The mystery of the broken skulls


The cold winter morning started with a loud scream of the maid who used to take the 5th lane to go to work. Mr. Chokrobarti was the first one who came to aid the woman and was himself helpless and stunned at the spot. A murder, a brutal murder. The head ripped open as if someone was searching for a diamond within the brains. It was not too late when the enthusiastic crowd of the locality came up to make a self-made barricade around the corpse.

The police arrived and officially fenced the area. One of the constables identified the corpse or whatever was left as the body of Mr. Kaustav Das. He was the neighbor of the constable. A case was file an investigation was started.

“I guess this is not the first”, came a loud and prompt voice from the back.

Everyone moved and cleared the path. What remained at the end was a man in his late 50s, with a sharp nose, well combed white hair, a pair of spectacle, white dhoti and kurta and a pair of sandals, probably from Bata. Saying this he slowly started to come in the light and started talking with the inspector. It was as if the inspector was expecting him, the inspector greeted him and after a short conversation, the old man started investigating the corpse in his own way. The police seemed very calm about this.

The crowd slowly dispersed or as it is they lost interest in the old murder case. Different verdicts about the victim came as to he was a cheat, a fraud, a corrupt man and a drunk, who might have lend money to someone who did this to him or someone had a grudge against him and all sorts.

What interested me the most is what the old man said after his investigation.

“This is the sixth one. And most probably the cruelest one. The two temporal and two parietal are missing”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Well, I read about the bones somewhere”.

Saying this the leftover crowd also dispersed and after the body was taken for forensic test the police also left. Ah! I guess here I should give my own description here before going on with the series of incidents that had happened. I am Tanujit Haldar a first year in masters at English hons and study at the Calcutta University. My native is in Bardhhaman but now I am staying at Anukuk Banerjee’s pg situated at Brabone road. It is a small room that can accommodate two persons. But right now I am the only resident of my room. This is my first month in Kolkata and along with the ups in life staying in a pg has its own downs at the point.

I returned to my pg that day and found out that Mr. Banerjee was standing in front of my room. As soon as he saw he cleared his throat and said,

“Ah! Tanujit I was looking for you. It seems that this gentleman wants a room here since you are living alone I thought of putting him up with you.”

“That’s completely fine, after all, it’s your place.” Said I.

Saying this he said that “The man has gone out I have shown him the place since your room was locked I couldn’t show him the interiors, can you please help him to adjust with the environment, I have to go to the office as this urgent meeting has come up.”

“Sure sir. No problem.”

Saying this Mr. Banerjee left the place. After about 15 minutes I was astonished. It was the same man who was present at the murder scene and was so compatible with the police. The same calm and well-combed man. What happened next was something that I had never experienced in my life. The man pulled his hair which was actually a wig, removed his fake mustache, and specs, and with a cool and calm voice said,

“Hello! I am Somnath Dey, and looks like we will be living together from this day forth”

It took me a complete five no ten minutes to come back to my senses and gather the info and process the details that were going on.

“But, but, u were there, why were you there in a disguise?”

“Getting the face accustomed to the criminals is an occupational hazard, I am a private detective, investigating the case of these mysterious killings that are occurring in Kolkata.”

“Oh! A private detective, but you are so young.”

“Yes, maths hons first year in masters, have some water you need some, and next time take the third left to sweet shop and then from the bakery take a right that’s a shortcut.”

“How did you know I didn’t take that road?”

“its very easy, I saw you way back at the scene of the crime and then I took the route fastest to this place cause I needed to set up my apparatus to test a few things, now there are many ways of coming to this place but from the sweet shop the entire road is narrowed down to only two possible ways one was the one I took which is the fastest way and the less traveled one and the other is the most common path that you took for which it took you longer than me to reach this place. Allowing me to come to talk with the owner and then go out to have a small breakfast.”


Saying this Somnath started to unpack his things and added, “Oh and next time please don’t put the spare key of the room under the rock near the tulsi plant in the yard. I prefer a safer place. I don’t want someone to come and greet me with a gun when I come home. ” saying this he started to laugh.

