DreamLand...

I was unconscious of the fact that my mouth had become a new shelter for the Mosquitoes.I had them opened for so long,that the' mozzies' went into my oesophagus,clearly assuming it to be some sort of play ground.I spit it out,slowly regaining my senses.Hell! There was atleast 3kgs right in front of my eyes!I knew I was in a mess. My eyes refused to come back to normalcy.It didn't require a Ramanujam to figure out that there was a fortune in there.Almost instantly,my mind shifted to the section I loved most,Dream Land....The best part of Dream Land were the girls,and boy they came in huge numbers,clad in the earliest costume known to Mankind (:D).And most importantly,they were HOT.(Yeah ,H-O-T).

Its the only place on earth where :

(a)You want to be the catcher,in a game of Running and Catching.

(b)Even physics lessons turn out to be miraculously interesting.(The Law of equality holds good in DL!)

(c)And you are in total concentration.

The suit case closed on my hands ,Ouch!! My stay@ Dreamland was cut short by the grey coloured "SOB".I was still unsure of what to do with my new acquisition(Like I had acquired Land Rover or something).The returns were huge if I get into the game.But the risks were bigger,and anyways I didn't want to die a virgin!
I moved the suitcase to a safer location in my apartment.(there were only 2 rooms,and the bathroom wasn't inhabited by the rats).I didn't want my house to be filled with Drugged Rats.Not my fault,if they do,cause the Bastards don't smell it before they nibble.How on earth can a living being eat up a man's trousers which haven't been washed for two months??
I took it to the highest location possible in my room,the flush doesn't work in the toilet,and I stuffed the packets inside it.

Clearly,this was too much for my mind to handle,but at the same time Called for Celebration!!!I took a ten rupee note,and stuffed some into it. Slowly I was flying back to Dreamland where the grass is green and girls were pretty.....

The Swap

The corner of the street was occupied by two heavily built men ,clad in a black casual attire.One of them,glanced at the watch and shook his head.Very easy to make out that he was in disgust.Another walked into the scene with a suitcase .He looked a bit old , vertically challenged and tensed.Drenched in sweat , he breathed out heavily.

"Twenty Minutes late,We were getting worried.Where the Fuck where you?" the guy in black asked.

" The train ran a bit late.Besides I should be the one complaining.Tough to dodge them every time. And with a tag of 10k around me,every God damned money sucking bastard in this city is looking to nail me down.The moustache gets irritating and my wig itches a lot! Trafficking is no easy joke , dear" almost immediately removing his moustache and wig to complete his transformation. He appeared feminish ,yet possessed voice that boomed.

"We don't have much time do we?? " he remarked as the suitcase switched hands.
"Pretty light.Do you have it??"

"If the notes are real, yes." came the reply.They didn't get along with each other ,the frequent transactions did their rapport little good.

" Guess, I won't be seeing you for sometime to come....Adios" the man said pulling out his gun and firing ,almost immediately.

The bullets sank right into the little man's forehead.

Inside the mind....

I continued to walk rather rapidly,yet composed manner to avoid any suspicions.Holding the suitcase tightly in one hand,I decided to take a puff.The smoke was helping me cool down and wash out any signs of nervousness.The case was pretty heavy and I was hoping I had struck something big.I caught a bus , and just for the sake of tradition(Tradition alone),took two wallets into my custody.Good old times rock baby!Of late, I had stepped on the gas a little bit,and was sure that if i continue in the same path,I would have a tag round my neck that said"SUITCASE SNATCHER" like "BISCUIT BANDITS".I hate being stereotyped, hence kept switching lines often.There was no BIBLE in this profession,yet there were certain minimum tasks that you had to complete like say, flicking wallets before you move on to bigger things..It was like learning alphabets before words.Not a theorem,but an axiom.!I was an amateur in this profession,I had to admit it,yet I was moving gradually up the ranks."This is for my company"I said to myself.What a lie that turned out to be!That was two weeks earlier.And after that , 2800 rupees in cash,two credit cards,four pounds of gold,three of silver and seven wrist watches.Hell! I have a market out here!!

Mankind has always fallen prey to greed.History is filled with examples,yet we never learn!I was no different,justifying the fact that I was a homosapien!

I took the last turn and almost by impulse my leg stopped .The shop was drawing me towards it! Damn..It doesn't hurt to try..Does it??I opened my apartment door, sat down and opened my suitcase.....

It was full of White powder.