Fan Fiction: A Jealous Rage! Chapter Forty Four

 

 

                                                                                Chapter Forty Four

 

 

 

Currently from the Mumbai news desk on NDTV live, Nidhi Kulpati spoke to the nation. News just in, there are new developments surrounding the hostage crisis at St Marks College, we’ve just been informed the attacker holding Mrs Priya Kapoor hostage is also holding up a group of students. He is said to be strapped with explosives, the police are requesting for the public to keep away from the the scene.  The area is on high alert and extremely dangeous we urge you please do not venture in an around the area of St Marks College we will bring you the news as it unfolds right here on NDTV.  The attacker’s demands are not clear as yet, through visuals coming in we’ve just seen him fire two gun shots into the air. At this stage we not sure if there are any casualties but right now we crossing over to Barkha Dutt in our Delhi newsroom to try and get the Minister’s reaction, over to you Barkha.

 

 

Thanks Nidhi yes this is indeed sad and shocking news, Sir if I can just quickly ask you what is going through your mind right now?  Shaking his head in a blank confused look the minister said Barkha I’m speechless and horrified, I’m just horrified that this young man is capable of acting in this manner, he was in a state of disbelief.  Sir what do you think could have driven this youngster to react so violently I mean we’ve never seen anything like this happening in India before?  I know Barkha we’ve heard of hostage crisis happening in schools of other countries, take the US for example but having this happen in our own country, in our own college it is just unbelievable, Barkha please clarify for me is he a student of the college or not, the minster asked her?  Well sir according to reports coming in he is  definitely a student of the college.  With his hand on his bearded chin the minister shook his head I’m just really saddened by what’s going on and I pray to god this does not end tragically I off course will ensure that we do everything in our power to assist in this situation.  Sir I express your sentiments it’s really sad especially for what the hostage's families have to witness seeing their loved ones held up. Our hearts most certainly go out to them and especially to the Kapoor family. Focusing her very serious face into the camera she said, Mrs Priya Kapoor is a teacher at St Marks College and the wife of Mr Ram Kapoor India’s richest industrialist, what’s alarming is that Mrs Kapoor is pregnant and according to reports she could be at least 5 months pregnant expecting their very first child.

 We have to unfortunately say goodbye to the minister, he’s on his way out of the studios but we’ll try to get more from him later but for now let’s cross back to the news desk in Mumbai, Nidhi over to you. Thank you Barkha well If you haven’t already heard Mrs Priya Ram Kapoor together with a group of students was taken hostage by a single gunman on the roof top of St Marks College.  Right now the scene is such that the army was called into this hostage crisis, the young assailant is said to be strapped with explosives.  He could very well be a suicide bomber his demands have not been made yet.  We’ve also just been informed that Mr Ram Kapoor arrived at the scene just minutes earlier and through the visuals we can see a very disturbed looking Mr Kapoor.  Certainly our thoughts and prayers are with him and all the families of those students being held up.  We want to try and get more from the scene so let’s cross to our news correspondent giving us an up to date feel on what’s happening out there.   The news also filtered through to other parts of world from the international news desk across with the likes of BBC worldwide news, CNN world report and Al- Jazeera broadcasting live images streaming in from its Indian counterpart NDTV.   Within minutes they had their own freelance reporters who were already stationed in Mumbai on the scene reporting to their respective audiences as the hostage crisis became a worldwide focus with the epicenter of this drama being St Mark’s college.

