Extremely Short Stories - Part III

This is the continuation of the series where earlier parts are Extremely Short Stories Part -I and Part-II.

Horror Stories

It’s been three days, since the last day of the month and my salary is yet to be credited.

On the grave of my beloved wife, I was crying by remembering our past which was so happy. Suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder, when tried to look back I found that hand has exact same ring my wife was wearing before she died. When I turned back to look her face, she resembled exactly like my wife.

My driver had a heart attack and died behind the wheel, now it’s my turn to have a heart attack while controlling the car from the passenger seat.

Hearing a loud cry of a woman from the adjacent room separated by a wall from my newly rented apartment, I decided to take action about this then realize mine is the last apartment and there is adjacent room.


Sad Stories

I have seen the whole world collapsed around me and wonder why I am the lone survivor among my family and friends, and now even when I had lost both my legs and hands and left with a heart that can cry more than it beats – An earthquake survivor.

“I want to help you out and become a farmer like my father” her son told her but then she said “No, you will not”, in her heart she do not want her son to commit suicide one day, the way her husband did this year.

14^th April 1912 10:00 PM,

It’s been few days since I wrote in my diary that I won through lottery a ticket of a huge ship named RMS Titanic, and now on my way to give a surprise visit to my wife at New York and my 6 month old daughter whom I will meet for the first time; I am so excited and can imagine the happiness they are going to have soon.

Elaboration: Titanic being hit an iceberg at 11:40 p.m. and sank at 15th April 2.20 a.m. In this case, someone is writing in his diary and thinking about happy moments, few hours before his death. If you think in his wife perspective she may never know as it’s a surprise visit from his side.

Patriotic Stories

I had a choice to live with my mother or die for my mother, it turned out that I love the mother India more than my own mother – The Freedom Fighter.

“It’s Time”, the jailor said before my execution. I would love to hear “It’s time for my country’s freedom”, may be in next birth.


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Note: Many of these stories were originally posted at some of my Quora answers and some are original specific for this blog only.


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The Bright Red Car - Revealations

If you are coming to this part of the story directly please read the Beginning Part first. It's a continuous story so read that part before this one.

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My head is still spinning and I think that idiot doctor had drug me or I had blabbered everything from my unconsciousness, I don’t know. I never thought one small session could cost me so much in my life. I am never going to go for any therapy again. What so ever I am going to reveal now is either from the recording of that session or from my memory based on what I am able to recollect from that doctor Bairagai’s chamber.

The moment he took me to my last birth, I am able to see the red car approaching towards me. This time I managed to reveal the number and it is “MH-16-DW-3489”. Then he took me to the running towards the car incident, the moment window of that car is getting closed, he asked me to find my face in the glass pane of that window. Since everything was happening from my point of view, that’s the only way to reveal my face but the window didn’t reveal my face at all.

He safely kept all the car numbers I recited during our session. The most important was to find out about “MH-16-DW-3489” car which actually caused my death in my past birth. He was driving in so much speed on night with a very low visibility. I was also able to reveal the number of other car which left me and drove fast. That car’s number was “MH-12-EU-2175”

The doctor waited for me to come back to my senses. He looks quite sceptical to reveal the truth, although it was proven now that what so ever troubling me was from my past birth. I am just waiting for the doctor to take the cat out of his bag.

Doctor Bairagi: Listen, the results we have now is amazing. This is the first time we have this kind of accurate results. Even the car’s number looks familiar to me so we can trace that guy who killed you in your last birth but before that there are some interesting revelations which I don’t know could have exists in this world or my machine can pull that up …

 “Please, cut the crap and come to the point.”  I interrupted him in the middle and said “What I remembered I was in some foreign country in my last birth by the looks of the freeway. The car’s number which killed me in last birth will help me to trace the person behind the wheel. I am definitely going to put him in jail. That kid and lady was my child and wife in my last birth and seeing the dog chasing me they actually drove the car. I am fine with that, that’s why it never occurs to me as a nightmare. So tell me something which is new to me and I do not know.”

Doctor Bairagi gave me a surprised look and stare for some moment. Initially, I thought I accurately revealed his analysis but the conversations he had after that had actually jumped me up from my seat.

Doctor Bairagi: Actually that’s not a freeway in some different country it’s an expressway in India only. Both the car numbers you revealed starts with MH so the probability of that occurrence is in Maharashtra, India. Now did you remember the face you have seen in Mirror?

