CONFIDENTIAL

By V. Ganesh

“I need to confess” the father and that person went to the confession room. The light on the side of father’s forms a check shadows on that man.

He started “father! Yesterday I watched Satan’s work which made me to host Satan in to my mind.”

“What did you saw?” father asked.

“Twelve years old girl without her skin, without her blood. she fell on the road like a dried fruit. I got the theory that she was struggling while cycling on the road due to the heavy rain. a devil riding his car without conscious smashed slightly then she slipped under the car and struck with her bicycle. she shouted but that devil didn’t listen, her skin detached when she was rapturing road. That minute, that terrifying moment in her life the hell she experienced no! I can’t imagine that. She was cute as my daughter. From then I’m having the thoughts of killing him. Satan made me to remember that I had a gun to kill someone. When I catch him, I decided to shoot him rather than feed him.” he angrily shouted while his eyes covered with tears.

“it’s a good test for you. He gave a weapon to use and a person to kill.” Father responded.

“I would fail. Whenever I watch my daughter, I remember him living his life in jail. I can’t control it” he shouted. it makes his voice multiples in that room.

” Hold your patience. God will take him, let the god will take him my son.”

He went saying that he will do his best to leave that killer to the god.

A man came to that church on the same day of evening and he requested father for confession.

"I did a mistake maybe I will repeat it, please help me father” “what mistake?”

“I killed and I ready to kill another one” he whispered

“Killed whom?”

“a child”

“a child! Why you killed a child?”

“I didn’t kill. it was an accident, I heard sound, stopped the car. there she was dead .no I can’t father. its confidential” he whispered.

“Your words are listening by the god only. Say the truth, say to him”

“Yesterday while I’m driving my car, suddenly a sound came then I shut down the glass. The splashes of rain woke me up from then I heard a shouting. I ignored. A doubt raised in my mind and I stopped the car. I came out of the car, I heard whispers of girl somewhere under the car, I tried to turn the flash in my phone but touch doesn’t work because of that rain. Finally, I turned it on then I witnessed a girl struck under my car with her bicycle, all the effect of the wine gone. I wanted her to take to the hospital but Satan stopped me by planting questions in my mind like ‘what if she dies in the middle?’ police will arrest me, I don’t want to live in those four walls. I tried to pull her but her hands were sticky, with no other way I pulled her out by holding her hands tightly. I threw her bicycle away and leave her. the blood on my hands washed by the rain. When I went home that silent makes me to fear more on jail. In that trance I took a shovel and kept a knife in my pocket. Holding that shovel steadily while observing the door without a blink. The night went like that. if any police man came, I surely killed him but I really didn’t want to kill him, didn’t want to kill her either. It was an accident.” He explained with his wobbly voice.

“Oh son! Don’t be like that. it’s not Satan’s work if you now came to me. You are true worshipper” father stated.

“I can’t believe it. it’s surely a Satan’s work, he polluted my mind. I broke the law and killed a child”

“Now a days many children are born while breaking the law. god gave you a work to kill those children.”

“Oh! I don’t believe it”

“The god made you to drink his blood, restricted you to recognize the child, washed the blood on your hands. You are a god servant like me” “but I can’t live with it”

“Your mind decided, that means your soul deed was completed now, you can visit the god by taking the pain as that child did.” He thinks for a minute and gone.

Then next day morning the father started reading a news paper there he finds

A KILLER WHO KILLS THE CHILD IS DEAD NOW

Yesterday night a man named Robert killed himself by standing on the road. On day before yesterday he accidently smashed a 12 years old girl named jane while driving his car when he was drunk and leave her to death. It’s again proven that the god will take sinners like him from this world. Now a days many killers were killing themselves which makes no work for police.

A man interrupted his reading.

“I need confession”

By V. Ganesh