Lieutenant Colonel Rohit Singh of the Indian Army was on the roof top speaking in his moderately toned voice into his ear piece, advising the team who were listening in on their radio actives and ear pieces. Carefully observing the situation he said, the assailant is extremely agitated and in his rage he is capable of doing just about anything. Right now we got to calm him down and win his trust over so that he releases the hostages.  I think for now get our men out of sight but station yourselves for line of fire.  Do you think that's a wise choice sir the voice spoke into his ear?  off course it is I just don’t want to piss him off any further but whatever happens do not fire,  I re-peat do not fire we have no idea how the explosives are wired  on him. Get the bomb squad positioned   up here we need their expertise.  The priority is to get Mrs Kapoor away from him she's in a rather delicate condition right now, I’m just not sure how long she’s going to be able to withstand this so i'm going in now.  Ok lieutenant the voice on the other end said, but we need you to keep him in clear view of us.  Rohit said yes sure, but I re-peat do not fire until I say so also get me whatever information you can get on his family and relay it back to me.  The sounds of the helicopter circling the area made Rohit look up, he said get that damn helicopter out of here it’s too risky having this on air right now. Yes sir we on it, the voice then shouted the order to someone else, we need that helicopter out of here pronto, speaking to Rohit the voice said,  good luck sir.

There was a shuffle at the trap door as the police tried blocking Ram Kapoor from entering the roof top, my wife for god sake that’s my wife he shouted at them. Rohit was about too move forward into the hostage scene when he heard the shouts, my wife the voice screamed, my wife he turned around to see Ram Kapoor pushing his way through the line of policemen.  He quickly went over trying to bring some order in the situation and shouted Mr Kapoor to get his attention and to the police he shouted leave Mr Kapoor, taking hold of Ram himself he said I’m Rohit Singh remember me we met last night at the Taj Hotel.  Ram looked at him and recognition passed.  Rohit said Mr Kapoor  you are putting yourself into risk and a bigger risk for everyone else, we trying to get your wife away from him.  Ram said for god sake I just need to know that my wife is ok please tell me that she’s ok I heard the gun shots. 
 
His heart went out to the distress husband, don’t worry Mr Kapoor he shot in the air no one was injured. Ram staggered in relief covering his face he took a deep breath re-moving his hand from his face releasing his breath while his heart beat pumped rigorously.  Look Mr Kapoor I know you want to be here to save your wife but that’s what we are here for and I promise Mr Kapoor I’m not going to let anything happen to her but for the safety of your wife and all off those people that are being held up I need you to stay away. Ram was confused what do you mean by those people, well he’s holding a gun to your wife but there are others he’s got held up lying flat on the floor so please just stay here and let us do our jobs.

Ram was shattered but at the same time a temporary relief broke through his body knowing that his wife was still alive and nothing happened to her. Just as relieved Vikram put his hand around Ram’s shoulder I think he’s right, we are risking Priya’s safety and if he see’s you we don’t know what he could do.  Let the trained people handle this, Rohit looked at Vikram and said thank you, we will do our best but now I got to get in there so please I beg of you and he looked at Ram to emphasize his point, do not and I really mean it do not over step the security line. Ram silently nodded in agreement, his eyes blood-shod with grief while his hair was dampened in sweat.  Rohit Singh was in his army uniform covered by a bullet proof vest over his chest, he turned to leave speaking into his ear piece he said, ok all clear. Putting his hand on his back holster he ensured that his gun was  secured, I’m going in he said.

You see that bitch, you see what I can do, I can finish you and the whole lot of them just like that he clicked his middle finger and thumb to emphasize his point.  Priya felt the heat from the gun pointed right back against the side of her head, her skin burning from the heat of the recently fired pistol  while at the same time she could feel movement in her stomach overlooking the gun stabbing at her for a moment, Her one hand covered her mouth in shocked surprise while the other covering her stomach as she witnessed the feeling of her baby kick her for the first time. Oh my god, she cried silently her body shaking into shudders as the vigorous movements passed inside her stomach like tiny flutters.  Beneath her palm on her swollen stomach she felt the beat of the kick oh my sweet baby don’t be frightened, mama is ok.  I promise you baby nothing is going to happen to you, you are my strong baby and I love you so much. We are going to be fine and just now we going to be with papa, you know how much papa loves us she sniffled as she tried in her own little way to re-assure her baby and herself.  The baby was in fear, frightened by the vibrating fear in Priya’s body; it reached into its lifeline wanting to feel secured all it could feel was its mother's overwhelming distress.

