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2.10.2009

LORROR: WHEN GHOST FALLS IN LOVE Part-3

Yet to read Part-1: Click This- Part-1

Yet to read Part-2: Click This- Part-2

Six months had passed by. The word has changed a little so as Arunkumar. The managerial, technical and communication skills of him have augmented and so as his looks. No more tidy hair and 19 day beard. He looked like a Professional to the core and has gained few kgs. It doesn’t mean his mom is a bad cook; the reason being he won’t come in time to eat when he was a GETHU. The Freshers, after their training were given an option for their permanent posting and Arunkumar had no choices in between than Chennai. Again, the luck at his side, he was posted to Chennai with appraisal in salary too. Before leaving Chennai he bought dresses, cosmetics, soft dolls, chocolates and all Archana’s favorites without knowing the shock and aftermath goanna happen when he reach Chennai.


 

Given a week break along with transfer, Arunkumar was in full josh listening to romantic songs in his I-pod (Chand Sifarish-Fanaa 4 times; she loves the song) , planning how to regenerate the lovable moments they’ve shared and those that were lost in the last six months. The train journey to Chennai was a pleasurable one with a newly married love couple in his compartment and both exchanging their love stories for time being. They also gave him few tips on how to rejuvenate the exquisite days, wishing him all the best and never forget to drop the wedding card at their door. After having a few hours sleep in his house, dreams full of Archana; he dressed in her favorite White T-shirt, bought roses, chocolates and knocked her door. 


Her parent, who never expected his sudden entrance were dumbstruck for a few moments. Then realizing he never knew what had happened the D-Day (Death Day; Archana’s death was still unknown because she never had close friends in her college and her parent had arranged with the college authorities that she’d got TC and left to Vellore. Since Arunkumar was no more in contact with his juniors, he couldn’t get informed this info), they responded positively by welcoming him in, gave coffee and informed (lied in other words) that Archana was out of town with her friends for a North India Tour and will be back in 10 days. They added further, so as to make him believe that if he’d arrived yesterday by this time, he would have met her and dropped her at Railway Station. She was missing him so much and was expecting of his arrival. Arunkumar was disappointed but he didn’t show it to them. He said that by next week he’ll be back again and bid bye to them. Her parent watched as he left, tears leaking, thoughts running hard what they have to say for next week. Is he ready to digest the fact that his love is no more?

 


A week passed sooner than expected and Arunkumar got ready with his white T-shirt (nothing to worry. He uses AXE and had washed the T-shirt the next day), chocolates and roses (Not the same again that were wasted last time) in his hands. The same kind of greeting he got last week (again not the same coffee: P) but this time they weren’t speaking; an uncomfortable silence prevailed between them. Arunkumar broke the silence.


“Ehmm… Not so bad climate? Where is Archana?” looking at her room.

Her dad felt a searing pain in his stomach at the sound of the name.

“Arun”

“I’ve got a big teddy for her and she has asked a Titan Raga watch, err… watches, a pink and a blue. Hope she’ll like it”

“Arun… She...”

“But what happened uncle? Hasn’t she returned yet? Or ill… Been to hospital? Nothing to worry? Where is she?”

“She….” Her dad cleared his throat; it was dry from panic and sorrow. “She won’t return...”

“Won’t??” Arun said loudly staring down at him. “What are you on about?”

“She is dead… the day before you left to Bangalore” and he broke down.

“Noooooooooooo…!” Arun shouted looking wildly from her dad to mom, as though hoping the latter might contradict him, but when she burst into tears, he collapsed to his knees.

“We know how you are feeling now ma boy!” he said moving towards him and put his arm around Arun’s shoulders.

Arun instantaneously pushed it.

“How dare you uncle?? How dare you? Lie to me? Lying your daughter died? You are insane and stone-hearted, heights of idiocy!” roared Arun, his eyes now red with anger.

“No Arun… We don’t… believe us… why should we lie on our daughter? Please don’t hurt us! We are weaker…. and your words piercing me like scalding knives”

Arun took out his mobile and threw at him. He caught hold of it.

“Check the inbox, sent items, received calls, missed calls, dialed numbers and what so nonsense the mobile has. We were conversing for the past six months, which is from the date you said she has died and yesterday she called me saying she has reached Chennai. Check the messages dim-witted.” his voice trembling with anger, still refusing to look at her dad.



