The Masterplan for Azel’s Murder!

It was not long ago when Azel was also known as Tachoas, A person who committed uncountable crimes – Including murder, rape, stealing, extortion, land grabbing, kidnapping and all other crimes you can ever imagine of.

Wait… Who am I? Sharing the story of Azel with you? And what do I seek after sharing this story? ….

Stop guessing… Let me tell you who I am? Someone who knows Azel from inside out, I spied on him, his whole life. But he don’t remember me – Because he never felt my presence… Sad enough..

He was not that old when he entered into the field of crime, not because of his circumstances, but it was his desire to experience the devil side which lived within him… because the words like purpose and meaning meant nothing to him, they were just words, which the world spoke about without thinking much. So that’s how it all began..

When he was 14 years old, I saw the lust in his eyes, the hunger to eat.. Not the hunger – Hunger.. But a different kind of hunger to get whatever he wished for.. After losing his parents to death at the age of 6, he spent his life in the corners of the streets, sleeping with dogs and all kinds of dirt.. Believing himself to be dirty as well.. Because the ray of education never touched his mind, all he experienced was about suffering, surviving, and stealing..

It was winter, when the hunger rose, the time when the markets are filled with buyers, and exchanges of thousands takes place. And you could have seen him eying on a town women, wearing gold of thousands, and purse carrying lakhs.. for an hour he kept following her, but with each seconds… he got closer and closer… until the smell of her perfume entered through his breath, attracting him more closely. From that moment it was not only about stealing her purse but to steal her completely. Everyone and everything related to her life, her body, thoughts, emotions, belonging and her family. A beginning of a mystery.. a lovers lust.. and the crimes he committed to get her…!

Who am I… Someone who knows how, where and when Azel will die… Someone to whom you will come back to.. to know.. what happens.. next….

A smell of scent can do wonders, and this reminded him of the day when he stole a bottle of musk from the streets of hunz, a place where you can find diamond sellers and precious perfume makers exhibits their product for auction. It usually takes hours and hours of bidding to decide who owns what and when is the product supposed to be dispatched. Between the time of signing papers and taking the auctioned product to the mode of transport, is the perfect moment to steal. But you need to know the art of stealing – to be visible at the place, but Invisible in front of people’s eye. After years of stealing, Tachoas was the only one who could cleverly steal the musk which was bought for auction from the land of Arabia, costing billions of

dollar. He was paid $5000 in advance for accomplishing the task of bringing the Musk in the hands of Duke, the gangster of his time.

But like I already said I am a man of desire, nothing can buy me – And piece of paper is worthless. Though Duke gave me $5000 for bringing him the musk, I fell in love with the smell of it, and once I fell in love – Nothing matters.

As this memory passed by my mind, I found myself more closer to her, standing right behind – trying to figure out which place she belonged to, and what was the purpose of her visit.

“Jude, I have told you many times to stay close, but you never listen… Stay together now” said a man interfering into my personal space, and caught her hand, and protected her like a shield.

His move made me angry, but I tired remaining silent – Repeating to myself.. Calm down.. Calm down.. Tachoas… Azel.. Azel.. Tachoas…

That entire night he kept imagining about Jude, the fragrance.. her eyes.. her body.. and her sweet voice when she replied to the Man.. “I am sorry Albert, this place is different from all the other places we have been too.. this place seems like home.. mesmerizing the mind of visitors, and the captivating breeze.. but tomorrow we will surely visit the other half of the market..” those words made place in his heart.. and took over his sleep. That whole night he kept turning on his sides, trying to calm his past memories.

“Tachoas… I love you.. please don’t do this to me… Please.. Please.. I love you tachoas…” the agony of pain in her voice, when he burnt her alive mercilessly.. after fulfilling his bodily lust..

The memories of past, when he killed a women just because – She said – You look dirty… and the young boy when he broke his knees, hands and neck just because he was helping an old man, who Tachoas hated.. and the young daughter of Duke he killed, when Duke threaten his life because of not handing him the musk. And the face of Zirsh who committed suicide in the middle of the market, because someone stole his livelihood earnings, which was supposed to fulfill his household requirement for years. And the voice of the young born whom he buried alive – Because the family filed a robbery case against him.

