Sherlock Holmes

In the 30 odd cases Sherlock has solved in my company, there have been comic, tragic and strange stories. Out of all of these, I think one stood out as the easiest....

The events in question occurred in the early days of my association with Holmes, when we were sharing rooms in 221 B Baker Street. That morning I woke up to see Holmes standing by my bed.

“Scotland Yard’s Lestrade is outside, there’s been a robbery gone wrong in 46, Audley Court, Kennington Park Gate.” I quickly got ready and into the cab waiting outside with Holmes. WE reaches the house of the crime and got out of the cab. Lestrade came out of the house to greet us.

“The victim’s name is Enoch Drebber. The house is ransacked, although nothing is missing. The cause of death is stabbing.” We followed him into the house.

The living room was on the right, and Mr. Drebber was sprawled across the floor. There was a woman standing beside his limp body with tears streaming down her face.

“Lucy please move away.”

Another officer pulled her away so that Holmes could investigate. He bent down and examined the wound. Then he got up and walked round. Lestrade showed us the entry point of the intruder which was a small window by the kitchen.

“So was it a robbery or a murder Holmes”

Holmes ignored him but walked out of the house. He walked around the house until he reached the window where the robber had entered.

“I know who the murderer is.”

This sentence took us all by so much surprise, we didn’t know how to react.

“wh-wh-what?!” said Lestrade. “And how did you come to that conclusion?”

“Arrest the wife”

Lestrade didn’t object this time. He simply walked back into the house mumbling something to himself. I was especially surprised and in awe of Holmes. Although I had solved cases before with him, I never cease to be amazed by his deduction skills.

“How did you know?” I asked a he started to walk of.

“It was quite obvious really. Well the kitchen window is quite small so the chance of a man being the murderer is quite unlikely. The window was not even broken properly, leaving a very small gap for the person to enter. Outside the window, as you can see, the mud is very clayey, and so if someone had stepped in it, their footprint would be clearly visible. However the only footprints visible is that of the heavy constable. So it’s quite obviously a murder and not a robbery as the criminal didn’t actually enter through the window but the front door. And the lock of the front door was intact so it was quite obviously the wife”

I was amazed but one thing didn’t quite add up.

“But what was the motive”

“they were a wealthy family so Enoch Drebber’s life was most probably insured. Thus in case of his death, his wife Lucy Drebber would get all the money.”

 This was confirmed to a trip to the local insurance office confirmed this theory. Enoch Drebber's life was insured for half a million pounds with Lucy being the beneficiary. 

Almost Dead part 1

I ran on like I had never before. Dodging trees and jumping over fallen branches the fastest I ever had. I ran as if I was being chased by a tiger, but this time it was worse. I was running from my own brother, who had a knife in his hand.

He had finally hunted me down, after killing my father. My brother, had always been a mamas boy, and after she died, he lost it completely. Obviously my father and I also cried, but my brother couldn't get over it. He never knew how to move on and had always been a little crazy.

My mother had died of Ebola, and the virus was detected to late to do anything. The doctors had tried their hardest to keep her alive, but still she died. And so did the doctors a few days later, by my brothers hand. 

The mental asylum had tried hard to capture him and give him the proper treatment needed, but he always managed to escape. Once the police even threatened to open fire on him, before he killed anyone, but he didn't listen and they couldn't just kill an innocent.

I ran north, or atleast what I thought was north and towards the city. He had always been a good athlete, with great stamina. I knew I couldn't keep running for much longer, because he was catching up, powered by his rage. Suddenly I broke through the branches, to reveal the great city of Bangalore.

I heard him gaining on me- the steady beat of his footsteps and the rhythmic sound of him breathing. 

I finally gave up, ready to pass out with exhaustion. I fell to the floor, and as my eyes shut, I felt the knife plunge into my back, cold against my hot and moist flesh....

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Aanandaa- My Farm (From September 2015 to 2016)

In the duration of 3 months, a lot has happened on Aanandaa.

Julie- the half-pom, scared away all the other dogs and kept barking at the pigs as in her previous home, she ate meat. Thus, we sent her to our grandparents house, where she now lives, happily ever after. We gave away Barph, one of Julie's pups to a villager, as she was the most Pom- like and we knew she wouldn't be able to survive on our farm.

Then, Chutki, another of our dogs gave birth to 5 small pups. Two of them died as they were very weak. Out of the other three, one is a girl- Kaju and the two boys- Kishmish and Khajoor (please do not laugh at these names).

Out goats, Hira and Moti, had a small baby goat (known as a 'kid'), who we named Panna. Our cows are pregnant, and are expected to give birth to a little calf in about 4 months.

The pig is fine, she is okay alone. We feed her potatoes in hope that she will become friendly with us, and o think we are making some progress.

Our farm is doing pretty well, but this is the third year of drought we are facing,  and if it doesn't rain soon, there is going to be major water shortage. 

