Here is a new series for the visitors of OurKarnataka.Com (OKC). Here is a person from Mysore, who was unfortunate enough to get into the activities of the underworld, suffer from it and still fortunate enough to come out of it. As per his request, we have re-christened him to keep him out of trouble! Just to let you know, he has now gotten his bachelor and masters degree from the Open University. He is also getting trained as a web developer. He is determined to make something for himself. Our aim here is not to glorify his past deeds, but to tell you from his perspective. This is not fiction or a movie; this is the bare truth. Something for you to ponder about.

Part 6

I was totally nervous and if I had shown how nervous I was I would never survive. I had to live on!!!!!!. I placed the revolver at the point blank range to his forehead. As I lost my temper I yelled at him saying in Hindi. "Tu ek area me kutta bankar chila raha hai, my ek country ka kutha hai, my kyasa chila kartha huun, tu dek sale".
 
My boys were very hungry at that moment and upon this they started moving towards him as though he was the grub. Seeing all this he knew how powerful I was and started pleading to him. Though he was doing all this at that moment, I knew that he was risk at any time. My boys were waiting to thrash him and I didn't know, as I was confused…

When I heard this from Sukanya I started convincing her saying "where were you? If I had not pardoned you, you would have not been with us; I never expected this from you. Upon all this I would like to tell you one thing that it's not as easy as we say and it takes lot of guts to kill a person. If at all you want to kill a person, give him enough chances so that he may rectify himself, if not do what ever you want, then the world will forgive you".

Everybody was silent and nobody dared to question me. That night we boozed a hell of a lot and went to bed. But, I was not able to sleep that night, I stared thinking about myself "Who am I? Where do I belong? In what environment I was brought up? Whom should I blame fro all this?" Later, lying on my bed I thought it was not wise to blame anybody because it was my own fault which has made me face all this shit. All this screwed my happiness.

I had one and only darling sister whose thoughts made me go wild. I loved her more than anybody else. When I was thinking about all this, I thought of going back to my place. If at all I had taken this decision, the story wouldn't have continued and my people who had believed me would have yakked at me. At this moment the words of Malli Bhai came to my mind" Sentiments were not worth in this field". These all thoughts come to my mind as storm and passed by.

When I woke up it was 11 in the morning. Suddenly the phone rang which made me very irritating. By this time I was out with my hangover. Malli Bhai, according to Muthu Ray had finished a dreaded rowdy in Bangalore called "Pette Kumara". Malli Bhai informed me that he would be coming with his associates to Goa.

When I heard this from Malli Bhai, I was worried a bit and upon this the phone rang again. It was an anonymous call. "Is it Manja?" "Yes, it's me, but who are u? How do you know me? Its because you are talking to me in Kannada, I am answering you".

The voice on the other side told that it was Malli bhai who had given my number. I guess you know me? I am Muttu Ray. My associates have finished my dushman. I give a damn if my associates are apprehended, but I am not interested going to jail. My boys are coming to Goa and I just want you to take care of them. You don't have to worry because I will be sending you the money later. They will stay there for three months.

Before Malli bhai would arrive, Muttu ray's associate gave me 3 lakhs Later Malli Bhai's associates also arrived. I decided to take care of Malli bhai as well as he took care of me.