT."

(THANKS FOR READING MY WHOLE STORY WITHOUT IGNORING A SINGLE WORD. HOPE YOU WILL UNDERSTAND WHAT I MEAN TO SAY IN THE WHOLE STORY. SO NEVER IGNORE SOMEONE AND RESPECT EVERYONE NO MATTER HE/SHE IS WITH YOU OR NOT)



WRITTEN BY - KING IDR (INDER JEET SINGH)

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