“I think that this is enough for today”, said I.

Later that evening when Somnath had gone out I was relaxing and thinking that it might get annoying with him, this intelligence is a kind of hindrance to his studies maybe. Suddenly the doors clattered and a gush of wind blew in as soon as I opened the door.  It was Somnath almost after an hour later with a bunch of the books from the library he came in closed the door and sat down at the study.

“Umm Tanujit, I would be much delighted if you could offer me a cup of tea, please. I might just solve the case but this head pain is killing me. ”

“Ahh ah yes. Ok. Just a minute.”

Tea was served and that entire night Somnath spent in the study with the lights on. I did not disturb him as I was a bit tired myself so I went to bed. The next morning started with the loud screams of Somnath crying, “Yes I got it, I got it, I solved the case.”

I went to him and said, “What happened why are you shouting so early in the morning? Did India win the match yesterday night?”

“No, you idiot I just solved the murder mystery of the broken skulls. I completely solved it, I even know who the killer is, what and when his next move will be .”

“Oh really elaborate please.”

“Patience my friend patience, for this last act I need a few props. Time is of the essence. I must get to work immediately.”

Saying this Somnath left the place again. I was annoyed. What would have happened if he had explained? The day moved on as I had scheduled. Peacefully. Somnath was not there. I finished my assignments on time even the mess food was good that day. It was around 4 o clock when someone knocked on the door. I thought it was Somnath so I opened the door without seeing. I looked back when a gentleman cleared his throat and asked, “May I come in? I am Sumit Chokrovarti a friend of Somnath” startled I said “Yes please, but Somnath is not here he had gone out today morning and has not returned since then.”

“It’s ok he is a hard-working boy, and quiet the chain-smoker one of these days his smoking habit is going to kill him”, saying this he started to laugh. I smiled as it was not a good joke to be laughed at. He added, “Do you drink cigarette?”

“No”, I said.

“Do you mind if I?”

“No, it’s ok. Even Somnath drinks so it’s fine.”

The man lit a cigarette chatted for a few more minutes and then went away. Somnath arrived roughly after an hour. Upon his arrival, he suddenly went to the table and picked up a lighter and asked,

“From where did you get this?”

“Some friend of your had come to visit today, maybe he has left it. Why? ”

“And this friend of mine how did he look? Or what did he say his name was?”

“He said his name was Sumit Chokrovarti. He was wearing a black overcoat, a hat and a pair of black goggles, he waited for some time and then he went.”

“From next time please don’t open the door and let people in. I don’t have any friends. The person who cam can you describe him a little more?”

“No from what I recall that was what I saw but why are you asking?”

“This lighter, do you find anything odd?”


“It’s not mine and definitely not yours too, doesn’t that make you a bit suspicious about what it can be?”

“It’s just a light most probably your friend had left it.”

“Again I don’t have any friend Tanujit. I really don’t.”

“Then what are you implying?”

“This my friend here is the ultimate killing device planned to kill both of us the moment I light a cigarette. This is a liquid explosive device the liquid being the gas which you can see and the explosion occurs when someone lights the lighter and pushed the knob as the straw is meant to break causing an explosion. The same principle used in 1987 in a Korean airline killing all 155 passengers. Of course, they used a liquor bottle over there. ”

I was dumbstruck. My entire life flashed before my eyes when I heard the explanation. I said, “thank god I don’t have that dirty habit of you else’s I would have been toast.” Though I was certain that the thing had happened for him. I did not blame him after all he is the one who finally saved me. That night we talked with each other. I felt sorry for him after I heard his story. He was this young bright student from Calcutta University perusing his bachelor’s degree, poor and simple as it can get. Had a beautiful and understanding sister of his age. He said, “We were nearly broke at that time. We had nothing but each other. But on every Sunday we used to buy this cheap pastry from the pastry shop and get some Chinese food and then walk to this hillside sit under a tree and look at the stars and city light and pretend to be the richest kids alive with no worries in life. But life has its own series of unfortunate events. My sister became the sole eye witness to a murder and the day after when I came back all I saw was huge crowd, a pool of blood, a hand lying out from a covered white sheet and people saying how brutally she bleed to death. That was it. My story of why I became a private detective. Why I don’t have friends and why I don’t fear anymore. It’s because I don’t have anything more to lose.”