Me: No, the angle of that glass reveals only the dogs.

Doctor Bairagi: I don’t want to say this, but dogs were not chasing you. It’s you who is chasing the car. You were the leader of the pack of dogs who were chasing that Red car. That child found it interesting and tried to watch you all catching his car, but that lady took him inside for his safety, closed the window and instructed the driver to speed up the car.

Me: What!!! Are you gone mad? That’s the happiest dreams I ever have.

Doctor Bairagi: This whole chase had given you that sense of achievements. Either by making that car flee or by leading the pack or by winning some kind of race with your fellow dogs or shouting your lungs out to release your frustration, I don’t know for sure. What I know whenever you are unhappy in your life, your mind searches for the happiness or the moment of pride from this life. Unfortunately in your case it didn’t find anything and in your deep sleep it goes back to your past life and finds this moment of success “Chasing a Red car by leading it from front”. This is the reason this dream keep coming to you when you struggle in your current life.

I am kind of surprised, shocked and apoplectic after listening to this side of my story. Who the hell is he to call me a street dog, even if it’s in my past birth? He was continuing while looking at the car numbers, I had provided.

Doctor Bairagi: You will be the best research material IIRRR had ever found. We only have the concept of reincarnation happens between human lives. No one has any proof of animal to human transitions. You broke that hypothesis. Even all the Bollywood and Hollywood movies I watched, any book I had read had never handled this side of reincarnation story. Although this concept of soul transits from one body to other always exists.  I will start researching on you from tomorrow onwards. You need to be just here. This is the first time we have achieved something more than 50% accuracy.

Doctor Bairagi was grinning from cheek to cheek. I can see the sense of achievement he was showing in his face and I thought enough is enough. I stand up from where I was sitting and showed my anger visible.

Me: Are you an Idiot?  I am going to get marry soon, what my future wife will think if she knows I was a street dog in my past life. How sad my parents will be when they came to know about my revelation.  They hate any kind of dog. What about my friends, colleagues, boss society and status?

Doctor Bairagi: Nothing will happen; this is all about your past life not present. Look for the brighter side. After completion of research, IIRRR will definitely award you for your contribution. You can even put all these achievements in your Resume for your job interviews. I am sure you don’t have any achievements till now. Media will be behind you for your amazing transition. You could be the examples of many religious lectures. You can be the role model for the NGO’s that work for street dogs or for the municipality which catches street dogs. There are so many possibilities which I can’t even count off hand.

Me: So you want to make me a guinea pig to just satisfy your curiosity.

Doctor Bairagi: No. Not my curiosity, the whole mankind curiosity about why dog chase car? I want to give my institute IIRRR and you a global recognition.

Me: What the hell is IIRRR?

Doctor Bairagi: O my god, you don’t know that? I should have told you earlier. It’s very famous institute fully known as Indian Institute of Reincarnation Research and Revelations.

Me: Are you serious Mr. Bairagi? O, My God!!! I always had the feeling that any institute which starts with double I are prestigious institutes. Like IIT or IIM etcetera but IIRRR, are you really serious? Thank god you guys don’t give advertisements about your institute. I am leaving now to never come back.

When I started walking towards the exit door of the chamber hurriedly and doctor Bairagi called me from my back. “Wait!!  Don’t go. I have some more revelations for you” I stopped and turned back with a surprised look with a thought about what worse can happen to me today and he continued “I could have easily hid this information from you but since you came to me for analysis so you have the right to know.” He again paused for a moment to collect his thoughts and finally said.

I am able to recognise the car which killed you in your past birth. I know the number of the car which you had provided. Actually, that was my sports car 30 years back. I was young full of energy coming back to my home town Ahmednagar from pune on newly constructed Nagar road which was deserted at that time compared to what it is now. With heavy rain and very low visibility, I am able to see you only at last moment. If I put the break my car would have toppled so it was best to hit you up. I am sorry!! I did this to you but it seems you did very well for yourself in this life. See it’s not your fault that you had born as Street dog and not even mine since you are crossing road without watching traffics.

His dialogue felt like I have been hit by that car again. I can’t even give a reaction. I was confused, should I cry because if not got hit by that car of Dr. Bairagi I would have able to created some more happy memories or should I be happy to find the killer of my last birth. 