With all this memories in his mind, he was trying to concentrate on just one face – Jude.. and the plan to spend sometime with her, before the master-plan can come into effect!

I know how – I am going to kill Azel… But I want you to know.. Now as you are reading it.. You are also a partner in crime… Because the master-plan came into effect right now…

There are different ways to murder someone – Stab them with a knife from behind, suffocate them to death when they are sleeping, mix a poisonous tablet in their drink, shoot them right in the chest, or play with them the game of love.. and kill them slowly with over burdening their emotions and feelings! Which one to choose to kill Azel with, I was confused.. That’s when a flicker of memory passed through my eyes –

“Okay.. I will Tachoas.. I am sorry in advance – But as per your wish I will do it, just for you…” a blur memory of a person whom Azel met before, but was unable to recognize.

At 7 in the early morning, he left for the market – Waiting eagerly for her.. making arrangement at the café where he was planning to bring her for coffee. Though the market starts at 10, what bought him this early morning was his sleepless night filled with his ugly past memories.

When the market came to live at 9:45 am, and the freshness of the day took place, and a ray of hope arose within his heart – To spend a day with a women he fell in love with. He had the plan of how he was going to implement the strategy of diverting Albert’s attention and bring Jude to the café. It was simple – He bribed a shopkeeper to present a special sweet to Albert and Jude for tasting, and to mix some dangerous ingredient in one of the piece which should be handed to Albert, which will make his unconscious for few hours. And once he starts feeling sick, Azel will take care of the situation.

Something similar happened, the shopkeeper did what he was instructed, and when Jude asked for help, Azel guided them to café – As planned. While, Albert was resting his head on the table – Azel took the opportunity to ask – Where are coming from? And what’s your name? At the same time – He ordered for 2 special coffee. Without hesitation Jude replied “We are travelling all the way from Tanazol, some 400 km away from here, we heard this place invites buyers and sellers across the world – this place is known for it’s value and so we are here to purchase something unique…. And what about you?

Azel was lost in the conversation, listening to her voice very attentively – And focusing on her red lips, where he was planning to place a kiss soon. So the question of Jude went unheard, until the waiter interrupted with the cups of coffee. This interruption bought his attention back, and when he saw the confusing face of Jude – He realized, she was expecting an answer…

Taking a sip of coffee, he replied “My name is not that important… and it does not make a difference.. But people call me Azel.. I grown up in this place, wandering in the market – searching and analysing for products which can satisfy my thirst, but till today, I never found anything valuable….”

“And what do you consider as valuable..?” questioned Jude.

“Something which can bring peace to my soul, after committing so many sins…”

“Sins?”

“Yes… Like the one I am going to commit right now..”

Looking deeply into her eyes without blinking, he moved forward and planted a kiss on her red lips.. Suddenly his memories started to faded, and the crimes he committed appeared again before his eyes.. his heartbeats increased and he felt suffocated.. without a second thought he moved back pushing her apart…

“What have you done to me….?” I asked her, trying to get control over my breath..

I want to spend more time with her… Please.. Please.. I don’t want to die.. I don’t.. and then the blur face appeared in my mind..

“Okay.. I will Tachoas.. I am sorry in advance – But as per your wish I will do it, just for you…”

It was Jude, who I met – Few days ago, sharing the masterplan to kill myself – Without Azel and Tachoas knowing how we will die…

The reason I am sharing this story with you is because – I want you to know, it’s not easy to find peace after committing so many horrendous crime, and every single day you will wait for death to take you.. But it won’t… your life will become a living hell… when you play with the moral conduct of human nature. I want you to understand – To commit a crime to fulfil your desire is more worst, then committing a small sin for survival.

If you ever find a man like me, please show some care, love and affection – Because the desire to commit crime occurs when there is – “LACK OF”

I could have committed suicide but it takes a lot of courage and isolation, so I chose a master plan to murder myself – Without being a murderer myself.

Written By: Abdul Gani Punjabi

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