Sunday, May 27, 2018

Protest - A short story attempt

For any negative outcomes, why does the mind always tries to find a reason to blame the others ?

Well perhaps, it is just want to move on with confidence.
 

The story begins 

The hero of this story is at his 22, another VIP from one of the moderate paid university and most importantly a free 4G customer of big telecom company. He has a wonderful family like the Manik's in the Tamil movie Baasha and recently moved to a town where people are protesting against the armed government for some reasons. Past one week he has been receiving messages about the protest from all of his e-social groups.

In one of the Whatsapp group he received a message from his friend Mr. X

"Democracy is not working for people. The government is trying to kill our future and now is the time to show our power. Whoever is not coming for today's protest are cowards and will be called as zombies. I am going so does you - Your friend"

He decided to go since he is the hero.

He reached the protest area at right time and there were plenty of people marching towards the collectorate. Near the gate an armed policeman asked the protesters to disperse, otherwise he has to obey the shooting order.

Mr. Y from the crowd replied the policeman saying

"The number of bullets you had is not enough to shoot all of us. You are out numbered. Don't threat us."

Some of the anti-cool guys from the last rows has pushed the crowd and the people in the front are forced to move forward. The policeman rised his arm and gave his final warning. The crowd has not stopped and the Murphy's law worked.

Suddenly the bullets came from all the directions, and yes it was a master plan. Due to unavoidable survival instinicts people started dispersing as fast as they can. More than 13 people died on the spot.

The next day Mr. X came to hospital to see our injured hero and asked

"Why the hell you went there ?"

and the story ends.


I want to move on with confidence so I underlined.