I did not know what to say, when he suddenly added,” that was until a few days before but alas life and its plans. ” He actually meant me. Saying this he said “ok now listen tomorrow is a big day. For tomorrow we catch the murderer. I will be out the entire day again don’t let anyone come in I have a key ill come in with that”

“I also want to come and see.”

“You want to come? Ok but please stay safe.” saying this he began to laugh.

Even I laughed.

“Ok listen how it is going to go. I have informed the CESE people. At 12:30 am there will be light out and if everything goes Ok the murderer will fall into my trap.”

The day passed and the night fell, a dozen police officer was in place a fake scarecrow kind of doll in Somnath’s hand and a lot of confidence in his face. As the clock struck 12:30 am the lights suddenly went off. Somnath quietly went and placed the doll in a manner that looked like a poor beggar was sleeping, I was astounded to see someone similar sleeping in front getting up slowly in the front and then disappearing in the lane. Once everything was in order the only thing we had to do was wait. After about waiting for an hour we saw that a man covered in thick shawl approaching. From distance it was looking like the person was blind and was using a long metal stick as his eyes. But as soon as I reached the dummy, what ferocity with one strike the head of the dummy was smashed into two then another strike followed by another.

“It’s ok Mr. Samaresh you won’t get the last ethmoid bone from a broken dummy.”

The man got up to charge at Somnath when the inspector came in with his revolver and said,” Don’t even think of it. We have surrounded you drop your weapon.”

“Now Mr. Samaresh, would you explain your behavior or so you want me to explain.”

“What do you mean?” came a loud and distinct voice.

“I mean this murders that you have been doing on these dates it was very easy after you made a slight mistake on your last account. Firstly I would like to point out the motive of the murder. Simple revenge on the Kolkata police to say so. Isn’t it?”

“Low lying pieces of flesh amongst us just taking bribes and passing on responsibilities. My daughter had an accident on the outskirts of the village, people took her to the nearest hospital and admitted her. I reached there as soon as possible to find out my daughter lying out bleeding. Upon asking they said first the permission of the police is required then only we can treat her. I went to the local station, where they said that the area was not under them but the other station so I went there too, where they said the same and sent me back to the previous station. I was roaming station to station and my daughter was dying in the hospital. In the end, I met with an officer who at once took action and said that he would take charge and accompanied me to the hospital but it was too late. She was gone. My only family. I at once knew that something had to be done. Something so bad that these people become a statement of failure.”

“And that’s why the murders. One after the other taking the bones of the head making it look like a serial killing when all it was, was an act of revenge. The first date 19th of May one month right after his daughter had died, in other words, 19-05, if you add the two that’s 19+5 equals 24, that’s 24th of    June, or 24+6 equals 30th of July. Here’s where it gets interesting to note 30 July is 30+7 equals to 37 here he again adds the digit if it goes beyond the days in the month or 3+7 equals 10th of August. The next murder similarly 18th of September, 27th October and finally today the final act 10th November.”

“Good, quiet impressive of you to find the date”, said Mr. Samaresh.

“Thank you but another part need to be solved is how I choose the street that you were going to murder today and the place. You were choosing places that were near the homes of the officers but it needed to be near your home too that’s why you chose this area. Since there are 7 places where and 6 used this was the only spot left. And for the bones, I guess that part was for someone in the force to understand and catch you because in the end you also knew that it was wrong.”

“Very good indeed Mr”

“Mr. Somnath Dey.”

“Mr. Somnath Dey. Said Mr. Samaresh and seemed like he bit something really hard and fell on the ground. We rushed in to see what happened.

“Cyanide Tooth. Very common yet very effective.” Said Somnath.

The police got who they wanted and the murder mystery of the broken skulls was closed forever. I asked Somnath, “hey u said he made a mistake last time what was that?”

“Huh? OH, that. He was a bit careless I had seen all the other skulls since the last skull he broke was a bit too close to an officer’s house he was in a haste and in that he dropped something.”