 Her mind flew back to what her doctor said, “your baby is experiencing the same emotions that you are going through” she then remembered the conversation that she had with Ram only a few hours earlier in the car, "take care of our baby he said, and she said with my life I will take care of our baby with my life".  The baby kicking her for the first time should have been a special moment that she shared together with Ram but here she was being dragged against this sickening body holding her hostage while her back was pressed against his chest rubbing against something hard.  Feel that bitch I’m going to blow us up he laughed into her ear that sickened feeling of disgust and panic past through her. You going to die bitch all of you and no one can save you not even god he shouted laughing.  The other grief stricken hostages cringed in fear for their lives,  Priya shook like a leaf was this her last wish, was this her last breath has she silently cried oh my god and prayed most earnestly, Ganapati bappa please be with my Ram protect him, I love him so much please tell him I love him.  She sobbed while her heart broke into a million pieces as thoughts of her blowing up  right here with their unborn baby inside of her overcame her in fear, while tears spilled down her face like a fountain as she stood here facing her death unable to keep her promise, I will take care of our baby with my life, those words resonated within her.

 Above in the skies the NDTV news helicopter hovering above turned away heading back to its base.  Lieutenant colonel Rohit Singh walked towards the assailant who was holding Priya his hostage in front of him like a shield.  Stand back the gunman shouted at Rohit, stand back or I will blow her brains out.  Rohit said ok, just calm down I’m not doing anything lifting his hands in the air see I’m not holding anything my hands are free. The gunman was on edge Rohit looked at Priya the softening in his eyes pleading for her to trust him hoping that his familiar face here would give her some relief.  He cautiously stepped closer, the gunman taking the gun away from Priya’s head  pointed it directly at Rohit then lowered it slightly to the ground. Did you not hear me stand back, stand back he shouted firing a third shot that missed Rohit’s foot by a millimeter has he jumped out the way in a split second of the bullet passing through, there was screams and shouts.

 Jesus Christ Vikram I can’t watch, god I cannot watch.  Vikram had his hand around Ram’s shoulder take it easy Ram ,it’s ok he’s just scaring everyone.  Vikram was dripping in his own sweat he was so damn scared but he needed to be calm and brave for Ram or he knew Ram would completely loose it.  Ok, ok Rohit shouted with his hands in the air I’m not moving, calm down I’m standing right here all I want to do is talk to you.  The gunman laughed, yeah right you wanna talk, what do you want to talk to me about? Tell me what is it you want? Why Mr Army man are you going to get it for me he laughed harshly.  Well if you don’t tell me what you want how will I know if I can get it for you or not. Yeah right Mr Army man when I blow this whole fucking place up, you going to wish you had given me what I want.  Information was relayed back to Rohit  in his ear piece and using that same information he said to the gunman how will your family feel knowing what you doing?  My family what fucking family they dead, they all fucking dead he cried harshly.  Listen Rajesh, that’s your name right, Rajesh?  He nodded his head, your sister is downstairs wanting to see you.  I don’t believe you,  yes she is,  but she’s dead he said, No Rajesh she’s not dead she is downstairs worried about you she wants to speak to you.  Rajesh was confused but she’s dead I know she’s dead he re-peated.

 Priya could feel him softening when he heard that his sister was here, why did he think she was dead, did he kill her. These questioned went through her distressed mind. Finding courage in her shaky voice she said I know how much your sister loves you, how do you know that, he asked?  Priya was frightened for her life but she didn’t want this young boy to end his life like this, she said to him because I have a brother too and I know how much I love him and I wouldn’t want to see him ruin his life like this killing innocent people.  You've got your whole life ahead of you don’t do this please, your family needs you, who is going to be there for your family? They love you very much please don’t put them through this.

Rohit decided to capitalize on this moment and said she’s right you know, Rajesh come on let her go, put the gun down and let these people go.  I promise you we’ll get you whatever help you need.  The boy was stilled hailed in confusion as he thought about his family, he slowly said but they killed my family, they said they were going to kill my family.  Who Rajesh, who was going to kill your family?  After a few nerve wrecking seconds he said, the drug lords they were going to kill my family he looked spaced out as the memory surfaced.  Priya said I’m sorry you had to go through that but I’m sure your family is safe, look how worried they must be for you.  The drugs that he'd taken earlier this morning was slowly wearing of his body, bringing his mind to some sort of sanity. Rohit said, look buddy we can work through this I’m here for you and can get all the help that you need, we’ll ensure your family is safe and trust me your family is safe right now, but they really concerned about you so how about we end this now, let these people go.