My thought broken by Bairagi’s voice which said

Now we know the place too, as the other car’s number is of Pune so definitely you were a street dog from Pune-Nagar road. You were 100% a street dog in your past life. That’s the reason you can’t recognize the numbers and it felt hazy in your dream, since dogs can’t read. My machine helped you to be in that birth as human where you can read and able to reveal both the car numbers. See I did the analysis of your dreams with 100% accuracy and you are lucky as it happened for the first time. Your further involvement will help a lot to know many unknowns. Remember we know almost everything about Planet Pluto in the universe but no one knows why dog Pluto chase a Red car or even any car. Dogs are our oldest friend they deserve to know the truth.

I can’t stand in front of him further and came out of the chamber without saying a single word. My friend who was waiting outside for quite long asked me what happened and I said the machine didn’t work so I need to come back sometime soon.

I was kind of walking in full speed towards the parking lot and my friend is trying to catch me up. I asked him “Do you love dogs?” he responded “My wife love them a lot”. “What you love about dogs” my next question came up in no time and he thought for a moment and responded “May be when they chase birds, balls, sticks or Frisbees”.

I stopped walking at that moment and turned towards him and asked “Do you know why they do so?” He seems too exhausted while catching me up nodded his head in denial “Probably that’s their style, Doggy style!!!” His ignorance amazed me “Are you sure that’s called doggy style?” I am sure he would have again nodded his head but before he could have gave a reaction, I turned back walking towards the parking lot and realised doctor Bairagi was correct there are so many things people don’t know about their oldest and the most faithful friend, the dog.

In case you are wondering about my recurring dreams, then have you ever seen a human being chasing car, just for any reasons?

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Disclaimer: All the peoples and incidents depicted in this story are the mere act of fiction. No person living or dead exists.

©Tapas Majumdar, Not for reproduction without Author's permission.

The Bright Red Car

It’s the middle of the night and raining heavily. A car was fast approaching towards me and I didn’t notice. The moment it came closer to me I can see its bright red sports car and before I can react it just ran over me.

I woke up again with this nightmare. This is happening every night and now even the sleeping pills are not working. The number plate of that red car was always visible it ran over me in my dreams. I can recognize the colour make and model of the car, but the number always shows up hazy, not sure if its due to the rain or my near or farsightedness vision.

It took me many nightmares to trace out only 4 letters out of 10 of that car’s number plate. All the letters are written digitally. The first and sixth letters are ‘M’ and ‘W’. 4^th and the 10^th position has number two and five. If the numbers I concluded are correct then the number of the car looks like “M_ _6_W_ _ _9”. There will be lots of blanks to fill. The only thing I figured out from that number plate was the number I depicted are mirror reflections of each other.

I spoke about this problem to my family and close friends and also tried every option they suggested. The results are not hopeful and improving and gradually degrading to a situation where I started hating any cars with bright red colour.

Although it did stop momentarily when I got promoted recently and found the girl to get married soon. Then tonight the occurrence of that dream started again.

When next day, my doctor found even the high dosage of sleeping pills are not working, he said “Utkarsh, I am recommending you to the best analyst of this problem”. When he found me curious, he continued “He is Mr. Bairagi, the best research scholar from the prestigious institute IIRRR. He will analyse your dreams. Remember no one can actually analyse that dreams fully. We do not know if the incident is symbolic or from the past or any indication about future. I am sure he will able to closely predict the reason. Just visit him directly”.

I took all the necessary details and booked an appointment with Doctor Bairagi. On that day, I took one of my friends to the clinic but he was asked to wait outside the chamber. After filling up all the formalities when I went inside, I found the man of age almost 50 to 55 years came out to greet me. He has all grey hairs entangled in ponytails. He has a moustache which is also partially turning white. It gave me a feeling that he might have that crazy scientist look if he makes his hair all loose but just for the patients he made this ponytail to his hairs to appear cool.

I went inside with him to his chamber. There are many big machines in the chamber. Most of those machines looks more like astronomy machines rather than medical ones to me. I was wondering where I have been sent and what this man is up to? He asked me to sit on the couch nearby and started a conversation which went something similar to this

Doctor Bairagi: I am aware you already know the accuracy of this result. The maximum accuracy we received so far is 25 to 30 percent only. Since we do not know how this dream planted inside your mind. So first will go digging at past. If we can’t find anything there then only we will safely assume it as some symbol or some intuition for nearby future.  So before can I proceed further I want to know when this event was actually started.

