Grey Matter

Hello! My name is Jerry.Yes i am the little mouse who troubles Tom all the time.Tom, by the way, is not in house anymore.Rumors are that he has eloped with his girl friend next door.They both are supposedly having their honey moon in the junkyard three streets away from this house.

And now let me introduce you to my new Tom.He is not a cat but a human!.The problem is he thinks he is the official occupant of the house but i think other wise.But the good news is he dumps all his books every where that me and my two new friends munch on these days.

These two new friends of mine are really good.They were poor homeless fellows who were  roaming around the streets.I was generous enough to bring them into my house.These guys never cross the line drawn by me.When i am eating some thing in the kitchen these guys never come there.But being the generous,courteous[put infinite number of good adjectives here] fellow i call them when i eat the book papers.When it comes to eating books its always a party.

And my new Tom,lets call him Hu-Tom from now on,gets pissed off when he sees his books eaten.Hu-Tom thinks had Tom been here we wouldn’t have eaten his books.Yesterday Hu-Tom was cursing the Tom, wondering where the hell has he gone.Seems like Hu-Tom never knew about Tom’s affair with the girl next door.Hu-Tom has started planning strategies to prevent us from eating the books.And i have already started planning my counter strategies to break his strategies.

He made a case for the books to be dumped in.But little did he know that one of my room mate is so small enough to penetrate the case and eat the papers.Today Hu-Tom got really angry he caught my two companions red handed when they were having their lunch.These guys have a lot during lunch while i prefer to have a heavy break fast and dinner.Hu-Tom got a broom stick and scared those poor fellows.They were so scared that they ran away from the house.

Its been a little boring since my friends are not here.And guess what there is a very good cooked piece of food in the kitchen.And since there isn’t the two friends of mine its all for me.No i am not greedy,had they been here i would have shared it with them.But fate has it that i should eat this piece all alone.

I am going to eat it now.Hmm this piece smells like really good stuff.Its just two inches away from me now.I am going to jump on to it.Yes this tastes like………..screeeeeeeeeeeeeech………. Oh gosh i have got into a trap.That Hu-Tom has cunningly done me in.What can i do now.
“What could you do just wait”
who is this speaking now?
“I am your conscience”
Oh my god! I have heard grand ma say that people who are going to die will hear their conscience speak.Am i going to Die.
“What else do you expect..remember these human types, they value books like how we value cheese.You have eaten their CHEESE.I think when Hu-Tom returns he is going to have a go at you”
Oh will you please shut up conscience.
“Look out!! Hu-Tom is coming”
Hu-Tom throws away his bag and is coming right to the trap.Ah! he has seen me inside.He is going crazy.He is coming nearer.I can see he is having a big smile.Bigger than the Tom’s tail.He is saying something to me.I cant understand what he is saying.
“He is saying you final death message.Pray to your god”
Oh concience will you please go away.

Hu-Tom is lifting the trap.I dont know what he is going to do next.Is he going to boil me as they boil the poor carrots.The thought of it is sending a shrill through my spines.All my fur is standing up in attention.May be this is what is called fear.He is taking me away.He is having a drive down the street.He is taking me somewhere.Where could it be,what would he do after that.

The vehicle has stopped.This place’s looks familiar.I have heard about this place recently.But my memory is failing me to identify this place.He is going to open the trap with his leg.As soon as he opens the trap door i will make a dash.Never to be caught again.Yes! i have escaped.Hu-Tom left in his vehicle. back to his house probably.Where am i now.Yes now it comes to me.This is the junkyard.

“MEOW”…who was that? Is that you conscience?
“No my dear friend. Its me TOM!!”
RRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNN.

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Take off the surprise of the story statement:This is a dream.Not necessarily mine.I am flicking somebody else’s dream.Does stealing dream sound surrealistic.I don’t care because i actually have done that now.stealing dream is not a culpable crime.Never mind.

With all that fancy statements written above don’t expect a thriller or surreal dream.It is a pretty ordinary dream.But what makes it a short story is its climax.Off to the story or rather the dream.

Its uncommon.Never does these guys go on bus.But today they are there,traveling by bus for whatever reason.Rock star and Bala are standing.And a few feet away from them Anand is standing.Suddenly Rock star bumps on to the lady in front of him,which the others weren’t able to figure out whether it was intentional or do to inertia.Note:The description of the lady’s appearance is edited out to give this story a ‘U’ certificate.As a reflex reaction the lady gives a hard slap to Rock star.The slap is echoed and replayed thrice as in Bharathiraja’s movies.With mixed emotions of shame,guilt and rage Rock star disappears from the dream.and in comes Anand,to Rock star’s place to tease the lady.How dare the lady can give a slap to rock star.The bus suddenly jolts to stop.In the bus stop
there are hundreds of people with all kinds of swords and other glittering weapons.Bala and Anand are coming to a stark realization that the lady’s father is the ‘Area Dada’.

As i mentioned earlier the climax of the story is what makes this a short story.But since the dreamer woke up/or moved over to other dream after this scene.The story is not having a climax.Now dear reader don’t be a passive entity and start suggesting the climax of the story or write your comments about the dream.And as promised dear dreamer i haven’t let your name out.

CD’s Roommate: Dude i think we should jog in the morning.I bought this nike sports shoe for damn 3000 bucks.Atleast for that we must go jogging.
CD: No way.I cant get up ever at early morning to jog.And even if i get up never will come for a jog.

Place:CD’s home town.2 weeks later

Mother of CD: If you go on eating like this nobody will give you a girl.
CD: Really! Do i look that stout ?
Mother of CD: Is that a question.You look like a pumpkin sitting on top of potato.
CD:Are you sure no girl will like me?
Mother of CD: I am darn sure they will run away like they have seen a ugly monster,when they see you.

2 Day’s later in CD’s room away from home.

CD: Get up! Get Up!
CD’s Room mate: Why the hell are you waking me up this early.
CD: C’Mon we are going to jog from today.
CD’s Room mate: Did i hear you correctly.Or are you trying to make some prank.Let me warn you if you are playing this prank on me so early in the morning (or is it midnight) you will go straight to grave yard.
CD: Hey i am serious.We will jog everyday from today onwards.Lets go till the Park and come back.
CD’ Room mate: Dude thats 4km from here.What happened suddenly to you.
CD: Just thought over what you said the other day.Now i agree that atleast for the nike shoe you bought we must jog.After all 3000 bucks is big money isn’t it.lets Just do it!