The body..

They found him lying in a pool of blood on the sands in the beach. The blood mixed with the wet sand was ravishing red but not pungent. His hands were tied with coconut ropes which were sold at a nook corner of the beach. The location was quite strange for such a horrible murder, because it was usually a lovers’ paradise. The quiet beach with the mountains in the back drop and warm, wet sand to stroll through and perfect palm trees and think bushes around. The body lying beneath the tree suggested that it was in harmony with the colors around and above it.

His hair was stranded. There was a calm sense prevailing in his face. It showed no emotions what so ever, but just at the look of it one got the feeling of content and warmth. It was as if he was fully content with the state his body was in. His back was stabbed with the tree branch lying beside the body now, and his white shirt with the red blood was like a new fashion statement. His rugged beard was smeared with blood as well, and his face was beaten up with such violence that it felt as if it had been banged to the rocks a thousand times. But still his eyes stood still, wide open. They looked as if they were searching for something for a long time, and had got them finally with the state he was in. Blood trickling from the nose had dried up, and looked like the icing on a cake.

His body was bruised badly, and his hands and legs showed signs of him being whipped like a cow on its back. His denim jeans, torn at the feet, were subject to the tide waters all night, and so were like fresh vegetables ready to be cooked. His fingers seemed as if they were bitten, by human or by animals it made no difference. But his palms looked as if they were desperate to hold to something very dear, but couldn’t. There was a sense of desire in those fingers. A desire to move. But in a position that they cannot. The body was still, and the hair moved gently in the sea breeze blowing in the quiet morning.

People were all around the place. For this was the first time they had heard of news about a murder in this place famous as a cupid’s home. The police came around, sealed the place for security. Called up the ambulance and started looking for clues. They searched virtually everywhere except for the deep blue waters. This was their first case in many many years, and the first murder case within their police station limits. They had only solved burglaries till now. But never murders. This was the first one, and it was a brutal one to start with. Amid sobs from the local junta,The ambulance arrived. They cleaned up the body. As soon as they lifted the body and were pushing it into the van, the police had found their clue.
It was a clue. But it left them clueless.
It said “ I love you ra – From your sweetheart” on the sand beneath the body..