Saying this Somnath put his hand in the pocket and took out a ring. A very peculiar ring with the makers’ mark.

“After that, it was just connecting the dots.”

“Impressive sir.”

“Hahahaa. Ok now let’s get home quick I need to attend tomorrows first lecture else I will get detained. Please wake help me up if I oversleep.”




A Child’s View

I look at the sky, and then at the sea.

Father and mother, where can you be.

I searched for you my entire life.

But it seems you both like to hide.

My friends at school they beat me and taunt.

Others come in new dress, cycle and flaunt.

Why does grown-up say you live in the stars?

Isn’t that place a bit too far?

If you feel cold hold my hands.

We will talk and walk in this very land.

I wait for the day when you will come.

It’s already a long time hope I don’t get benumb.

Black Holes

The concept of black holes is best explained by the

  1. The theory of special relativity
  2. The theory of general relativity

Proposed by Albert Einstein, but the theory of special relativity was latter said to have weak points and was replaced by the theory of general relativity which dealt with the gravitational wave to explain the concept.

The major figure in understanding the black hole was Stephen Hawking.

What is a Black hole?

A black hole is a dense spherical object with size very less to mass. Due to high gravitational pull even light cannot escape a black hole (let G be the gravity r radius and k some constant and given relation G=k/r2 , so if r decreases the gravitational pull increases).

Till date no one knows exactly how a black hole is from the inside, there are only guesses with 2 output

  1. The inner effect: – which no one is sure of.
  2. The outer effect: – which is a known set of events that leads to a certain conclusion (conclusions formed by comparing with what we see) and based on that the inner effects are proposed (i.e. might be possible activities that are going on inside a black hole).

An important term that comes up here at this point is the event horizon.

The event horizon is a bright region on the extreme edge of the black hole where the light is trapped.

A new concept that has come to the horizon is the string theory, Sting theory describes things about the black hole which cannot be explained by the theory of relativity. The string theory for the time only explains what happens in the event horizon and not what’s going inside the black hole.

New technology that is being discussed by the scientist to explore more about what is there inside the black hole is the gravitational waves.

For more knowledge and reference on the black hole, the most popular referrals are written by Kip Throns, Stephen Hawking.



A Kill For A Kill.

“Ready, take aim.”


“Sir, sir, quick take cover we are under attack. Man down, I repeat man down send in the medics. Fort lockdown.”

“Another day another corrupt officer gone. Ok, tell me the way out Peter.”

“Rusty shot. Missed the sweet spot though.”

“Says the person who can’t even hold a gun.”

“Shut up dude I can do more damage from my room than you can do in a year’s work.”

“Then why do you need me?”

“Well someone out there needs to pull the trigger. Now shut up and listen the elevator is coming get in it and go to the 4th floor, from there take the stairs and go to the 1st-floor bathroom, you have the rope right.”


“Good, climb down the building from there.”

Dave and Peter were the two bounty hunters who worked for the cops. Whenever the cops needed someone of a high stature to be taken out, or some dirty job to be done they would hire this set of professional hacker and sniper. Dave had got 21 confirm kills till date and Peter had hacked some of the most secured buildings. The first mission they were put together went horribly wrong as neither had trust in each other. Then slowly with time they build in the faith and became the top of their kind.

“The next one don’t be so rusty.”

“Shut up and direct properly next time.”

They were talking to each other when suddenly the phone rang. It was officer Caffree he said that someone had hacked into their system and something strange is happening with all their machines. At once the duo rushed to the office to examine the scene.

Upon their arrival, Peter looked into the matter and within 2 mints and 10 sec declared that it was a Beatrix Cleo. A very high form of hack where the entire organization system is hacked and a route map is created in the form of a circular structure called tunnel and then penetrate and destroy or break down the entire system. Only very few people in the world knew about this.

“Can you hack it back?” asked officer Caffree.

“I created it. Wait I’ll just check the system and find out the center.”

After a few minutes and a lot of clicks, the center was located right next to the building. A small coffee shop. The police rushed in to find the culprit, but the shop was already empty by then. A short notice was left by the table saying.



