Tuesday 2 September 2014

The Blue Striped Sport Shoes

It was eleven o'clock when Sarita turned off the television set,Harsh her husband was still at office attending a client call.She showered, pulled on a sky blue nightgown, and slipped into the pink flowered bed sheets of the king size bed in the beautiful no curtain flat at seventeenth floor of this newly built housing society.She pushed the pillow below her head and switched off the AC as it started raining outside.It was lovely romantic weather and she looked gorgeous as ever.

Top post on IndiBlogger.in, the community of Indian Bloggers It was a daily routine for Sarita now a days that she would have dinner alone and would go to bed without waiting for Harsh as he would come around 1 or even 2 early morning every day.They had to agree to this lifestyle as It would mean extra hours being paid to Harsh which would enable him to pay the EMI of this newly built flat which was the best gift from Harsh as Sarita would often say.

It was 11:30 in the night but Sarita could not sleep , Perhaps it was the thunder showers or may be the cold weather which made her body long for her husband.An explosive sound broke the silence.She looked at the balcony ,but there was no one.She thought perhaps the sound had come from the passing automobiles or it might be the thunder.But again, the sound came , someone was at the drawing room and probably hit the newly bought flask which perhaps fell on the ground.she grabbed the telephone and tried to call harsh but strangely there was no ringtone ,perhaps someone cut down the wires.

She Shivered in bed,Suddenly her face was twisted into expression of helplessness and fear as the black barrel of a Nation Made revolver was pressed against her left ear.She Screamed and cried but was slapped and was asked to shut down the noise or else would be killed , said the Big man in black suit said who had mask covering his face and was wearing a pair of Blue Striped Sport Shoes.She cried,she begged for her life and showed him the locker where she had kept her jewelry.But perhaps he wanted something else.

Take what you want,"she said, "but please, don't hurt me." She cried.a tear fell down through her face.He came closer to her and asked "where is your husband " , "he will be back from office in a while" she said.Now he was so close to her that she could feel him breathing,He tried to make advances,she pushed him back, He tore down her blue gown ,she resisted but could not help.She bit on his hand and ran towards the balcony , he followed her , he twisted her wrist and grabbed her with both his hands, She was fighting , she resisted but slipped on the grill , as it was still raining and the floor was wet.She could feel the cold Marble flooring from her bare back.She was naked and shivering.The Man in the black suit undressed in a second ,Put his blue striped sport shoes near her face.She was shivering and every drop of rain was striking a wound oh her naked body , she was still  crying but no one would hear anything, Perhaps it were the thunder storms or may be the lonely seventeenth floor balcony but there was no one who could hear her.

He was inside Sarita now.She was in pain , she was only looking at the blue striped Sport shoes as the man still masked was trying to satisfy his hunger biting and scratching her body.After few moments , he stood up , shook his thing , like he finished , like he has won some battle ,dressed up quickly and before he would leave grabbed her again and bite her nipple like he wanted to leave a mark of his accomplishment.

She was still in pain , every drop of rain was hurting like an arrow on her body , She managed to stand up went inside , pulled on a new pink nightgown and then ran to the front of the apartment which was still open , She closed the door wondering who could have the keys to the apartment.She Felt helpless , She could not think where her mobile phone was , She Stood Silent in balcony till 1 am in the morning when Harsh came back from office.He was shocked.He cried with her.tried to console her.Tried to understand what she was trying to say in her jittery voice.

Later in the morning she had to answer all the questions from the local police department ,She had been answering questions for more than three hours now.She was exhausted.She wanted to sleep and to forget.The next morning , she was still sleeping till 10 am when harsh came up with bed tea to serve her .She smiled and actually forgot the last night trauma.But the shock was still to come , the daily newspaper read "Executive's Wife Brutally Raped and Survived.".She was just going through the newspaper when harsh asked "so where did he touched you".It was shocking , Sarita said she did not wanted to discuss but harsh perhaps just changed after that. For two months after that, everything was close to  normal.She could never imagine Harsh so silent and lost but I guess that was the fate.Six Months later they were divorced for reasons known to a few people only.She was dead inside and alone.All she got was the same flat in the divorce settlement because Harsh thought it would be too embarrassing for him to stay in the same flat where her ex wife was Raped.Months passed by , Sarita took up the challenge life had thrown at her,to live alone ,to earn and to stay in the same flat as that's the only thing she was left with along with the taunts of the society she had to hear everyday,

One day when she was returning from the grocery store , she saw something which shook her up ,which made her wounds fresh again,She was feeling the rain wounding her body even In bright sunlight,She Noticed someone wearing the same blue striped shoes.

PS : To be continued , Also this is the first part of total of two parts.


  1. Oh that's gripping awesome.Read it till the end.

  2. Not an easy story to comment upon.

  3. How sad, hope justice is served.

  4. Engrossing read

  5. Hope the perpetrator shall be punished at the end..

  6. Hope all will be well soon.
    May the guilty be punished.
    Has to be someone known from their building or maybe her ex-hubby had planned it, else how did the person have their flat-keys/gain entrance...

  7. I am already preempting part 2. Gripping will wait for it.