I've always wanted to be this superhero who people believe and fantasize so much, and this recent incident in my life has assured mu thought. So I've got this single motto for me, am gonna be a hero without any loss of relationships! But will I?
Reaching the destination at the heart of a forest, Shiva walked inside the creepy place through the muddy pathway towards the small hut like house that had a rooftop stuffed with dried roof hay. It was the same. He entered the place and an attender came near him. The man was dressed in a dhoti and covered his upper body with an angavastram, a white cloth that was draped over the shoulders. "Who do you want to meet sir?"
"Of course, the Guruji" said Shiva. The attender got reminded of the man as soon as he saw the glass ball in his hand 'he has come here before'.
"Do you have an appointment sir?" he asked.
"Yeah, tell him that Shiva came... he'll call me for sure" said Shiva and the man nodded and went inside. After some minutes, he came back and signaled Shiva to come inside the Guruji's room. Shiva entered the silent room and sat before the meditating saint.
The old man opened his eyes after some time and looked at Shiva in his eyes. He then asked, "Are you sure with your decision?" "yes Guruji"
"you know the consequences right?"
"I've seen myself turn into the villain from a hero... my past is killing me"
he said, his eyes getting moist, "if this is the only way, I'm ready for it".
"Ok, get him ready" said the Guru, signaling his disciple to make him lie on the palm leaf bed nearby.
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With the mask and the torso outfit ready, Shiva went down to the basement and placed them on their chamber and rolled back the cupboard, hiding it from one's view. He wore the prototype and went out to see if the rubberized-metallic torso, suited him with the reflexive movements. Suddenly he felt 'let me go and convince her now' and he went off towards her apartment. On the way he checked his phone if there was any message from her now, but it was in vain. It has been a week since they both had any means of contact. 'Why should I go soon and say that am sorry... let her get confirmed that I have an eye for her' he felt.
He went upstairs and knocked the door, but there was no one giving response for the bell rings that he gave. When he turned back to leave, he heard the sound of footsteps inside, followed by the rapid chirping of her birds. He felt it was unusual and saw through the key hole after some hesitation. He went back some steps and then smashed the door open. The broken door's dust was settling half way when he saw two tall muscular figures, each having a backpack. Seeing the new arrival, the men opened the window and tried to go out when Shiva pulled either of them by the backpack. Both of them jerked but gained control soon and bought their hands simultaneously towards his face for a hit, which he blocked off easily. "Hey, you can't win me" he said with a confident smile. They pushed him back and stepped out of the window with speed. 'ok then, time for the city to know about Rudra' he felt and put on the inversely colored Guy Fawkes mask he had on the back packet of his Jean and removed his clothes, jumping off the building and landed on the road.
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A small girl saw him and exclaimed "mommy! Thief!", "no baby am Rudra, those two are the thives" he said and went ahead chasing the two thieves. They both grabbed each a bicycle, pushing off their riders and went ahead ahead across the road, leaving behind the screaming riders. A black figure followed them on foot and pulled them off by their collars within twenty meters of their starting point. They fell down thrashing in front of a police car with surprised faces that expressed, 'how was he so fast'. An officer of high stature got down and commanded his men to get hold of them. "Hey, who are you? Stay where you are" he said in a gruff voice, looking at the man with in a black outfit that had an inverted triangular screen of a blazing fire video, on his torso. 'shall I say am your friendly neighborhood Rudra? it's used up... something fresh... yeah' his fingers were moving randomly, "the spark of justice" he said and ran away the way he came. The guards ran after him but were stopped by the official as he said, "he's some freak, leave him and get these two on board". As he turned back to see the thieves, he saw them giving out a short cry holding their foreheads. When one of them removed the hand to take his handkerchief, the police men saw a tripundra symbol etched and small blood droplets oozing out. The tripundra is a symbol that consists of three horizontal lines on the forehead, with a dot made from sacred ash. The symbol has deep roots in Hinduism and is associated with the deity lord Shiva. The officer asked himself, 'who is this guy'.
