Memory…is the diary that we all carry about with us
I was surprised when the usher handed me an envelope with my name on it. How would anyone know I’d be watching this movie here, now? I opened the envelope. I saw that the note was written in black ink and had big black blobs on it, making it look like the devil himself had sent it.
It said –
Your time is up. We have given you enough time to do it. Now we will take the matter in our own hands.
It scared the hell out of me. What will I do now? I couldn’t remember anything. I rushed home and took a look at the note again. I couldn’t believe it was happening to me. What did I ever do to anyone?
I sat on the bed, my head buried in my hands. I started crying. Right then my phone rang, I was afraid to see who it might be.
“Hello” I said worried
“We have business to discuss with you” the voice said. After that I put the phone down.
Why couldn’t I remember anything? What was going on? What was I involved in and what happened that made me lose my memory?
The last two weeks were a blur, could only remember a few fragments, here and there. I went to lie down on my bed, my head was spinning and I couldn’t make sense of anything.
When I woke up, it was morning again; I had slept through the entire day yesterday. I got out of bed; my head was spinning again as if I had drunk heavily last night. And I had no recollection of that. I went into the kitchen, got some water and took two aspirins.
After a few minutes I was feeling a little better. I decided if I had to find out what was happening, I should look into my journal, the one I write in everyday. I went into my bedroom and opened my bedside drawer, but the journal was not there. I can forget what had happened a few days ago but I would never part with my journal, it’s the closest thing to my heart. I write my deepest thoughts, my everyday happenings, everything. It’s like reading what’s in my mind. If anyone were to read it, he would know what I’m thinking or what I’ll do the next day or in the days to come.
My most prized possession, my journal, was missing!!! I was freaking out. I tossed my bed upside down. I pulled out all the drawers, my cupboards. But to no avail, my journal was still nowhere in sight.
I was very upset because I was in a huge mess. The only way out of it was to read my journal and find out what had happened. But it was lost; a huge setback for me. Now I would have to find a new way to get out of this mess.
I put on some clothes and went out of the house to clear my head. As I was walking down the sidewalk, I had a sudden vision, or maybe it was flashback of what happened earlier. Then another one and then another. I fell down on the floor, my eyes were burning and my head was aching terribly. People came up to me to ask me if I was ok. I asked one of the men to help me up and take me home.
When I reached home, I locked the door behind me and sat on the sofa. Some of it was coming back to me.
I had borrowed money from someone and now they were after me.
“Aaahhh” I screamed with pain; another vision.
I was in a room full of people. Not just any, guys who were heavily built. There was a man who looked like their boss, with big moustaches and a black leather jacket. And I was struggling; two men were holding my hands from behind. They were threatening to kill me if I didn’t do what they had told me to do.
But what did they want me to do? ‘Blank’ no memory after that.
I went inside to take a bath and rejuvenate myself. I thought maybe this will refresh my memory. I came out and I was feeling better. I went to the kitchen to see if there was anything in the fridge from the previous day which I can eat now. I feeling famished. I opened the fridge and saw that some of the food from last night was indeed left. I re-heated it and sat down on the dining table to eat. While I was eating I had another vision.
“You have to kill someone and steal the documents from his house” said the scary man with a leather jacket.
“Why do I have to kill him, I can steal the documents while he is out of the house” I said pleadingly.
“Don’t argue with me, do as I say. You have until midnight next week to complete the job” he said.
After that they let me go. They also gave the information for the guy I had to kill and the documents I needed to steal from him.
“Oh my God, now I remember everything” I said to myself. They must’ve broken into my house looking for me, when they didn’t find me they must’ve taken my journal and that’s how they found me at the movies.
They must have dozed me with something to make me forget everything so that I don’t go to the authorities and report them. And I only remember what I needed to do for them.
But much to their dismay I now remembered everything and I had an upper hand. Now I needed to decide what I should do.
I ran out of the house with the documents and blood all over my face. I reached home and they were already there waiting for me. I handed them the documents and they left.
“Good job son, I did not think you had it in you. Now you and I are settled. You don’t remember me and I don’t remember you” said the scary man with leather jacket.
“Feww” I let out a sigh of relief.
“Thank God for saving me. And I didn’t kill anyone, that’s the biggest relief” I said to myself.
What really happened was:
“You have to lie down, face on the floor, absolutely quiet in the pool of blood; I have fake blood here and fake bullets which will not harm you.” I said to the man
“What? Who are you? Why are you in my house? How did you get in? I’m calling the cops” he said
“Wait! There is no time to explain, just do as I say if you want to live. Look you must have taken some money from someone and now they want you dead. I was sent here to kill you. And I don’t want to kill you that’s why I am telling you all this. Just lie down in the fake pool of blood and as soon as they leave you just run away from here. Call the cops on them quickly once I leave and just flee this country. You will be safe. And hand over the documents. You will get them back once the police arrests’ them.”
“I don’t understand all this but OK, just make it quick” he said.
So, just as planned they believed what I had planned and as soon as they left my house they were arrested by the police for multiple charges.