Can they go Rajesh, can you let them go? Rohit asked pleading with him, finally the boy said ok they can go. He pointed to the ones lying on the floor they can go.  Rohit speaking into his earpiece ordered his men hold your fire, hold your fire the hostages are being released as he spoke the sharp shooters were on alert watching for any movement from the attacker while the hostages on the floor , quickly woke up scurrying for safety crying in relief but Rajesh still held onto his main hostage Priya not letting her go.  Ram was sweating watching this scene unfold before his eyes, but why wasn’t he letting his Priya go, speaking under his breath Ram said let her go man, come on just let her go he pleaded softly.  Vikram I’m going in there I can’t bear to see Priya like this,. For god sake Ram are you crazy you could  put her life in danger,  that Rohit guy knows what he’s doing out there just pull yourself together and have faith buddy, come on its going to be ok.

The Seven Hills hospital, a private hospital was already on red alert for an emergency, its air ambulance was ready and waiting while Dr Anuradha Mehta and a team of highly specialized emergency doctors were also on standby for this high profiled hostage drama. Back on the news desk, Nidhi spoke to the nation we’ve just been informed the hostages have been released but unconfirmed reports coming through indicate Priya Kapoor is still being held captive. Let’s cross over to our news correspondent for the latest update.  Well Nidhi it’s true that hostages are being released she pointed in the direction of the entrance to the college, as you can see the hostages are coming out of the building some 15 to 20 of them.  Right now they will be given whatever medical treatment they require and taken to hospitals in and around the area for more specialized care. Do you know if there are any serious injuries? well Nidhi it’s not confirmed yet but I think so far there are no severe injuries probably just some treatment for shock and minor  injuries.  Can you tell us if Priya Kapoor has been released? At this stage it seems the attacker is still holding her captive everyone off course is just hoping and praying that she is able to get out of this safely  and can you tell us of the where about of Mr Ram Kapoor?  Well right now it seems he could be on the roof top just earlier I managed to get a glimpse of him.

While the reporting continued on the news front, back on the roof top Rohit said to Rajesh why don’t you let Priya go, she looks tired and needs some rest?  The boy was hesitant and said not yet he tighten the hold on her she can’t go yet.  Look can I at least get her some water to drink she looks like she’s dehydrating, the boy looked at her and thought for a while then changed his mind he said ok she can go. Ram was in the sidelines ready to run out for her but Vikram held him back. Rohit said that’s good, I’m really happy that you agreed. Now I want you to slowly release her and step back with your hands in the air, promise me you will not detonate the explosives on you.  He was silent look Rajesh don’t do anything you will regret, don’t disappoint your family please.  He laughed yeah right Mr Army man like they not disappointed already.  I’m sure your family love you very much Rajesh and will help you get through this. Trust me Rajesh, trust me that I’m a man who keeps to my word.  There was something very honest and comforting by the army man’s word Rajesh said to Priya, i'm sorry I didn’t mean to do this, you a good teacher. She was choked with emotion as he released his hands from her and said you free to go.  She stood frozen as he stepped back with the gun in his hand.  Put the gun down Rajesh, put the gun down, Rohit calmly pleaded with him a nervous tension passing through his body, put the gun down he said again. 

