A Perfect Stranger

June 21, 2012

8:16 pm

“What do you want from me? Why have you tied me like this?” with this question silence filled the whole room. Only because I had to stop my chainsaw to hear what John was asking.

I looked at him, stretched my lips and smiled. After smiling like this for 2 minutes I realized it was not making him happy so I started blinking my eyes too.

 “Let’s play a game. A Guess-Guess game” I replied.

”After tying you like this I start my chainsaw and start proceeding towards you. Now you tell me why I have tied you like this?” I started blinking faster.

4:30 pm, same day

Just like everyday I went to central park for a morning walk. After few rounds I headed to my favorite bench and found a man sitting on it. I stood in front of him with my hands crossed. He was busy in reading a newspaper. He soon noticed me and shifted a little to his right to give me enough space to sit. But I was still standing.

“You can sit here. It’s a lot of space vacant now.” he said.

“It’s my bench. You go and sit somewhere else.” I commanded him in an angry tone.

“It’s a public bench my friend. Anybody can sit here.” He replied in a little frightening pitch.

“Do not panic.” I chuckled. “I was just mocking you. You just called me a friend, so what is mine is yours too.” I said and sat next to him.

He again got busy in reading his newspaper.

“You first make friends and then ignore them like this?” I asked.

“Oh! Please forgive me. My name is John” He smiled and put the newspaper on the bench.

“So where do you live?” I asked.

“Not far. It’s just a five minutes walking distance from here.”

“So let’s have dinner together at your home” I winked at him.

“You are mocking me again, aren’t you?” He laughed.

“No.” I made a straight face.

He stopped laughing.

“I do not know you. How can I invite you for dinner?” He said with a surprised look.

“I thought we have become friends. You just said so, didn’t you?” I moved forward to give him a hug but he leaned back and ignored.

“I have a habit of saying ‘my friend’ to everybody. It does not mean I will call everyone home for dinner.” Now he was raging with anger.

“We have just met. Relations take time to set its roots.” I replied

“I do not want to keep any relation with you.” He stood up and started walking away.

I held his hand and pulled down back to the bench.

“Do you mean I will always remain a perfect stranger to you? You will completely forget me after a few days?  I asked

“It is always better to forget people like you.” he answered

8:30 pm, same day

There was blood everywhere.

I was still able to see his fingers vibrating. Next turn was his feet’s.

He was crying in pain. But he didn’t know that there isn’t anybody to listen to his squalls.

“What have I done?” he asked while crying, but by then I had her legs amputated.

His screams echoed all over in the room.

“Your head is next.” I showed all the teeth which can be visible in a single time.

“Please don’t do that. Atleast tell me my mistake before I die.” He requested and tried to join hands with no hands.

But before he could even try doing that, I chopped his head in half.

“Your last wish is heard." I said. "I want to be famous. And you intended to remain a perfect stranger.” I answered.
"And to be famous what is the most important thing?" I continued, "tell me? now you won't shout, will you? you half headed dumb!!." The anger was dominating me by then.
"The most important thing is that everybody knows you." I continued, "And for that I will kill every perfect stranger on earth." and I winked once again.