Chapter 5

September 2009, Gurgaon

“Why is this seeming to be so easy? I feel as if I am missing something. What is it? The thing I haven’t pondered upon is the reason why they kidnapped my mother. There has to be a motive. Every criminal has a motive. I can tell one thing for sure, that they intend to kill my mother. It is simple why- They know that we are poor, and asking poor people for money is as good as trying to talk to a deaf person. So what do they want? There may be a high probability that it has nothing to do of me. So did mother do something? Nope. I don’t think so. My mother never supported my father or my brother in their activities. Then, it seems my late brother or father has something to do with this. But why wait for such a long time? And firstly, what did my father or brother do? This is getting more and more complicated. Let me focus on the problem at hand first- Saving my mother.” Tanishk thought.

Tanishk needed to see where his mother was being held as hostage. He had to know how many people were guarding the building. He had guessed that there were around 25 people who would be guarding the place, after all they were professionals.

Tanishk had one disadvantage- He couldn’t see them. The place where their mother was held as hostage was completely isolated. It seemed to have no shop or mall nearby; this meant that Tanishk couldn’t hack into any of the cameras nearby, as there weren’t any. This all meant that Tanishk couldn’t track the doings of his kidnappers.

“This is not good.” he muttered.

He looked out through the small window, and could see the sun setting. It created an illumination of the sky being yellowish orange. The birds were seeking their nests. The children were going back to their homes. The farmers were appreciating themselves for their hard work. It looked as if the darkness was taking over the light of the sun. The clouds of the night soon took over the sky. And shortly after, the moon and the stars illuminated the sky. 

This all made Tanishk want to be in his home, with his mother cooking his favourite dish- Paneer. He wanted his mother to come back.

These thoughts made him hate the kidnappers even more, which further triggered determination in him.

This was what was different in Tanishk. His emotions triggered his brain to work more effectively. This is quite the opposite of what happens to the normal human brain. When someone normal experiences emotions, he often takes impulsive and imprudent decisions. This is why a man should always think before he acts, whatever the situation maybe.

He had now decided what he had to do- he would go to Islampur the next day. He had all this worked out in his brain. He had calculated all the risks involved with this feat, but this was the only option.

He would have an advantage over the kidnappers- The element of surprise. He had already figured out that his stalkers would consider him going to Islampur as a mere coincidence. But still, he had to make sure that his stalkers never thought otherwise.

Mr. Sharma soon approached him.

“Son, don’t you want to go home?”

“I do. Just a minute.” Tanishk quickly deleted all his work on the computer, and reassembled the CPU to its normal state. He didn’t need any of that information now. His mind had stored all those things well. After all, he possessed an eidetic memory. He also had Hyperthymesia. This worked for the better of him.

Too many good qualities in one person, the world is just unfair, isn’t it?

He then left the cyber café and slowly headed towards his home. He could see his stalkers clearly. It was as if they weren’t even trying to be stealthy. Tanishk had planned everything now. He was almost confident in his plan. Little did he know that things rarely go as planned.