“The river is great,

It’s water so cool,

O my merry man,

You are a fool

A revenge is left

And it will be served

A kid has grown

And your punishment is deserved”

No one could make sense from that except for David but he didn’t let anyone notice it right at that moment. David and Peter went to have their lunch and over there David said that

“Do you remember our first day together, we quarreled a lot that day, it was a cold night by the river Darling, one more thing happened that night which I didn’t tell you. That night I actually shot a wrong man at point blank, before I killed the actual target. The man was with his daughter and they both were laughing because of our quarrel I jumped ahead of time and pulled the trigger”

“What the hell man, what did you do? You never say that part to me.”

“I know. This poem is exactly what happened, I am scared now.”

“Ya world-class sniper now afraid of a small girl”

“Well the girl was smart enough to hack your created system and then run away from the crime scene”

“Ya, that’s a fact.”

That night David was scared for the first time but he didn’t let anyone notice that. He continued with his daily chores the next day. That entire day Peter was nowhere to be seen.

David locked himself inside and then remained there the entire day, “why provoke the killer if she’s after me”, he thought to himself. Later that night David received a letter, it had a bullet and a letter saying

“Come you or I come

It remains all the same

Your life is so funny

It’s such a shame

Let’s play a game

Of shoot on site

I’ll be the killer

So let’s see if you make through to the night”

David was never more scared in his entire life than this. He came out of the house and shouted “Who’s there? What do you want?” No replies came. David went back inside the house. Shut the door and waited for Peter to come.


Peter entered the house late at night and went to David’s room. David immediately explained to him what had happened and showed him the letter and the bullet that he received. Peter took a deep breath and then sat down on the chair. Laughing at David he pulled out his gun. David was more shocked than anyone. He asked “Wait, but why?”


Peter said “Remember that yesterday you told me about a man that had died, actually you killed him to be precise. That man was my sister’s husband you shot the man in cold and then what did you do, after that, ran, and didn’t even stop to take the little girl to a nearby shed or call an ambulance. The girl also died that night in the cold holding on to his dead father’s body. My sister also committed suicide after a few days of not being able to take the pain. Imagine a family finished just within a few days no investigations no question it’s all over before you know all because you had the license to kill and a gun from the police”

“Look, Peter, I am sorry, that was an accident and it all happened in the past. You don’t need to do this now.”

“Shut up. Just shut up. Do you even know how much I loved my sister after our parents died she did everything that she could to raise me and here you say it’s an accident? You know how many times I thought of killing you before this.”

“Then why didn’t you do so?”

“I needed a plan, couldn’t do something rusty that would backfire on me right. Took me long enough to figure, but I finally made it. I had my hunches long back that it was you and so I made up that cyber hack scene yesterday to confirm my suspicions and you played just like I thought.”

“What do you plan to do now?” asked David

“Well you see this gun has your prints all over it, and I sent a letter to the police stating that you asked to do that hack yesterday so that you could run some experiments on some people on the street and that if I did not help you, you would shoot me. Moreover, I am becoming old too also maybe it’s time I’ll join my sister and play with my niece up there. A kill for a kill right David.” saying that bang a loud sound came and Peter was lying on the ground in a pool of blood.


Punishment for murder.—whoever commits murder shall be punished with death, or [imprisonment for life], and shall also be liable to fine.

The Rich & The Poor.

There was this bridge and it needed a huge toll

To join children with their dreams and goal

The rich made it through and the poor were left

In need of food, they take to theft

The places for the children were filled up only by the rich

And their parents thought how special they were

Instead of filing the breach

To us, as a human, it’s a great shame

To force the children to play this rich and poor game.


“Ma, yesterday you told me that the world is exactly how we want to see it.

But today at the park when I was playing in the sandbox a kid in nice dress came and started to play with me. I looked at him smiled and gave him my broken bucket to play with, but suddenly his mom came and threw my bucket away and said really bad words to me and started to look at me as if I was a thief or someone very bad.

