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A Plane Crash, Drugs and a Destroyed Life- Part II

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Part I containing chapters I and II is here.


It wasn’t a lot of work. Vijay had to take a parcel from Paharganj and drop it at Chandni Chowk twice every week. He would be paid six thousand rupees every month. That was a lot of money. Vijay was happy with but over time, he started to feel inquisitive about why he was being paid so much and what was in the parcel.


One day, after completing his work, he went to Faraz to find answers. The answers left him speechless. The parcel contained acid pills, a high class drug which hits the central nervous system. This drug made people dream of heaven and took them to hell.


He wanted to quit this job now, but there was no way out. He knew that he was doing a wrong thing, but that was responsible for getting him the right things in his life. He wasn’t sure if he was to thank Faraz or blame him. But he knew one thing: if he had to survive this was his only way out. He needed happiness even if it was in the form of hallucination, his requiem for a dream.


In a matter of few months, in search for more jazz up his brain, he tried and continued with a lot more things. Diluter, hashish, speed, ecstasy, acid and heroine. More wants required more money. Now the school fee wasn’t the only concern. Once again, he turned to his old friend, Faraz for more money.


He did not dislike these things; instead he started liking them as these were the only things that never left him. Like a task which needs to be completed, and missions which need to be accomplished. These things gave him a life to be lived. He was to supply drugs to different consumers now. More of a drug peddling service than a courier boy work now.


Chapter IV


He was sitting at his place on a hot summer night. He had somehow managed to pass 12th grade. He was ready to join a law college in Delhi, make new friends and enjoy his life. Never had he thought that all this was never going to happen.


There was a knock at the door. Vijay was surprised; hardly anyone knocked at his doors other than the salesmen or the old lady next door who seldom used to come to his house to check for his wellbeing. All this used to happen at the day time. It couldn’t be a friend. He used to have a lot many of them during the brighter days. But when his life became dark, friends too had stopped coming.


Moments later to his shock he realized that the police was at the door. He did not try to run away. He just walked away with them, without speaking a word. As if he knew everything. Life had taught so much to him. It skipped the lessons that taught how life can handle unequal shares of good and bad but that in strict equality lies law’s justice.



Exactly two years after his parents death he stood before the court of law aware of the mistake made by him. At this juncture of life, the law was ready to punish him. But where were law and the society when he needed help, when he chose this path?


Was it bad to be an anti-social element when the social elements are anti-you. Endless questions with no answers told the story of the boy Vijaynath, who wanted to celebrate life . But instead he had to take all the pains. Was it his fault or of the circumstances? He himself couldn’t find any answers. On the day of the verdict in the court he only said: “I was never like this”.


He knew what was going on and he knew he was responsible for it, but he also knew that destitution and loneliness left him no choice. He was not angry with the court’s verdict. But he was sure that the lack of understanding by law of the society and its effect on people was ‘injustice in justice’.

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