So save water and thank you for reading!

Slavery part 3

I am Laura. The wife of the richest merchant in town. Now on with the story.          

For a couple of weeks now, I've been having a suspicion that my husband was in love with an other lady. He went out an strange times to the bath whereas he hardly ever went there before. Then, a week ago, I had gone to the bath. And when I returned, I found a lipstick mark on a wine glass and it wasn't mine....

I suddenly hated my husband. We had been married for years, and suddenly this? I then figured, it would be farely easy to kill him. I still loved him a bit. He was still my husband. 

My husband is a rich man and if he died, all the money would be mine... That day I made up my mind, I WOULD KILL HIM.

My plan was farely easy. I first talked to the masseur. I bribed him to kill my husband. The plan was to go in the morning and as usual start the massage. The masseur gave him a massage every four days. 

Four days from then, the masseur knocked and entered. 

He always arrived before Dakota, who was my husband's barber and  best man. 

I thought about talking to him but then decided against it. He loved his master and wouldn't agree to that even if he was heavily bribed.

I don't know what exactly happened in the room, but the masseur managed to do his job pretty well. I heard my husband shout with surprise as he saw the masseur and the knife in his hand. Suddenly, I realised what I was doing and broke down into tears. My ornatrix was surprised by my sudden outburst and I was forced to tell her about everything.

20 minutes later Dakota entered and told me what I already knew. He was dead.

Aanandaa- My Farm (From 2015 to September,2015)

On our farm everything is fine....
During our stay in Chandigarh, my mother met a lady who worked with People For Animal Organization, which is based in Chandigarh. They rescue all types of animals and we decided to adopt some dogs from there. So first we got a pregnant half-pom who was abandoned by her previous caretakers in a park. Her name was Julie. She was well trained and could shake hands. We got her and kept her at home for sometime, and then took her to the farm. She loved the farm and one day when we visited, she came and jumped on us, and then pushed us to where 6 tiny, beautiful pups lay with their eyes closed! We later found out that 2 were girls and 4 were boys. we named them Badal, Bhoomi, Barph, Ola, Bijli and Toophan. (These are all Hindi names and are hard to write in English.) Sadly one of the pups- ran away leaving us with 5.  The bad thing is that Julie is very aggressive and doesnt let any of the other dogs come close to her pups. She is an overly protective mother you could say. Many of the dogs have been missing for some time, probably because of her.
Then we adopted another pup. He was a male stray dog and had some wounds and was very thin. Unfortunately we had to leave in a week or so and couldn't take him to the farm because he was very weak. So we left him at our grandparents house and decided to name him Mogli. A few days later we got a call from our grandparents that Mogli had mysteriously died. it was probably because he was so weak.
Now back to the other animals.Im very surprised that i have forgotten to mention our cows, goats and pigs. So we had gotten these animals quite a while ago. Our cows names are Gopi(the bull) and Nandi(the cow). Nandi was always very friendly but Gopi hardly ever let you touch him.
Then come our goats. There names are Hira and Moti(pronounce mo-thee). They are both very friendly but these days Moti has been getting protective and attention seeking. He doesnt let you pet Hira.

There were originally 2 pigs, Bunty and Babli. Babli is very strong and Bunty is slightly weaker. And he suddenly died.  You know pigs are more loyal and smarter than dogs!

Worst day

2014

My summer holidays had begun and I was on my way to Delhi in a plane with my mother. We were to go to the U.S. embassy and stay their for sometime with my aunt. Suddenly the captain informed the passengers that there was going to be turbulence. The plain shook violently and my mother and I were pretty scared. My mother told me to continuously say a prayer in my head for a safe flight. This was the first time I was experiencing turbulence and I was pretty freaked out. And I felt like vomiting. After a lot of drama it all came out. I used 2 vomit bags and the guy next to me was pretty grossed out. Finally the plane landed safely and we took our luggage and made our way to the U.S. Embassy. When we reached we had to immediately go some where for dinner. I had a glass of some Apple juice but I chucked half of it when no one was watching. We got into a cab and all of a sudden I was nauseous again. I tried to hold it but it all came out and it was gross. We reached the venue for dinner and I washed up there and that was my worst day.....

Slavery Part 2

Sorry I forgot to introduce myself. I am Dakota. Now getting back to what happened...

 

My master was lying dead on his bed and I didn't know what to do. I loved my master a lot and  the shock of seeing him dead in front of me brought tears to my eyes. I was shocked and by the time I recovered fellow slave and the masseur Jose had also arrived. I informed Madam who was with her ornatrix in her room. She came with her hair half made. She started crying when she heard the news but there was something strange about her. When I went to tell her she was having an argument with her ornatrix and she seemed to be a bit shaken up. 

As soon as she saw me she got up. Her hair was half done and she looked like she had been crying. Still I didnt say anything about that and told her the bad news. She pushed past me and ran to the other room. But for some reason she didn't look that shocked....