The Plan.

It was a well thought out plan. I was sure it would succeed and my troubles would be forever erased.The beauty of the plan was in its simplicity. I was euphoric , sure in my confidence that i would not fail. Well , it was the hour of need for invention and my brian complied promptly. I tried to find loopholes , convincing my mind that something was not right and i had to improvise but my mind , swaggering with confidence replied back, in a gentle murmuring yet assertive voice

"You cannot fail The plan is too good to fail. You are too intelligent to meet failure , go ahead and do it, y'll be all right and much better off than before.."

I usually let my instinct take over when making difficult decisions at any level , i trust it completely. And why shouldn't I?. It has served me well in the past and never failed me in my hour of need. So why should i betray its confidence now?

I decided to do it.

It was simple yet well thought out , with the desired result almost a surety. It had surprise , the most lethal weapon a man has. People tend to underestimate how effective surprise can be as a weapon.The lack of knowledge is the biggest achilles heel any person has. Well , I was about to take advantage of that very fact. I was going to "surprise" him and by Christ , it was going to some surprise.

I decided to eliminate him as soon as i saw him talking to her.

I could see the bastard's eyes were filled with a gleam, a gleam that was cutting her in half. Boy , she was falling for him in a big way.The black hair and cold eyes were having a profound effect on her,a hypnotic effect like the deer being hypnotized by the gaze of the lion. It made me real angry to see them talking , chatting, laughing away. It bit me hard and gripped my core. The anger came up in a gigantic warm wave.I was always like this. I do not understand the anger
, the tide of loath, the swell of hate deep in my soul but I felt it fine.I knew he would take her away,kill her and throw her body in the river.I know all he wants to do is take her away. It wasn't fair. I had dedicated my existence to her for years and yet she chooses that black haired , pale faced creep over me.God , where is the justice?.Well , if God made a blunder, I was going to rectify it.He certainly did not deserve to live, he was no good and he was evil. Couldn't she see
it in his eyes?.Was she blind to his evil presence?

I bought the syringe and the surgical rubber gloves that I needed. I couldn't afford to fail , I had only one shot. Failure could mean the end of MY life because I was sure he will kill me if he found out. So I had to do it right the first time and finish him off. I already had procured the mortally lethal contents of the syringe and i was ready to do it. I could feel the rush of blood into my head , making me dizzy for a moment. It was going to feel good.

It was on friday evening that I purchased clothes to fit the occaison. I was going to have to be very . very careful and not leave a trace. The biggest disaster would not be getting caught by the law enforcers, far from it. The thing I did not want to happen was her finding out about my deeds. She would not understand that I was doing it for her and she would leave me and go away. No , she is too naive. That is why i had planned everything twice over. No margin for error
whatsoever.

All I had to do was prick him once and the "beauty" in my syringe would happily bring his life to conclusion within a minute. So i had to get him alone , at his own place and do what i had to do. Again , I thought of the big weapon of surprise. I was going to surprise him and he would have no chance. One turn , One push of the syringe anywhere in the body , One minute followed by quiet paralysis and death. yeah , it was that simple!. Have you ever wondered how easy it is to kill a man, soak up his lifeblood in a minute of real time?. I wondered then as I had wondered never before.

It gave me a sense of power , a soaring feeling of Invincibility. I was going to send someone someplace he didn't want to be.

I had planned all this for Saturday evening. His place , surprise visit , get him calm and relaxed , take the chance and stab him with the syringe.Escape in 10 minutes after bolting the front door , back home in front of the television with a Dunhill and Nescafe. Yes! It was going to go fine and smooth and by good luck , I could almost make it back in time for the late night movie.

Friday afternoon, I go out to play Tennis and stretch my legs a bit. She is also there , playing with Him , enjoying very much. I put on my Tennis gear and go out to play. I saw his eyes again. They had an infinite quality to them, like staring into an endless tunnel ,a vast chasm of nothingness.


I had not seen black eyes before although i myself have very dark brown eyes. It was magnetic in its gaze, steely yet piercing. And that gleam again , in all its animalistic glory , shining out intermittently from the darkness. I could sense something in him , i couldn't tell what but it was there. There was a "feeling" in the pit of my stomach and i could not explain to myself why it was there.I challenged him to a round and started playing against him. It was a hot , humid evening with fire flies hovering lazily around in the moist outdoor air. The air had a balmy , enveloping quality to it , almost making it hard for me to breathe normally.

He was like a svelte animal , moving around with a feline grace on the court , not giving anything away.I was angry again and It got to my game. To my utmost surprise , right after the first set , he started losing points.