Snapping out of his blank silence Rajesh was placing the gun on the floor when it accidently slipped from his hand falling to the ground. Has it hit the ground a bullet dislodged itself ricocheting off its surface. Two things happened; nothing could stop Ram Kapoor running out into the clear open while the swat teams ran in surrounding Rajesh the gunman, bomb experts worked quickly to remove the explosives of him cutting its connection from exploding. Friday seemed to stretch as its astrological forecast aligned itself in its destiny while the earth’s axis continued on its rotation passing through many time zones.  Mumbai twisted and turned for most part of the day with nervous tension. Go back Friday we don’t like you right now, I’m warning you Friday trouble us not for we were happy living in our perfect world of dreams.  Uncaring for in-significant us or our wants, Friday simply had its own agenda speeding through on a rollercoaster of emotions that was deeply rooted in volatile aggression. Wouldn’t this hold its own consequences, I asked myself, as we wondered aimlessly our hearts fearful, our eyes tearful but then I remember, fear not for what destiny has in store what’s meant to happen will happen. Be strong, be faithful  and remember to breathe.  While in the distance somewhere, some place, a lover’s heart wrenched out lyrics that was sadly somber in mood, on this damning Friday.

 

 

Do,pal ruka,khwaabon ka kaarvaan   

The caravan stopped for a few moments

Aur phir, chal diye,tum kahaan, ham kahaan

and then where did you walk off, and where did I?

Do pal ki thi, ye dilon ki daastaan

This story of hearts lasted only a few moments,

Aur phir, chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan

and then where did you go, and where did I?

Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan

 

 

She had beautiful simplicity in her attire standing like a true heroine in her red sari, her hair was left open while loosely flying strands stuck to her like a magnetic pull over her tear stained face. Her movements were hindered has her hands lay clasped on her stomach as a protective guard.  In stilled images she looked an angelic goddess while her normally bewitching eyes caught in slow motion a view of her Ram, running, running towards her like a hero it was more than all of her dreams put together. Her lion prince charming came to rescue her, how handsome he looked with a gentle smile passing her lips she thought he didn’t have his haircut today.  A burning sting shattered inside her shoulder, with the force she staggered back her eyes rolling as waves of dizziness passed her weakened head.   The heat in her shocking the breath of her.

 

 

Tum the ke thi koyi ujli kiran

Was that actually you, or was it a ray of light?
Tum the ya koyi kali muskaayi thi

Was that actually you, or was it a smiling flowerbud?

Tum the ya tha sapnon ka tha saawan

Was that you, or was it the rain of dreams?
 

Echoing of her inner soul a tender smile glowed on her face your life is mine, it’s mine to keep don’t you ever forget it.   She stood proud for her life, she stood proud for her Ram as he came for her. Her smile of pride, her eyes of pain seared gut wrenchingly through his inner being. Her Ram, Ram the name silently left her lips. He grabbed her has she collapsed into his arms.

Screaming from the inner depths of his soul, Priyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa  Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The screech in his voice vibrated, crackling the air as the sound carried a lover’s cry.  Holding her weakened body like a limp lifeless doll, he dropped to his knees with her head over his bent arm he lowered his head rubbing his cheek against her forehead, his tears mixing with her blood  as he rocked her back and forth in his arms. He yelled into the air for the blue skies to hear why, why did you do this? The deep wrenching sobs broke through his body.

 

 

From a spaced distance she heard his over wrought heartbeat against her ear. In her weakened breath she lifted her finger sliding it across his handsome cheek, smiling at him as her mouth moved slightly and the most precious words rolled off her tongue I Loveeeee Youuuuuuuu . Her eyes felt tired, slowly she blinked needing to close them while destiny sang a lullaby for her. 




 

Tum the ya tha sapnon ka tha saawan

Was that you, or was it the rain of dreams?
Tum the ke khushiyon ki ghata chhaayi thi

Was that you, or did a cloud of joy pass overhead? 


 

Baby please don't close your eyes on me,  please open your eyes. Don’t close them he cried. Please keep them open for me, for us. Somebody he screamed help me please , he begged with his hand pressed between her breast and shoulder to stop the blood flow. Vikram dropped to his knees shattered watching a very bad dream, unable to comprehend. A medical team rushed in to stabilize her and in the air the sounds of an air ambulance helicopter could be heard as it landed on the roof top of St Marks College making its way back to the Seven Hills Hospital. 

Tum the ke tha koyi phool khila

Was that you, or did a flower bloom?

