The car stopped and someone groggily came down the car. But at this time, Om didn't have any time to pay attention to that person. His whole focus was on the person who was lying on the ground, bleeding and his hands and foot bent at a weird angle. This person was none other than…..Saksham.
Seeing this, Om's pupil widened to an unprecedented level. Om was so stunned that he forgot everything that was happening around him. He sat on the ground with a blank expression on his face. Everything disappeared from his sight and only Saksham's body remained in his eyes.
He felt like he was dreaming. The good brother he had made just this morning, was going to die in front of him just like that? And, for what? For saving his pitiful life? If Saksham died like that, then his life would also be pointless. At this moment, Om's chest seemed to weigh down with countless things. Guilt and unbearable guilt was weighing down on Om's chest like a heavy boulder. He couldn't live on with such a guilty conscious.
So much feeling of guilt made Om subconsciously want to blame it on somebody else other than himself. He subconsciously didn't want to admit that Saksham's current state was his fault. 'Yes, this was that driver's fault.' Thinking till here, the unbearable guilt all converted into boundless anger. Now, Om was angry on the driver for driving so badly. For hitting so many innocent people…..for killing his good brother.
"What the f*ck!? Look at what you ants have done to my car! My whole car is done for now! ARGH!! Now, my dad won't even buy me a new one! This is all because of these f*cking ants! SH*T!SH*T!Sh*T! What do I do now? What do I do?" The person who came out of the car shouted angrily.
Hearing this voice pulled Om out of his dream-like state. Only now did Om hear all the agonizing cries, pitiful wails, and crazed laughs. The whole place seemed do become like hell with blood and bodies spread everywhere. This atmosphere made Om even angrier. 'Yes, all this was this guy's fault. He killed all of them…..He IS the one who killed Saksham.' This thought was like the water that was poured into the hot oil. Om felt more and more agitated as he thought about it.
Om's whole body started shaking heavily. His eyes were red and his fists were clenched. Om finally found a source of outlet for his anger. He stood up with his head down. As he stood up, he slowly started walking like a zombie towards the guy who was still cursing the people loudly.
Seeing that someone was coming towards him, the guy turned his face and looked at Om. He suddenly shouted, "Don't you dare come towards me, you ant. Otherwise, I will kill you!"
Om didn't stop and still walked towards him slowly, as if he hadn't heard what he had said. The guy once again threatened, "What do you want to do? Don't even think about touching me! Do you know who I am? I am mi-"
"I didn't ask neither do I care who you are! All I want to do is….KILL YOU!!" Om suddenly lifted his head and shouted.
Seeing the red eyes, and the fearful momentum that was coming out Om's body, that guy was scared. He felt like he was being stared at by a very fierce beast. If he even dared to budge, that beast would swallow him whole.
Feeling scared, the guy said stuttering, "Sta…Stay there! I am telling you, don't you dare touch me. If you…you dared to do something, my father would not let you go!"
"I won't touch you, believe me. They will." Om pointed at the injured people and the people who were still mourning for their dead ones. Suddenly he shouted out loud.
"My fellow brothers and sisters," Om shouted emotionally, "How do you feel now? Devastated? Dreaming? Saddened? Or all of these at the same time? How do I know, you ask? Because I am feeling the same right now. My friend died right now in front of me and I couldn't do anything. I could only watch as THIS ANIMAL drove over my good brother. And I know you are also the victim of this animal's rash driving. You have also lost your loved ones because of him."
Om suddenly screamed, "BUT! Don't mourn now! Now, is not the time! The person who did this to us, to our loved one is still standing here in one piece and cursing us! Cursing us that it was our own fault for walking here," On asked, "What do you think! Was it our fault or his?"
As everyone heard Om's speech, they felt more and more angry. The anger in their eyes started burning very brightly. All their sadness slowly started turning into hate. Hate, for the guy who was driving the car. 'Why did he have to do this? Why did he have to kill our family?' This question was revolving in their heads. There were some who had lost their brother or sister. Some lost their parents, some lost their elders, and one even lost his wife. You can only guess how much sadness and grief were they feeling right now!
Even the people, who were recording this and standing there as if watching a show, were feeling very sad. When they heard Om's speech, the blood of the onlookers started to boil, especially young people. They could now wait to beat the sh*t out of that guy. The other people were also very angry. Some even called the police and ambulance.
And at this time, the one who had lost his wife, suddenly shouted, "NO! It was his fault!"
Hearing this shout, more and more people raised their heads with hatred-filled eyes, glaring at the culprit of all this.
As Om heard this, he once again shouted, "Did we do anything to deserve this?"
"NO!!!"
This time, the number of people who shouted was even more.
"Do you think this kind of scum should be left roaming in our society?" Om shouted hoarsely.
"NO!!!!!!!"
This time, even the onlookers were infected by the atmosphere, as they also shouted with all their might.
This time Om slowed down his pace and said word-by-word, "DO YOU THINK HE SHOULD BE SPARED AFTER ALL that HE HAS DONE?"
"HELL NO!!!!!!"
Everyone shouted with red eyes and a hoarse voice. Their fists were clenched and the veins could be clearly seen on their necks as they shouted. It was as if hundreds of people were shouting at the same time. This voice scared the sh*t out of the culprit as he almost shat his pants.
He had already been dumbfounded when he heard Om's speech. He could not believe that this time he had hit a huge boulder. Previous times, when something like this happened, his dad would have sent people at his location quickly and he would be then sent to his house safely. But this time, he wasn't so sure that he would reach his house in one piece.
"So, what are you waiting for? Come, on! F*ck this guy!!!" Om pointed at the dumbfounded culprit and rushed towards him quickly.
Hearing Om's voice was like a war bugle, indicating the start of the war. And their enemy was standing just in front of them. So, they also shouted and rushed towards him. There more than 30 people who were rushing towards him. 5 were live streaming this on the social media platforms and others were busy calling the police and ambulance.
Om was the first one to reach the culprit as he was the one who was standing closest to him. When he reached him, he punched his guts immediately.
Bang!
"PuH!" The culprit vomited everything he had eaten for the lunch.
But Om didn't stop here. He kicked him on his chest which sent the culprit flying for 3-4 meters. Now, Om stopped and started walking back. Why? Because, it the crowd's turn now.
The angry crowd rushed in quickly and started beating the culprit left and right with stopping. The culprits face had already been stepped on by the angry crowd many times and it had swollen into a pig's head right now.
Om slowly dragged his feet towards the Saksham's body as he slowly knelt down in front of him. He looked at his face and slowly, a teardrop fell from his eyes. After venting out his anger, Om had calmed down. He slowly accepted the fact that Saksham's current state was his own fault. He could not help but want to kill himself too. But wouldn't that be a waste of Saksham's effort to save him?
He sat down on the ground and lifted Saksham's head and placed it on his lap. He sorrowfully looked at the sky as if trying to find the maker sitting up there, watching all this unfold.
Suddenly, Om's eyes widened as felt something. He immediately turned his head and looked at Saksham suspiciously. After a few seconds, his face once again changed greatly. But this time, it was filled with excitement. He immediately jumped up like a madman and rushed towards the road, ignoring what the crowd did to the culprit, and called for a taxi. He then picked up Saksham's body lightly and placed it on the back seat of the taxi and quickly told the driver to drive to the nearest hospital.