His game was not effective any more and I was beginning to dominate. It gave me great pleasure to hit the ball past him without him being able to hit it. I was having fun now , winning more points , playing in the zone.I was beginning to enjoy it now , beating him with she clapping in the background.

I won and I was felling elated. I felt like having a long drink to relax my frayed muscles. She got a call and she had to go urgently. She needed my car and took the keys from me. She also asked Him to drop me back while returning and she would return my wheels later.

There was a purple hue in the Sky and the fireflies were out in their full glory. It was the type of twilight you usually find in the winter,dark , inky , encompassing , mysterious. The last few cries of a lone crow could be heard in the background , coming from nowhere in particular. What was the crow doing out here alone , I wondered inside.

It had been one hour since she had left. I was alone with Him , showered and changed , relaxed and calmed with the victory i achieved today. Funnily enough , I was alone with a man I was about to murder tomorrow, in cold blood. I took respite in the knowledge that he didn't know it. I probably could do it now if I had wanted to but I didn't have my stuff with me and breaking a well analyzed plan would probably be a mistake. I would do it tomorrow , as planned. Tonight was all about relaxation, laid back relaxation.

After a cigarette , I made an effort to know the man i was going to kill tomorrow a little better. He was dangerous , no doubt about it but he also had an animal magnetism. The same magnetism that had drawn her towards the unholy bastard. I wanted him out of our lives , out forever. And nothing was going to change my mind now.

"Would you like a drink?" He asked , settling down on the chair in front of me.

"Whiskey , small with soda, thanks" I replied. I was beginning to appreciate the calm environment i was in. No worries , nothing but relax with a drink in hand. The stars were coming out now and a gale had started flowing from the south.

We were still outdoors as it was clammy inside the clubhouse. I was enjoying the wind on my face , gazing at constellations in the night time sky.

" You are in love with her , aren't you?" He asked me , suddenly interrupting my train of thought. It took me by surprise and i broke off from my reverie.

" No , not at all. She is just a good friend I know since i was 4." I replied , somewhat red faced by the directness of the question. " How did you guys meet?" I asked my own question. Let the man speak , after all he was only going to do it for one more day. Haha.

"Its a long story.. Too long for me to care" He looked at me and said. His gaze had that quality again and it made me feel cold. I took my sweater and wrapped it around my body.

"Cold?" He asked , noticing my discomfort.

"A Little bit , yes. Its strange , it was very balmy earlier today" I replied nonchalantly. You are the one who is going to be cold permanently tomorrow , I thought with a slight grin appearing on my face.

By now I was feeling even colder but strangely enough , I had started perspiring. It was as if my body wanted to lose all water and freeze. I was starting to shiver a bit and he offered me another drink.

" Have an Irish large straight , it will make you warm. It always works for me when i am cold. It worked for me when i was in Greenland. You look really cold , are you all right?". He asked me , looking at me with a slight sneer on his face. It was like his face was composed of dark matter, moving about in ungodly patterns , creating ripples.

I was really cold by now and I thought it wise to accept the drink. I thought to myself , One more drink and I am off inside. I can switch on the heater and get warm.

He gave me the drink and I took it from his hands. My hands were also starting to shake now and I had a uneasy feeling in my stomach. I swigged down the drink at one go and kept the glass on the table with my shaking hands. Immediately , I felt a little better , the warmth of the alcohol seeping my insides.

" You do know I love her very much , don't you?" He asked me suddenly , looking at me straight. The fire was there in his eyes , burning with fever, passion and animality.

I looked at him , shocked , with a frozen look in my face. The warmth from the Irish whiskey was gone and I started feeling even colder and the sweating got worse. I was losing water and dropping body temperature at the same time.

What was happening to me?. Alcohol never does this to me. Have I contracted some exotic disease with these symptoms?. Why am i feeling cold?

"What... did you say?" I managed to croak out with my feeble voice.

"She said you were her best friend and she could not do without you." He said barely above a whisper. He was staring straight at me now , slicing my brain with his scythe of a gaze. He looked feverish , frenzied , like a predator in real hunger.

I was barely able to move now . I realized I was going to die , it was inevitable. Surprisingly , I was not scared by the prospect of my imminent death. I tried to move my paralyzed limbs but failed to do so.
My eyes were starting to lose their muscles and I could not move my eyeballs. I looked at him,a s i neared the end of my time on this world.I just fixed my gaze at him , trying to understand what was happening , as my life ebbed out of me slowly.

He did it , didn't he?. Surprise worked against me this time. And I was going to surprise him. Look who is surprised now? Like I said earlier , death was not scary to me. It would have been worse if she would have found out.

"Fate...."

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