Tum the ya mila tha mujhe naya jahaan

Was that you, or did I find a whole new world?

 

 

 

 
 


 

 

 

It was a five minute journey to the hospital and in all that time Ram held onto her hand for dear life, squeezing her hand he lifted it up to his mouth as he broke into unbearable sobs.  The emergency staff worked around him as they tried to stop the blood flow, her heart rate was dropping and her blood pressure rose. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Back at the news desk, Nidhi Kulpati broke the news to the nation, breaking news just in Mrs Priya Kapoor has been shot in a hostage crisis on the roof top of St Marks College.  At this stage we not sure how serious she is, but right now she’s being airlifted to the Seven Hills Hospital for medical treatment. Our thoughts and prayers go out to the Kapoor family during this very difficult time.  We've got live visuals coming through from the grounds of the Seven Hills Hospital where the helicopter has just landed. As you can see there’s a team of doctors and nurses ready and waiting to receive Mrs Kapoor. She looked thoughtful into the screen and said, just really sad news indeed Mrs Kapoor is five months pregnant.  Looking at these visuals you can quite clearly see them carrying out the stretcher ready to wheel her into the hospital and behind them a very distraught and blood stained Mr Ram Kapoor coming out of the helicopter followed closely by we think his right hand man, Mr Vikram Shergill who is said to be extremely close to the family. These are really disturbing images coming through and judging by what we seeing right now it does look rather serious.  Let’s try and cross over to our new correspondent at the Seven Hills Hospital to get a clearer understanding of what’s going on.

 

 

The situation at the Seven Hills Hospital was deathly serious as the doctors and nurses raced the patient to the nearest emergency room in the trauma unit.  They pushed the huge double doors ajar with force as they rushed in to attach a life support machine to her.  The staff were so involved in trying to stabilize the patient that they didn't even have time to care for Ram Kapoor and Vikram Shergill standing inside the emergency room by the door hopelessly watching the activity.   Her blood pressure and heart rate was dropping, the black screen on the heart machine showed an erratic pattern in the lines that moved across. I can not find her pulse we loosing her quick get me the defibrillation we loosing her,  Don't u dare die on us Mrs Kapoor


Ram Kapoor stood in a stunned state of shock his face deathly white as his heart skipped a beat he covered his face with his hands a deep sob stuck in his throat as he staggered back against the wall in hopeless despair, unbearable pain gripped him all he could hear don't die on us Mrs Kapoor , what did that mean she can't die he cried oh my god Vikram my Priya cant do this to me.

Do pal ruka khwaabon ka kaarvaan

The caravan stopped for a few moments,
Aur phir chal diye tum kahaan ham kahaan

and then where did you walk off, and where did I?

At the count of three the doctor ordered, stand back one, two, three and clear the electric shock was discharged,all Ram could see through his tears was her body jerk up like a rag doll and hit the bed again. They repeated the process stand back one, two, three clear and her body jerked again like a rag doll the green line on the heart machine still flat.  Dr Mehta shouted I'm not giving up on you Mrs Kapoor come on, come back to us. Stand back one, two, three she discharged the electric shock for the third time

Do pal ki thi, ye dilon ki daastaan

This story of hearts lasted only a few moments,
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan

and then where did you go, and where did I?

Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan

 

How often have we looked at our lives with all its imperfections and thought if only, if only.  In our life If only thoughts should have no importance to how we live, for the bitter truth is that we are here destined to face imperfections and in trying to beat the odds to attain perfection we can unknowingly miss the value of our dear life.   How often complacency sets us in our comfort zone and we forget trepidation that comes along to shake us up. In wanting a life of perfection we may achieve happiness for a few seconds, a few minutes, a few hours, a few days, a few months or even a few years but sadly life cannot guarantee us all the happiness that we think we may deserve for the beauty of our life lies not in its adjectives and what it can offer us but in our acceptance that our imperfections are our greatest strength, when we are able to overcome our stumbling blocks in our lives we can then truly be called a hero of life. 


 God Bless!