‘Atleast my family is safe and have better condition than before..’

Just then, some footsteps were heard. They were heading towards his cell side, the sound stopped to his cell, his door got unlocked, Rasool sensed. The door opened and there had a stand a 6-ft tall and young policeman. 

Policeman said ,’Someone wants to meet you.’

Rasool thought who could have been. Policeman to visitor,’ Sir.’ And gestured him to get inside Rasool’s cell. There was some gentleman suited up and had overcoat hanging on his elbow joint , his face was hidden by his humborg hat, as the man had his head tilted down. He came inside, and removed his hat from his head. He was none other than the judge, who gave the judgment. Rasool stood up in hurry to give respect,

‘ Sir! you? here?!’ Judge,’ Calm down, Hello, my name is Jacob Phillipe.’ Rasool,’ Hello sir! Rasool! my name!’ Jacob,’ I know, and I even know that you have been trapped!’

Rasool,’ Wh.. what!? No! Nothing like that! No trap, I did the murder, me!’ 

Jacob ,’Don’t panic, tell me! Are you in danger?’ Rasool ,’No, no, no danger! Nothing!

Jacob,’ I have been in this profession for 30 years, just by seeing faces, I can recognize that the person is guilty or not. And you cannot belie my experience of years! Come on, tell me!’

Rasool ,’Sir please, leave me on my own, live your life and let me live, I’m happy of what I am, where I am!’

Jacob,’ I’ve not come here as professional, I’ve came here as your friend. I just wanted to help you, as to pay off what you mortgaged.’

Rasool,’I never mortgaged!’ Jacob,’ What!? What do you mean?!’ Rasool fall on the feet of Jacob and begged,’Sir please, please don’t tell anyone about this. I am telling you this just as a friend, please don’t destroy my life and efforts what I have made.’ Jacob,’ You mean that, it’s a plan! And you have included yourself in this by your own interest?!’

Rasool,’ Yes . You are right .’ Jacob ,’But why?!’ Rasool ,’I will tell you. I was a seller in riyadh, I had a very small stall in which, I used to sell dates. I have been leaving till 7 years ago very miserably. I came to speak English as even foreigners used to visit. I didn’t had money to eat l, but then 7 years ago came a man asking for me. He came riding on a camel. He was masked . Asif, my neighbor, came to my hut and informed me about the stranger. I came out of my hut, I saw a camel sitting and a man beside him with huge baggages on another camel. He stepped towards me.

 Stranger,’I’d been finding you!’ 

I welcomed him come in ,’Sir please come in!’ He came inside, sat on a seat. I asked my little daughter to bring water, but the stranger denied he said,’ I want to have a personal talk with you. Can you please send your family out for some time?’ I was ashtonished that what is so personal that he doesn’t wants to include my family?! I asked my family to go to neighbor’s house for little time. They left, then stranger said,’ Now bring me water.’ I brought the water and gave to him. As he removed the mask, I was shocked to see his face! it was just like me!’

 ‘ Was he Oliver Williams?!’, interrupted Jacob. Rasool,’ No .’ Jacob,’What!? Then who was he?’ Rasool continued, ‘Even I asked him same question. But he replied ,’Consider me a friend.’ I didn’t bothered about his name much. He said,’ Listen man!’ and I replied ,’Rasool, my name.’ It seemed like he too didn’t wanted to know about me, but rather more about my body! He replied me,’ Yeah! Rasool, listen, I know you are too poor to feed your family. But I can help your family financially, if you do my work!’ Rasool ,’ What work?!’ asked I excitedly. Stranger,’ Consider it to be death!’ I stopped. I replied,’ then who will look about my family?!’ Stranger said,’ When they will have enough money, they will be able to care for themselves.’ The stranger had a very strong point. I agreed. He wore the mask again and said,’ You have to come with me right now!’ So I called my family , he paid to my family a lot of money , the amount which I had never ever seen in my life, I said my family that I have to go for work to other place, take care. My son asked me,’ Abbu! When you will come back?!’ I replied ,’ Let’s see , what Allah wants!’ I left with him on his camel, it took approximately ¾ of day to reach his place, it was 80-90 miles away. It wasn’t a normal tent or a house, it was something else, full of small glass bottles, colored water , tables everywhere, beds, blades, pipes with glasses on on their top. He said me,’ You may rest for a day, We will start our work tomorrow.’ I agreed. He showed up my restroom and gave me delicious food which I just used to have once or twice a year, he was giving me a special treatment , I was just wondering what could have been the work? My whole night was passed in suspense….’