Chapter 29

"We are the nation that actually produces or manufactures every other product in this world. Our rough outlook might have illusioned you in believing that we are a weak, helpless, and misdirected nation. Well, let me make it clear for you. We are not like any other country. We are too upstanding to accept becoming your minion. We are the nation who learn from their mistakes. We are not going to make the mistake of becoming colony of an outsider, again." He was getting louder.

"You gave us a year?" He exhaled and chuckled. His demeanor was now contemptuous.

"Let me tell you right away; We take your offer as an attempt to disgrace our national pride." He continued.

"We Do Not Need You. We Can Stand on Our Own." PM Podi screamed. His face had become red with all the emotions. The hall burst into a thunderous round of applause.

"I, hereby, propose that India should create its own colony in space. I request all my fellow Parliamentarians and my proud, capable nation to come together in this decision with me." He continued.

"We Can Do This." He emphasized on every word.

"Let me…" Television suddenly turned off.

"Wh-What happened?" Johnson, who was staring at screen intently, exclaimed in surprise.

Trisha put the remote control on table, yawned a little and looked at Johnson who was already staring at her.

"Why did you…" Johnson was curious about PM Podi's remaining speech.

"Shush." She leaned in and seductively put her finger on his lips.

"But…" He resisted a little.

"Let me ride you to the realms of ecstasy." She sexily whispered cheese in his ears and then slowly bit him.

He pulled her and wrapped his arms around her.

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24th December 2050

Harry was a tall white man and hailed from a very good family. His wealthy and comfortable background lead him to a wrong direction. At a very young age he started abusing drugs, courting women, gambling, and drinking alcohol. His partying spree got wilder after the death of his parents when he was only 19. He got married to a beautiful up and coming lingerie model at 20. His lechery and perversion caused the debacle of a very successful business in just 5 years. He was declared bankrupt. Within a few weeks of his bankruptcy, his wife divorced him.

Bankruptcy hit Harry hard. His closest friends gave him cold shoulder. His wife, whom he took from the rags and made her into a glamorous Super Model switched from "I am all yours, only yours" to "Your sight disgusts me" within days. All the situation made him furious, pitiful, and self-destructive.

The trial for divorce from his wife made him angrier. The woman he loved the most, trusted the most just stabbed him in the back. Later, when he saw her with one of his best friends going into a hotel, he could not endure anymore and shot them on the same night in the hotel lobby when they were coming out. Both died on the spot.

During trial, Harry tried to claim insanity defense, but could not convince the Jury and he was punished to imprisonment for lifetime. He had just been released around three years ago after imprisonment of more than 20 years. His punishment time extended due to his non-cooperative behavior in jail. He proved to be a handful for the prison security.

After his release, he joined the crime world again and his cell-mates Malcolm (Mal) and Jerry joined him as his lackeys. He started with drug distribution but could not succeed due to his bad habits. All three of them were now living like gypsies. They would move between states on Cargo-trains selling drugs and robbing people.

With all this chaos and disturbance in the country, Harry decided to try and rob a house for the first time. They had spotted a house in Fort Worth where a young woman lived, alone. The hose was big, beautiful and in a posh area. The owner looked loaded. They were positive that they would hit a jackpot with this. The Owner worked in a Scientific Research Center. She worked at night shift, so the house was empty for all the night. That's when they were going to break-in and take valuables.

Today was D-day. It was 2 O'clock at night. There was a deafening silence. All three of them wore long black coats, black masks, and black gloves. They reached the gate, Malcolm looked around and bowed a little. Jerry who was shortest and most athletic of them stepped on Mal's hands, jumped, and grabbed the wall. He pulled himself up.

After adjusting himself, Jerry extended his hand for Harry. Harry grabbed his hand and he pulled him up. Both then pulled Jerry up. Jerry was fattest of them. They first dropped Jerry on the other side. He then helped Harry come down. Mal jumped in the last. They waited in the bushes for a while to see if someone noticed them.

"Thank God. She does not own a dog." Jerry said.

"Shhh." Harry frowned at Jerry and put his finger on his mouth to tell him to shut up.

They slowly walked to the back of the house. Harry pushed exhaust fan in the bathroom attached to living room. The fan fell on the other side with a little push. Fan hung there with the electric wires. Harry looked at Jerry. He quickly jumped and grabbed the wall. It took him some time to enter through that narrow opening. But he succeeded in the end.

Jerry opened the front door for Harry and Mal in five minutes and they entered. They had decided not to turn on the lights. They turned their torches on and walked towards the stairs across living room. They climbed the stairs and reached bedroom door. They were as silent as they could be.