Mystery & Suspense Plot : Phone Call

You are Sleeping…

The Telephone Besides You Rings

You wake Up
Pick Up The Phone
Say Hello

No Answer…

You keep back the phone’s receiver
You are very tired
You Go Back to Sleep Again

The Phone Rings Again
You Hurriedly Pick Up the Phone
Say Hello
A Sound of Hisssss…

You Feel Uneasy after Hearing the Sound
You Get up from your bed
You Go to the Washroom
Open The Tap
Bend Down
Wash your Face

You Stand Up
Look in the Mirror
You Fall Down

You are No More
You are Dead…


The Idea

Dyslexia is a condition in the brain that makes it hard for a person to read , write and spell. For any author all the aforementioned i.e. to read, to write and to spell are extremely important.
We know that Agatha Christie is one of the most famous mystery book writers  date and yet how many of us know that she was dyslexic and yes you heard it right.
“Plots come to at such odd moments, when I am walking along the street, or examining a hat shop…suddenly a splendid idea comes into my head. “
                                                                                                   Agatha Christie, An Autobiography
She was…No she is absolutely right, not just plots but answers to difficult questions comes to us when we are…
Let us say brushing our teeth or on a toilet seat or just walking, basically anythingimg_20161206_204131
Even in Spooky Places…Right…?

The Real Story We All Face

I don’t remember where I heard this story/lesson or who told me this story/lesson but it is worth learning and remembering.

One day a painter decided to make his masterpiece. After putting in a lot of work he was able to complete the painting. Now, since this was his masterpiece he wanted opinion of others. So the painter took out his painting on the street and kept it there with a note asking about mistakes in the painting and a pack of pins.Next day when the painter returned he found his painting had pins all over. The painter felt very bad about it.

The painter had an idea. He painted the same painting again and placed it at the same place with a note and a set of pins. Next day when the painter returned the painting was untouched.

But , how could that be?

The note said,” Please see the painting and if you find a mistake in the painting please correct the mistake”

The lesson is, it is very easy to point mistakes in other’s work. If you find a problem come with a solution and correct the mistake.

Finally, The Rain


So, This is it

It Rains….It Stops…It Rains Again and It Stops…What if it Rains and it rains again but does not stop….It is the Monsops…
Monsops take away everything.Everything…….Every Ten Years our city suffers ……But we the residents of Vandorim have become used to this………We have…
But this time it was more than just the Monsops the residents of Vandorim were facing, more than just the thunder, more than just the lightning and more than just the rain. Someone was out there in The Rain……….Someone…..Someone who was unknown…Someone who came with thunder in the Rain but did not go along with the thunder in the Rain. There were shrieks & cries for help…for the help which never arrived on time and which never will arrive as there was only Rain…… The peaceful city of Vandorim had turned into a horrifying story of murders and no one knew anything. There was no answer but just the loudness in The Rain….. Even the legendary Chief Inspector Lee was clueless. The Police Chief was helpless and only helpless in The Rain.People were scared……
It was Raining…..But it Just More than Rain

The First Time

It was in the year 2007 when I first developed a connection with mystery and suspense genre
I had my first three comments and likes and I will always remember these three ( in original, unedited form)
monk_who_nvr_had_a_ferrari said…
sir..cum out wid d next part …
October 7, 2008 at 9:39 PM
indian_tiger said…
nice one sharma
a nice try man…
great job, waiting for your next story.
October 13, 2008 at 8:16 PM
monk_who_nvr_had_a_ferrari said…
good work good one..
October 20, 2008 at 8:25 PM
Jess.. said…
nice story.. kept me hooked till d end..
October 23, 2008 at 3:21 PM