What if we are wrong?

"Caught you!!! You rascal ...Where do you think you are running with the chain?"
"But I was just checking to see if it was really worth the price..."
"You didn't have to do it 200 meters from the place, you thief".
"Here we go again", thought Ahmed.
For him it was a befitting culmination of a month gone wrong. It seems like just nothing he did was turning right these days. Well he will have a lot more time to contemplate over this in jail now.
For a long time now he had been wanting to get into serious business. These small things were just not enough to make ends meet . "I should be doing something bigger, something more profitable, play with the big boys" he thought. He even tried peddling drugs for a while in Colaba. But soon realized that things were not turning out as he thought it would. Caught by these ever greedy police men, the devils in Khakis he called them,, he was left all by himself even by those, he thought would be with him in life or death. Well he knows now!

First time in jail was hell! A small 8X8 concrete block with metal bars as doors,
the only window was 8 feet high on the wall, even if it were a little lower it would have taken him several weeks to make out that it was window, with the glass almost looking like a concrete slab. "Men were not meant to live like this" he thought. He had to get out of there and fast! But drugs are serious business! Once this gets to court there is no escape! So it took him his hut in Dharavi, and endless pleading with his kaka in Malad to finally get out of there. If only he knew that it was not the last of it.

With things not going as planned in the "serious danda", he came back to his bread and butter job. But it's amazing what a dented confidence can do to you! Things he could do with his eyes closed, now feel like lifting a 50 Kg stone slab. No wonder he hasn't had a success in one month, and now back in jail which does not feel that bad anymore, he wondered! What truly am I here for? Is it worth continuing this way?
How can I solve this torment for ever? He knew that there was only one path he could take...He slowly felt his sock for the knife that he had hid.


He opened his eyes to a sea of white. Looked like there were clouds till the eyes could reach and nothing else. This was not like Mumbai in summer at all. He was scared, there was no one around him, you keep a man thirsty years and then leave him in a pool of water and this is what happens to him. Sometimes you choke on too much freedom!!
Then two gentle hands touched him and lifted him into a serene place. He had seen something like this in a Shah Rukh khan movie once, but this was much better. In front him amidst all the beauty was a graying man who looked like he never had a single worryin his life.
He took him by the hand and told him " Welcome to heaven!! I am glad to provide you with one the most sought after suites we have here, for all the service you have done,to rid people of their miseries. If only you had been a little better in the last month, you could have got one identical to mine ".

He couldn't believe his luck!!! After all they said about him definitely going to hell on earth, this!! "Oh! Thank you!! Thank you God". He looked around his new place, it seems like he had everything he would ever need here. He lied on to thank
his god and when he opened his eyes he knew he belonged here..