Archana’s dad was shocked and terrified on seeing the mobile. Yes! What Arun said was right. She had messaged him for the past six months and moreover called him yesterday night too. At last it seemed to dawn on him. The mobile; Archana’s mobile from which he was getting messages. The mobile, with the dolls, the gifts he’d bought for her were buried along with Archana at her funeral. He explained to Arun of what had happened and what they’d done to make the college believe Archana is still alive and tried to convince as well as console him. But he was not ready to accept the truth and was obdurate in his belief- Archana is not dead. After a long discussion, he persuaded him to accompany to the Graveyard so that they can prove him the truth.


 

The chilly breeze ruffled Arun’s hair as he looked out at moon-lit street and star strewn sky. They reached the graveyard and Arunkumar felt Goosebumps. He could not tell whether the shiver he was experiencing were due to the coldness in climate or the thought of Archana coming out of grave and kissing him.

“SCREECH!”

The sound killed the silence that had prevailed so far as they pushed the wreaked iron gates and walked in.

“HOWUUWWUUWWWWWWW!”

They could hear a dog howling somewhere, taking a hard breath, they gulped and waded deeper into the graveyard. Their footsteps made echoing sound which furthermore broke the silence. Arunkumar found the place and the silence oppressive, unnerving.

“Who is that?”

With a noise like an explosion, a man jumped at their front, ugly and bloodcurdling, foul smell from his body and Arunkumar stopped breathing for few seconds and her dad leapt backward in shock. His heart was still thundering. Then her father recognized he is the Undertaker of that graveyard and told him for why they had come. Giving a wicked smile, the undertaker said they were here at unlikely time and better they get out of this soon. After thrusting few bugs in his hands, he gave another horrible smile and pointed to the place, after all being there throughout his life he know who were buried where. They moved to the place he pointed, Arunkumar's heart still pounding. The undertaker took out something squarely from the pouch he was holding at his hip and started tuning it. It was a FM player and as he adjusted EVERYBODY… ROCK YOUR BODY song started floating in air. Though he didn’t know English, he started dancing disgustingly, holding the FM Player close to his ears.   



Seeing the grave was worse than hearing the story behind it. All that’s taking place around him seemed to be a nightmare for Arunkumar. Is it really happening? Is she dead? Am I to a cemetery to see my love buried? The headstone where they stood was made of white marble and this made it easy to read, as it seemed to shine in the dark. The words engraved upon it are


Archana, Born 9-6-86, Died 7-6-06


He gasped and her dad called Undertaker to dig out her final resting place. After forcing another few bugs in his hand, he started to excavate the place, his FM set still playing the Back Street Boys song. Arun had no idea what’s going around. He watched nervously and his thoughts were all of monsters, ghosts taking the form of Archana and coming close to his face.


“THUD”

As the shovel hit a skull, Undertaker stopped digging, took the mobile and dolls out, handing over the mobile to her dad and scanning the dolls, eyes wide open like a kid.  A gut-wrenching smell filled the place and they shut their faces with hands but Arunkumar remained immovable. 

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”


His startled voice echoed loudly over the silent cemetery, sick rose in his throat.


“She…. Is…. Not…. Dead….”


He had reached the ground, his breath coming in searing gasps. Archana’s dad grabbed Arunkumar around the chest, holding him back who was about to jump into the pit. A part of him realized as he fought to break free from her dad that she is not going to reappear out of the grave. Then how come he had been getting calls and messages from her? Has someone already dug out the grave before they had? Has someone took the SIM from the mobile and were playing prank on him for these six months? Has someone, maybe a girl who cared for him took the SIM and was speaking like Archana for these six months not to throw him into disappointment? How come the girl could exactly mimic in Archana’s voice? But the undertaker confirmed no one has dug Archana’s grave after she was buried. Yet the mobile remained new and was not down in charge. How come? Both of them were thrown into the state of shock. Using the presence of mind, Arunkumar took out his mobile and called to Archana’s number.


