THE LAST DOSE………. a story written by Qaisar N.K>Jani, in the year 1960 !!
I started writing for “The Statesman”, when I was in class VII, in Muslim High School, Bhagalpur. Subsequently, I wrote for Urdu dailies, like “Saathi” & “Sada e Aaam” etc, mostly for their children corner.
“The last dose”, was my first serious & matured story, which I wrote for the magazine “The Youth Times”. Then, I was 12 years in age & was studying in matriculation. Although, I was too young, to deeply understand the subject, I attempted it & got phenomenal admiration!
Reproducing below, my first attempt to serious writing …….
THE LAST DOSE………………….
Ajay kumar sinha, was originally from a small town of North Bihar. Due to paucity of job in Bihar, he shifted to Bombay, after his graduation. Bombay, was infamous for the animal like living conditions of the working class, who were living in “Low Income Group Homes”, which were huge old, dilapidated buildings, with poor sanitation & hygienic conditions. Different families were living in different rooms & using a common toilet & bath. The occupants were migrants from different parts of the country & were in different professions. In some such buildings, majority of the residents were call girls & prostitutes.
Ajay, joined a pharmaceutical company as Sales Executive and took a room in one of the infamous buildings, where rents were lower than others, because those with family, avoided living there. For Ajay, the back ground of the neighbors’ didn’t matter much, because he was a bachelor and was on tour 20 days a month.
He was very well aware of the activities in the neighboring rooms, but he had to tolerate all these & used to remain confined to his room. He didn’t like sitting in the balcony also, as the girls of the neighboring rooms, used to sit in the balcony, well dressed to attract the people passing through the street.
After about a couple of years of stay, Ajay became quite familiar with their modus operandi & even recognized some regular clients by their name & their profile.
Ajay’s luck took curios turn, when he got married & brought his beautiful young wife, to live with him. Although, he made his wife aware of the environment of the building and asked her not to mix with the other residents.
Ajay, as usual, was on tour 3-4 days a week .This period was worse than a jail for his wife Shalini. To avoid monotony & for a change, often she used to sit in the balcony. Soon, she got noticed by those hungry wolves. Initially, they just used to gaze, but afterwards, some of them started making dirty gestures, presuming her to be a new prostitute. She didn’t like all these, but was helpless. She didn’t tell this to Ajay, else he would be disturbed, until that fateful day, when the(in)famous Sethji of the locality Sunil Manjrekar, who was a frequent visitor of this building, knocked her door. She saw him through the magic eye & didn’t open the door.
When Ajay returned from the tour, she narrated the incidence & about the bad intention of Seth Sunil Manjrekar and requested Ajay to look for other place to live. Ajay , took her suggestion seriously & assured to find another accommodation shortly.
Next week, Ajay was on tour as usual and when he returned 4 days after, his world has already been ruined. He pressed the door bell. Shalini opened the door and fell on his feet, crying at the top of her voice. She narrated how she forgot to lock the entrance door and as ill luck would have it, Seth Sunil Manjrekar, who was passing by, pushed the door opened. He bolted the door from inside and pounced on poor Shalini like a wild beast and within ten minutes, she lost her most invaluable possession, her chastity.
Ajay went inside, even before Shalini could finish her narration, took his pistol, loaded it and barged out of the room. Shalini kept pacifying him, but he didn’t. Sunil’s house was hardly, a ten minutes drive and Ajay knew that he was living alone in that big house.
Although, Ajay was a thorough gentleman, with a very calm temperament & couldn’t even think of killing some one. But, the “Shaitan” in him, forced to take such a drastic step. On way to Sunil’s house, he planned the whole chain of sequence. As soon as Sunil will open the door, he will pump the entire six bullets into his chest, shall shut the door from outside & would return.
Ten minutes after, Ajay reached Sunil’s house, but his planning failed, as he saw the main door already opened ajar. Since, he was not a criminal; he was taken aback & couldn’t find any other way to assassinate him. However, he collected strength & walked inside the room. He, almost fainted when he saw Sunil lying on the floor, in a pool of blood. That is when; the “Insaan” in him woke up. He went near Sunil, who begged for help.
Ajay, forgot his own vendetta plan, lifted Sunil & took him to a Nursing Home nearby. After a while, the doctor came out of the operation theater & informed Ajay that the patient was out of danger, but would need nursing & treatment for next one month.
After three days, Sunil was discharged from the Nursing Home. Ajay, who has been ,on almost 24 hour duty at the Nursing Home, brought Sunil to his house. Not only that, Ajay’s wife Shalini too, was helping Ajay in the nursing
Sunil was extremely apologetic & asked for pardon, every time he saw Shalini. Both Ajay & Shalini, were good souls. They pardoned him and continued nursing & looking after the recuperating Sunil.
Four weeks passed & the two families became very good friends .The story took another dramatic turn, when on a fateful day, Ajay brought the doctor to Sunil’s house for final check up & advise. The doctor, after a thorough examination, took out his prescription pad , wrote a single medicine and told Ajay “Tumhare dost ab bilkul theek hain.Yeh dawa, ek hafta khilana hai. Yeh last dose hai. Iiske baad, yeh bilkul pehle ki tarah ho jayenge “.
Doctor’s last line ‘YEH BILKUL PEHLE KI TARAH HO JAYENGE’ , again aroused the “Shaitan” in Ajay’s mind and the lines started ringing into his ears non-stop. He was furious, at the very thought that Sunil will be the same as before. His sympathy for Sunil, vanished suddenly. He dropped the doctor back to the Nursing Home and on way back to Sunil’s house, he bought the phial of the medicine, prescribed by the doctor. Then, he went to another shop, bought liquid rat killer & mixed it with the medicine.
He administered the poison laced last dose of the medicine to Sunil.
Within five minutes, Sunil was no more in this world’, leaving Ajay in a state of repentance, as “Insaan” had taken over the command by then……
But it was too late !!