Krishna stood at the door of his house sighing and hesitating to open the door. He was very much reluctant to let his father see him covered in cuts and bruises. Being the son of one of the most celebrated scientists in the world was both awesome and scary. While his own father didn't push his ideals on him, Krishna was determined to follow in his father's footsteps. The father-son pair had a good relationship and Krishna looked at him as a strong support in life. But his father wasn't perfect. He also showed weaknesses and one such time was when he would see Krishna wounded. He would go from strong and calm to worried and panicky in a matter of milliseconds.
Today would be especially brutal as the fight he had gotten in was harsh. He was always good at sports and his father gave special attention to him learning self defense. He also worked hard in his studies to follow in the footsteps of his father. Thus he was very reluctant to see his father panic and become unhappy due to him.
The fight this time happened because of another bunch of jealous guys. Krishna was a handsome young man who appeared excellent in almost everything he did. But such excellence came at a certain cost. He had no friends but seemed to have a lot of enemies. Today he fought 10 guys who had come to harass him due to their jealousy. He had gotten extremely late due to it and coupled with his reluctance at what was about to happen he took his sweet time coming back home.
Bracing himself Krishna opened the door and called out. "Father I am home".
He removed his shoes and went inside looking for his father who generally worked from home as he was well to do and had his own lab. Hearing nothing Krishna looked into the kitchen first. Seeing nothing he went to living room to see if his father was lounging there or taking a break.
He smiled when he saw his father's familiar back against the sofa and approached asking. "Father what's with you sitting all silent in the living room"
Just as he took a few steps into the living room he stopped as he saw a line of black liquid coming from under the sofa. His heart started hammering as he thought of the worst possible outcome and carefully walked to the sofa avoiding the line of black liquid. His eyes widened as he saw his worst nightmare instantly became a reality. There lay his father, brutally slashed and murdered.
Krishna froze for what seemed like an eternity and then he started crying madly at the lost of his only family member. But even as he was bawling his eyes out his father's training kicked in. He immediately called the police and tiptoed back to the door as he waited for them to arrive. He knew what he had to do and the first step was to call the police and let them investigate.
He calmed down eventually as he recalled his father's words.
"Death is just another beginning"