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    She ultimately took the revenge (Part-III)

    (Continued from Part-II)

    In the fine morning, the driver and the helper got down from the truck. They sat comfortably on a bench kept beside the tea-stall of Govinda. Incidentally, the shop was just beside the vast and continuous paddy-field along with the State Highway.


    She continued moving very fast. Her sleek body was moving comfortably in the paddy field. She consciously avoided the road. Nobody could notice her in the paddy field. Her red eyes were only looking forward. Those mesmerizing eyes were thinking of revenge.

    Suddenly she noticed. The rectangular monster was there. It was not moving. She steadied herself. She was no longer running. She started moving silently just like when she moved behind a rat or a bird.

    She saw him and recognized him instantly. He was wearing the same red shirt. She noted his feet. He was wearing shorts and slippers. She readied herself for the strike.


    The helper of Govinda brought tea in two big glasses. He also brought some biscuits. The helper of the truck just went to the shop to check whether some other varieties of biscuits were available, or not.

    The driver eagerly took a glass of tea. He smelt the refreshing aroma of the tea. He took a biscuit. He was going to take a sip.

    The big hooded cobra struck with all her might. She bared her fangs and put the poison in the left leg of the driver. The driver cried in pain. The cobra then poured the remaining poison in his right leg.

    The amount of poison was considerable. It was stored in the fangs during the last two months of winter. The poison started working instantaneously. The truck driver was writhing in pain on the ground. His breathing became irregular. He left the world in less than five minutes.

    The helper, the boy working in the tea-stall and others were too stunned to react. But when the driver fell on the ground and started crying in pain, they got back their senses. Govinda and the helper took out two planks of wood kept in the stall for the oven. All of them started hitting the cobra.

    She did not make any attempt to flee. Finally, when a morning-walker hit her with an iron rod, she looked towards the road, in the direction where her partner was lying. She opened her red eyes for the last time. As if she was saying: "I am also coming to join you, dear."

  • #647446
    Haha, vengeance blinds one I must say. Revenge. A very human emotion, being applied to a naive beast here.
    Partha everytime you come up with a creative writeup you explicitly show your influences. Every writeup of yours is a tribute to your inspiration. Atleast that is what I feel.

    The link from the part II to part III is not working, can you edit that?

    The stronger a light shines the darker are the shadows around it.

  • #647448
    I have already edited it. Just check.
    Beware! I question everything and everybody.

  • #647455
    Nice. Snakes are very famous for taking revenge. They will never leave the person if they want to harm somebody. Generally, they never hurt us. They go away silently as long as we try not to touch them. But if you try harming them they will try to take the revenge,.
    In our village on day a snake was moving in the corner of a house. A person tried hitting it with a stick. But in vain. It escaped. But the next day the snake came again and tried to bite the person but the person quickly moved away. But the snake not surrendered. The person was very frightened. Then they have called a person who specialised in snake catching. He came and somehow managed to catch hold of it and removed the poison. He took away the snake.

    always confident

  • #647460
    Great story of Nagin written and narrated well by Partha. I felt like watching a film in the cinema hall. Though old but a good snake story to read and enjoy. Keep posting such stories.

    @ The Cobra should have moved out from that area and committed suicide, not get killed by another human being. It is like revenge taken by the driver's helper.

    No life without Sun

  • #647486
    I developed this story in my mind long back. One day I was enjoying my morning walk on this particular State Highway (long back, maybe in 1991 or 1992). Everyday I used to notice two or three snakes lying dead on the road. Evidently, some moving vehicle had crushed these animals. One day I saw a dead cobra in the midst of the road. I saw another cobra in the paddy field just beside the road.

    Noticing this and on the basis of the popular belief of revenge by snakes, I developed the story on that morning itself. I have written it now after more than twenty-six years, or so.

    Beware! I question everything and everybody.

  • #647488
    Oh my God a small serial would be possible if Ekta Kapoor happens to read this. And the author made us to wait and read all the three parts to arrive at the conclusion.
    K Mohan
    'Idhuvum Kadandhu Pogum "
    Even this challenging situation would ease

  • #647551
    I thank the Members who have read the story. I am feeling relieved now as, after a very long time, I have penned down the ideas.
    Beware! I question everything and everybody.

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