Ma I looked at him in exactly the way you taught me with a smile and simple heart then why did his mom look at me in such a way?”

After hearing this Theodor’s mom couldn’t find a way to explain his 5 years old son the difference between the rich and the poor.

The Gift

Thomas was thinking about the perfect gift for her widowed mother on her 75th birthday. It had been one year since Thomas was working in the USA. The days were slowly closing yet Thomas could not find the perfect gift in the whole of Manhattan. He roamed from shops to shops after his work and described how his mother was in a hope that, maybe the shopkeeper could suggest him some gift.

Back in India somewhere a scared and lonely old woman had found the courage to finally live alone with a set of workers who would come only for an hour or two every day. It was nearly a year now since Thomas left for the job in the USA. The bird that was caged by duties toward her husband and son was finally free now. But alas! Being caged for such a long time made her forget how exactly to fly and how the fresh wind feels when one flies in the open. The old bird now just somehow manages to live the days without emotions.

It was just useless he thought, nothing in the USA could give his mother the perfect blend of happiness and excitement. He all the more felt ashamed that from the recent workload he forgot how his mother exactly was. Phone and letters do not build that connection with your loved ones especially when you are away from home and made a lot of friends.

That day Thomas sat down and started to think what could be the perfect gift. Could it be a beautiful sari? Could it be a nice watch? He then started to picture his mother and slowly started to ride down in his memory lane. He remembered that how his mother used to complete his notes which he left at school when he was a young boy, how his mother forced him to joined every extracurricular activity just to see if he had any hidden talents, how she would use to sit by him every time during exam and tell him to read the text thoroughly. Some nights how she missed her own dinner so that he could have a morsel and how well she pretended to be ok every time she was sick. How she supported him when his father passed away and then finally made him the person who he is today. A teardrop rolled down his cheek and almost immediately he knew what the perfect gift for his mother was.

On the day of her mother birthday at an unusual time, the doorbell rang. Thomas’s mom was in between her regular prayers. The irregular yet distinct sound pattern made her heart young again. She thought to herself that could it be and rushed to open the door and to her surprise, she found Thomas with his suitcase hugging her tightly and whispering in her ears “a very happy birthday ma.”

The Scientist

After many failed attempts David was finally successful in creating a poison so deadly that a single drop could kill an entire person. He was very proud of his own invention and was glad that he was able to carry out the orders of his seniors, just in time. It was nearly remarkable in the eyes of the other fellow scientists that how quickly one could create such a deadly vile of poison. It was the during the times of wars that he along with few other scientists were asked to create a poison so deadly that a single drop could kill an entire grown person.

After reporting to the major he came back to his lab and was dancing with joy and smiling, holding his own creation in his hand. How he wished his sister could see the progress he made since the time she went missing. After the death of both of his parents, his sister was the only one who took care of him and raised him. It was during a flee that he and his sister got separated. It was one of the policemen who found him, raised and trained him.

The major asked David to come with him to the ceremony where for the first time his poison would be tested on a living being. David was overjoyed as it was the first time he was invited to any ceremony where he would be surrounded by people of such high stands.

The next day David was dressed in his finest of clothes and was ready hours before the carriage was to arrive. The carriage arrived, picked up David and went straight to the place where the ceremony was taking place. It was a grand gathering under the open sky, filled with stars. In spite of the tension between the two countries, the ambassador of the neighboring country was also present. He looked at the major and asked him that how the plan was going to be executed under such high security. The major smiled and looked at him and said that it’s all been taken care of.

David was entirely unaware of the fact as to how the major planned to play his cards. It was just minutes when David had finally started to enjoy the party when he heard screams of women and immediately after that gun fires. A man who bumped into him said that a woman was poisoned to death and there had been an attempt to kill the ambassador of the neighboring nation in the chaos. The second part was not as good as the first part sounded to David. He smiled to himself in a devious way and crept in to see the face of his first victim. There were still gunfire’s as now the guards were answering back, however dangerous he was desperate to see who the first victim was, so he slowly crawled on the ground and reached the spot. The major and most of the others had taken shelter by then. Upon reaching there he turned the body to see his sister’s face.