Black Veil Chapter-5

A big shining billboard read “Welcome to Glasgow!”… And a scarred figure was seen moving out from the exit… the figure was adorned with a thick brown furred overcoat.. a hat.. suede Scottish boots .. he was carrying a large travelbag in one hand and the other held his stick… Roger Scott has just arrived in Glasgow….. he went to a nearby phone booth… dialed a no. and put two coins… He came out after 10 odd minutes… called to a nearby cab driver… soon he was moving towards his destination….

“We have arrived, monsieur!”

“Oh! Yes,…. I was a bit asleep. Here is your money. Thanks!”

Scott hopped out and with his luggage entered a building…
The building had a plush green lawn in front, adorned with velvety grass and seasonal flowers… several climbers were hanging from the terrace… sides were blessed with an oval pool… the sun shined his way to Scott eyes thru pool’s glare… the house was a three storey bungalow… the name stone read “ Hastings, Jack”…. The place was well decorated with a shiny tree decorated nearby pool with various tinkling lights.. gifts.. eatables…. He rang the bell…
“Hello! Is Jack home?”
“Welcome Sir! Please be seated, I will inform him.”

A person with a short stature comes in… wearing mooney spectacles and carrying a white beard… he was wearing white shorts topped by a blue t shirt… a cap and a pair of sporties in foot marked his casual attire on the fine day…
The man moved to the couch in front of the one on which Scott was sitting.. the room was a round one well decorated with furniture … the couch was a burly one with a nice mahogany wood to it.. a giant chandelier was hanging from the duplex’s roof…just behind the Scott’s couch was a nice small bar adorned with well brewed scotch and malts.. the classic wines were also available for classic savors… there was a big window nicely arched facing the garden and the tapestry was a perfect natural peep in…. the room spotted a white marbled floor with a heavy carpet on it… the room was decorated with several marble sculptures… Walls were adorned with scenic landscapes and bore a clear testimony to the interest of host in photography and wildlife… some typical artifacts were ornamenting the room standing quietly in the corners….

“Merry Christmas Scott! What a surprise!! “

Black Veil Chapter-4

Scott stared at the huge figure, bearing a surprised expression on his face. Mastermind’s grey cells were stressing to carve out an escape route. His experienced eye started surveying the room meticulously while talking to Arthur.

“I am really not aware of what you are talking about! Though I heard of this relic being excavated in Ruins of Wafthel. And my knowledge of civilizations failed when you mentioned the Cleyomandarin one, coz I have never heard of anything like it”, said Scott searching the vicinities.

“You think that I am a fool? The Relic was found in Orkney Islands, when you were in the charge. Professor Jack Hastings happened to be there, wasn’t he? We managed to get some pictures of the Relic but we were not able to decipher the Pertadenian script, that’s what you call it, isn’t it Scott??”

“While you came in contact with Hastings, the mysteries and practices of civilization started fascinating you. Unfortunately, we all are marred by same fascination Scott! Tell me what do you know of Secret of Black Veil and how can it be surpassed?”

Scott who was hunting for a rescue route jumped over to the Room Fragrance Can nearby, got hold of it. He pounced on Arthur and atomized the liquid at a sharp angle. The inflammable spray came in contact with the lighting Cigar and Arthur’s cloth was on fire, he dropped the gun in a surge of panic. A perfect jump and followed by a square kick drenched the black cloak with Bocksbeutel. The man was on fire already. Scott’s military trained body cracked several kicks on the burning figure. And soon the guy was cornered.

“Now I have some questions to ask! Tell me whom are you currently working for? You were a freelance contract assassin when we met previously. How do you know of all this and what is your plan? Don’t make me go ugly!! Come on spit it now.”

Scott held him by the collar and banged him against the cupboard followed by a knee hit. Arthur spit blood on the floor and started coughing it badly.

“Wait! Wait! Am telling you. I have been working for ………. Ste….in…..ad…..lers…” his body started shriveling resembling likes of a shock treatment and then it fall flat on the floor. Scott checked the pulse, and found him dead.

“Duh! A nerve disruptor. But it can only be operated accurately when the remote is in 15 km range from the receiver. I should quickly leave London, my work here is already finished. Its too early to get in any such mess”

The rains outside had stopped by now, and there was a slight fog in the woods. Secrets of time were swallowed by the darkness of night.

So pure, so humble!!

I was just going through some old pics, which I clicked when I went for an NGO tour... this is related to education of children living in the carpet belt of bhadohi district of Uttar Pradesh... And blv me my eyes went wet on several occassions... i was deeply tuched when I saw young children walking barefoot on the concrete stones lying there.... this is an initiative to educate the young children living there who would otherwise be absorbed in the carpet making at the tender age... this initiative is called as Project Mala. We went to the schools where these children are taking their eduaction... there I found this

Black Veil Chapter 3

Broken pieces of glass were lying on the floor everywhere, which crumbled out of the stranger’s bullet.. and Scott was lying near the bed aghast with this forced entry .. his pistol was picked up by the stranger which was lying near the window…

“Have you forgotten me? My face hasn’t changed much though but, I must say I havent been shaving lately…Let me help you!! ”

The stranger removed his hat and lowered the hood of his cloak… There stood a tall man.. the face was mostly covered by overgrown beard… the man had a flat forehead with a curved nose .. eyes went deep in the sockets and eye blacks were more than the usuals… Hairs were dusty and with a deep brown color… a golden teeth shined as he opened his mouth to vent off the smoke…

“You!! But I thought you died when the attempt failed and they were forced to move. But why are you here Arthur?? I believe we have no business left!!”

“Roger dear!” with a smile.. “You are not going to ask me a drink. Are you?” Scott gave him a hatred look.

“I guess not. Allow me to help myself. Oh dear I was wondering what I will be having after such a long journey, but poor me. Looks like I don’t have much of choice in here. ”

He moved to the bar in the room and fetched him a martini… picked some berries from the basket…

“Did I tell you that I really like berries, and that they have a high nutritional value too….” The man went on murmuring while sipping the drink.

Suddenely, “Oh yeah… the business!” the sound went serious.

“Your interest in Cleyomandarin Civilization is what interests me. What else do you think would be interesting enough for an eagle like me? The mystique of this civilization and their intricate knowledge of human anatomy is what has lured me here. We believe you have been researching the space time conjunction of the sacrosanct rituals involving black arts which opens the Cleyovertan of Human body unleashing the Vertanese energy. This is after you found the Relic de Quorte during one mission of yours, 4 years back.”

“What the hell are you talking about”, said Scott with an awestruck expression.