Me: It first started when I was really frustrated with every aspect of my life, few years back. Hitting by a red car was not my original dream.  The first time a red car came to my dream was different.

Doctor Bairagi: I want to listen to that story, Utkarsh. It is very important for me to know every dream you have.

I tried to recollect my other nightmare with a hope that this will help in this therapy.

Me: One fine night I had seen this weird dream. I am running as fast as I can. I have never run that fast in my life. When I turned back I found, I am running from the pack of dogs that are hysterically barking and chasing me. When I looked in front I found a slow moving car with bright red in colour. It does look like moving slowly for me and from the car’s rear window a small boy most probably of age 4 to 6 years smiled and raised his hand with a gesture of saying bye to me. Then I saw a woman’s hand took that child’s face and hand inside the car and closed that rear window of that car. Within a moment, the car zooms out of my sight.

Doctor Bairagi: Hmm Interesting. What happened to you after that, in that dreams?

Me: I don’t know it always stopped there. Unlike my other dream, I never wake up in the middle of the night after seeing this dream. I always find this dream pleasant. When my life started improving I stopped having this dream. Since the past couple of years, I am having this dream of been hit by a red car in the middle of a rainy night. Although, the car which hit me and the car which I am running towards are no way related to each other except the red colour and the occurrence at night.

There was pin drop silence for some time. I can see the doctor is in deep thinking, taking some notes. After some time, he asked me back. “Do you know the kid or the woman in your dreams?” I said - “No, I never seen that Kid and I can’t see the face of that woman. I do see this dream when my life is stressed out otherwise it was the dream mostly of the car hitting me.”

“Your consent form revealed that you are yet to be married, so there is a possibility of this incidence relate to your future too” The doctor responded spontaneously. “Don’t worry we will analyze both of your dreams.  Let’s start our procedure” He continued and asked me to lie down on a medical bed with wheels, which gradually moves inside a huge machine.

While lying there looking upwards I am able to hear Doctor Bairagi’s voice which instructs me to think about things happened yesterday, then a week back. I keep describing the incidences it continued till my childhood and birth. Then he said now think about your past life. I just woke up inside the machine.

Doctor Bairagi: Why did you open your eyes, we will have to redo this exercise again.

Me: Are you going to take me to my past birth? I am not comfortable with that.

Doctor Bairagi: Yes, off course. I already mentioned we will analyse your past first. How will I know if the dreams you are having is from your past birth or not. We will take you to the last memory trace you have about your last birth or may be beyond that.

This is my nature to get agitated which other feel is small thing. With prolonged lack of sleep had actually increased this behaviour of mine.

Me: I do not believe in this reincarnation stuff. You said this is only 30 percent accurate what if I am not able to come back from that memory? I always stuck in that memory or my present birth memory erase. You never provided me any details before starting this therapy.

My sudden change in behaviour had put doctor Bairagi shock momentarily. He tried to recover as soon as he can and answered “30 percent accuracy is the analysis of the result, not the process to take you to your past births. This is 100 percent accurate. This is the result of my research in IIRRR of many years. Nothing that you have feared will happen”. I know I don’t have any choice, but his answer do convince me and obliged to do the needful again from the start. This time I am with more determination to uncover the truth.

Once I have passed my infancy I reached to my last birth. I can see a village and an expressway or a freeway where the cars are running in very high speed. The moment I entered further the machine started making loud noises, it seems the machine is not able to decode further.

In doctor Bairagi’s word “This never happened to any of his patients before”. I thought he will end the session today, but it seems this technical challenge had made him adamant to fix.  He tuned something at that machine then he suggested that he will make me unconscious and then take me to my past life directly. It will be his responsibility to bring me back from that unconscious state. This will be kind of driving in auto pilot mode in my past life. He was pretty sure that all keys to my dreams lies there only otherwise machines would not have behaved this way.

My concern was how will I know what happened. He suggested that every conversation in this room is recorded, so he will get it once the session is over. I do not have any option rather than trust him.

He came close to me with an injection with a smile and said “Everything will be fine Utkarsh”. I started feeling the dizziness, started seeing the darkness engulfing the brightness and started listening to a sound which is alien to me. I am sure what so ever happening inside my mind and body is not good but now I am too weak to resist that from happening.

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Disclaimer: All the peoples and incidents depicted in this story are the mere act of fiction. No person living or dead exists.

©Tapas Majumdar, Not for reproduction without Author's permission.