Ooh ooh aah aah sexy eyes

I'm gonna take you to paradise

Hey hey my my look at me

You got me felling free

 

Was it from the undertaker’s FM?? No… It was from the mobile that was taken out minutes before. Yes it was Archana’s and Arunkumar could remember Archana saying him last night that this was her present ringing tone. Something heavy was pressing on his chest. Horror struck Arun and he dropped his mobile to ground. He opened her mobile to see whether the SIM is present. Yes it was and then as the undertaker adjusted his FM again, a customary voice from one of the FM stations came into the air


WHERE EVER YOU GO, OUR NETWORK FOLLOWS


Now all suddenly became clear to him and he saw the SIM again- it was HUTCH



Two years had gone since this incident and now Arunkumar was not receiving any calls or messages from her. Scared again? Do you know why?

 

BECAUSE HUTCH IS NOW VODAFONE!!

 

THE END (May be for me)

 

Vin, G3, Seno, Lancelot, ST, Thoorika, Karthik, Gayathri, Swati, Vijay, Kanagu and all others. I know how you are feeling now. I could sense a white-hot anger, frustration boiling inside you and a rushing madness to kill me. But again I bring the bottom line, YOU AND I IN THIS BEAUTIFUL WORLD. I’m like the cute dog. Still wanna kill me? Sob! Sob!

 

PS: This is dedicated to all the friends who used, are using, love to use, whose lover/boyfriends/girlfriends using Hutch/Vodafone networks. HAPPY TO WRITE.



 THANKS!!! KEEP VISITING!!!


27 Droplets:

Thoorika said...

Karthik.. why dont u give me ur address and i shall send your home a person who would be like the undertaker in ur story?! maybe he will give you inspiration to write the next story?!

and lancelot!! you asked him to pen down THIS story with your name?! THIS story?!

Thoorika said...

Anyway jokes apart!!! Your humor throughout the story was great! I enjoyed tat part!! Try writing some humorous stories! I am damn sure all of us will enjoy it!!

Senorita said...

@ Kartik... you rock dude...rofl...nice ending :)

this is why I like stopping here :)

G3 said...

//We were conversing for the past six months, which is from the date you said she has died //

Indha stmt vandhappavae idhu erkanavae mailla vandha storyaachae.. idhukka ivan imbuttu build up kuduthaannu yosichen.. aanalum raasa un thairiyatha naan paarattaren.. adhukkappuramum makkal posta padipaangannu nambi avvvvvvvvvvvvvvlo ezhudhi irukka paaru.. un nambikkaiya naan paarattaren :))))

G3 said...

//I know how you are feeling now. //

Therinja mattum podhuma.. adhan reaction-a paaka venaama? ennaikaavadhu kaila maatala poiduva.. appo irukku pa raasa unakku katcheri :P

G3 said...

//HAPPY TO WRITE.//

:(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((

Lancelot said...

Dai nannari payalae...THIS IS A VERY VERY VERY OLD EMAIL WHICH YOU DEVELOPED INTO A THREE PART STORY HUH....


But I liked the song in the FM -- EVERYBODY ROCK YOUR BODY :P :P :P... (namma pinnadi veetu theru pasanga paatuu...)

and unnaku singaporela panni meikraa vellaithaandi...

by the by...Ms Thoorika..

this is not a story written by him using my name- but this is an actual story happened at Chennai and that graveyard is in Kannamapettai - if u have doubts u can go there tonight at 12 to meet the undertaker and verify whether its true or not...don't tease my broken heart ok- show some mercy...

Kartik paaru da intha ponnu enna tease pannuthu... :P :P :P

Lancelot said...

Graveyard pic superru engae irunthu sutta...parkka phantom of opera mathiri irukku?

Lancelot said...

paravaa illa ava deathaa 2006 layae mudichitta..becas vodafone took only in 2007...facts correct appuram 9-6 86 thaan antha profilea irukka friendoda friendoda friendoda b;day vaa?? (entha profile nu ketkuriyaa, ennaku propose panniche antha ponnu sir)

Lancelot said...

nad Archana use pannathu entha mobile?/I also want to buy that mobile- 6 months without charge ivlo nalla work panni irukku...

Lancelot said...

Whats Archana's no ??I will try calling her now...

Lancelot said...

u shud be complained to theBlue Cross..u the Cute dog huh-...if the dogs come to know this they will commit gang suicide...

Karthik said...

mudiyala, en intha kola veri? im seriously considering to throw my vodafone mobile out!

ha..ha, how come you could think like this?

swati said...

i have hired a contract killer n he is looking fr a person named KARTHIK do u knw him??
anyways jokes apart..coz i too use hutch oh sorry vodafone..
the love story ws awesome..love never dies...n u proved it right..
it ws a mixture of horror,love,humour..
i feel like killing u fr that conclusion bt donno why i still likd it
:)
good day buddy

Vinnie said...

