Nexus - 250 Word Story

One night around 11 pm, I was walking down the deserted lane outside of my hostel, From the partly open window of a 1st-floor apartment above, I heard a gruff male voice saying, "it will cost you 5 lakhs for the white cash that too before the end of tomorrow."

One person picks a fight over money and I heard a harsh argument between two people. I stand in dark corner. One person left home in angrily facing. As he left the house I was unable to follow him. So I decided to follow the second person in morning.

Next day I figure out second person identity. His name was Ajay. Ajay involved in liquor smuggling as liquor is banned in the state. I followed from some distance. He directly went to local corporators Suyash office. He had discussed few thing with him. I went inside as citizen and heard their conversation from outside of the cabin. Ajay informed Suyash that he was blackmailed by someone for big liquor consignment smuggled from another state. Suyash handed over money to Ajay and asked him to pay to blackmailer by evening.

I informed Police about this deal and place of the deal. I accompany police to that place. Police raided that particular place and shocked over blackmailer. He is famous news reporter of leading newspaper. Police seized consignment from Ajay. But unable to gather any proof against Suyash. So corporator set free from court. But I am able to break the sizable part of liquor smuggling nexus.

Lost Connection - 250 Word Story

It was around 11pm, I was on the overnight journey to my escape. All lights were put off except a small blue night lamp. From the deep breaths and the gentle snores of my co-passengers, I could tell that they were fast asleep. The noise of the door woke me up, sliding open ever so slowly one person enter the railway compartment. My brain sent an alert signal. I observed that his dress was torn. Looking at the face, one could easily understand that he was looking for food. Disappointed at not being entertained by anyone, he left.

His eyes reminded me of someone close to my heart. I tried to recall those eyes. Meanwhile, the train stopped at a remote location and he left the train. I stepped out from my compartment and I found him sitting on the platform bench. I approached him and asked him his full name.

He answered “Ganpat Wagh.” 

I realized that his eyes matched with my grandmother’s eyes. Also, the name matched with my uncle’s name. My uncle had left home in childhood due to some difference with his father. I introduced myself as his nephew. I showed my identity card and explained the family story. Both of us were shocked due to sudden revelation. I bought food parcel and handed over to him. Finally, I found my uncle and that's my tribute to my grandmother.