Karthik !!!
Well done man..no need to book any tickets to Chennai :)
btw, great weave from an old email chain...i wonder how much is Lance involved really?? see, he is saying that the dogs will commit gang suicide n all here in ur Blog space...look at his nerve !!

When is the next series coming up???

GAYATHRI said...

yoooooooooooou!!!!!!!!!!!!venam anna vaache nu summa vidren...grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!
naangalaam enna paavam pannom:(:(:(:(:(:(
ellaam neram!!!:(
lol!idhu pazhaya email aah irundhaalum adha suda suda thirumba serve panadhu talent dhaangnaa!!!:p

kanaguonline said...

You are a remake director.. LOL :)

You have presented this in a nice way.. I loved it :)

Karthick Krishna CS said...

@karthik
old fwd mail... damaging ur reputation...

Winnie the poohi said...

couldnt help but laugh!

Super built up all going to drains.. erm to dogs? :D pug dogs :D

verbivorehere said...

GRRR..i have got ths story in mail ages before ;P u were the creative mind behind that??

swathi paul(dew drop) said...

i read all the three parts nd was expecting a gr8 climax.ok leave it no comments

Kartz said...

Heh heh heh... Yeah, I remember reading something like this in an email. ;D Hilarious...

Trust all is well.

Peace.

விஜய் said...

ஒக்காமக்கா. கையில கிடைச்சா கீசிடுவேன். மவனே, உன் google அக்கவுண்டை ஹேக் செஞ்சு, இனிமே ஜன்மத்துக்கும் கதை எழுத முடியாம பண்ணிடறேன்.
இதுக்காகவே இன்னிக்கே சென்னைக்கு ஃப்ளைட் புடிச்சு, உன்ன.......

:-) :-)

You could have used this story for a April 1st day :-)
Better luck next time :-)

Karthik said...

@Thoorika: No.. Lance didn't ask.. This is no way related to his... he is the college topper and not GETHU and all... No thoorika.. Send me WWE UNDERTAKER.. i'm his fan... Def i'll write all ma posts as humorous...

@Seno: Thnks!! happy if u type sme big comments like Vinnie :P

@G3: I hope there would be people who would have forgt that mail in the interset of reading a story.. But u found it... Mmmph... Y crying if i say Happy 2 Write?? :P Ok.. No more blogging!! Smile Plz...


@Lance: Don worry.. We can cast thoorika in our film and take revenge on her... JKR is the hero... Graveyard pic frm google dude... there are many facts i've done mate.. the caller tunes were available in vodafone.. i chkd in the site and the release of this album were in perfect times!!!

Karthik said...

@Lance: the charge was in the mobile because the dead CELLS in her body were giving charge to the PHONE... ;) Archana's no?? She dint recharge.. SO temporarily out of service.... Dogs suicide?? I thought they will consult you as family lawyer...

@karthik: My hobby s to frustrate readers.. Mix the fantasy with realism mate.. thnks!! keep dropping

@Swati: thnks Swati.. karthik?? mmmm.. I've never known him.. Send me his photos.. I'll track down if possible

@Vinnie: R u sleeping?? The series is over... you want next series?? May be a re-make with different characters...

@Gayathri: thnks Gayatri.. Only u have find ma talents being a sister.. all others curse me.. Sob Sob.. good sister you are!!!

Karthik said...

@Kanagu: thnks mate.. keep visiting.. i'm also a copy-writed director!!


@kake: thnks for placing me high... But i'll write smething useful next time buddy!! Chk fr ma V'day post...


@Winnie: first time here.. thnks!! keep dropping mate!!

@verbivore: Aftr a long time.... Come akka... :) No No.. No public...

@Swati: Sorry if u'd taken it as a serious story... But pl do keep dropping

@Kartz: thnks bro!! Hope this story suits you Rest in-PEACE


@Vijay: y angry brother?? OMG.. this was a great idea... y dint this strike me?? April-1?? Plz.. No more beatings... No hacking account.. i know u r an engineer.. I'm engine-near!!! ;)

Scattered Thoughts... said...

Turn around !!