Latest Our Students Work

Category: Mystery Tale

A Well Played Theft I Student Yatharth Chowdhary I Creative Writing Program

By admin in Creative Writing, Mystery Tale, Original Stories on July 24, 2023

An original mystery story, written by our student Yatharth Chowdhary.

Yatharth is a student in Grade 9 studying at the prestigious Asian World School, Jaipur. We are proud to have him as a student of the Creative Writing Program through Applied Storytelling under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Yatharth for this exemplary true self-expression.

A Well-Played Theft

It was a hot and humid night. Around 2:00 AM, Rajesh heard a loud bang. He leaped out of bed and rushed downstairs, only to find his grandmother’s vase shattered. To his dismay, he discovered that five paintings had been stolen from his house. Without wasting a moment, he immediately called the detective. Soon enough, the detective arrived at the crime scene, carefully collected the broken pieces of the vase, and sent them for fingerprint testing. Assuring Rajesh, he said, “There’s no need to worry. I’ll do my best to solve this case as soon as possible.”

The following morning, Rajesh visited the police station where the test results had just arrived. Surprisingly, the fingerprints matched Rajesh’s own. Perplexed, Rajesh explained, “That’s because I moved the vase to a different location yesterday afternoon.” After pondering for a while, the detective decided to return to the crime scene.

There were no footprints inside or outside the house. The detective inspected the walls where the paintings had been hanging. The entire wall was devoid of fingerprints, but there was a layer of dust around the spots where the paintings had been.

Returning to the police station, the detective asked Rajesh, “Do you have any enemies or anyone with whom your relationship has turned bad? Have you had any recent conflicts?”

Rajesh pondered for a moment and replied, “No one comes to mind… Oh, wait! There’s Ram. We’ve been good friends since the 5th grade. We used to study, sit, play, and eat together at school. But a few days ago, for some reason, he started accusing me of conspiring against him at work.”

“What was the conflict about exactly?”

“We both work at The Times of India. He accused me of spreading rumours about him working simultaneously for another newspaper company.”

The detective proceeded to search Ram’s house for the stolen paintings. Eventually, he discovered them hidden in Ram’s garage. Ram was immediately arrested and taken to the police station for questioning. When confronted about the paintings and the fight with Rajesh, he strongly denied any involvement and claimed his innocence. However, the detective decided to pay Ram’s house another visit.

Returning to the garage, the detective observed the paintings. Strangely, there were no fingerprints, no dust, as if they were brand new. Returning to the police station, he reconsidered the events once more.

His assistant inquired, “Sir, we have arrested the culprit. Why are you still pondering over the case?”

The detective replied, “I believe there’s more to this than meets the eye.”

“But all the evidence points towards Ram.”

“Does it? All we have are the stolen paintings, and they lack any fingerprints. Ram hasn’t confessed. How will we prove in court that it wasn’t a setup?”

“All right, let’s review the events again. First, there was a dispute between Rajesh and Ram at The Times of India… That’s it! The case may have just been solved!”

In the courtroom…

The Judge addressed the detective, saying, “So, the plaintiff has presented the entire story. Now, do you have any evidence, officer?”

The detective stepped forward and stated, “Your Honor, this entire case is a setup. Ram is innocent, and the true culprit is Rajesh!”

The courtroom fell into silence, everyone shocked by the revelation.

Continuing, the detective explained, “You see, Your Honor, Rajesh claimed that he and Ram work together at The Times of India. So, I visited their workplace and spoke with their boss. He informed me that he had offered both of them a promotion due to their exceptional work and with that, hefty salary increases. However, only one of them could be promoted. Your Honor, their boss decided to promote Ram, and this is the very reason why Rajesh framed Ram for theft. His plan was for Ram to end up in jail while he would secure the promotion.”

Rajesh interrupted, “This is merely a fabricated story, a theory. How can you prove it?”

The detective calmly responded, “Patience, I have evidence. Your Honor, while I was at The Times of India, I discussed their supposed ‘fight’ with their boss and colleagues. It turned out that there were no rumours or conflicts between them. Rajesh made up the entire story to have Ram arrested. Additionally, Rajesh’s plan was foolproof, except for one detail he missed. There is a CCTV camera in Ram’s garage, and the footage clearly shows Rajesh’s face. Here are the photos for your perusal.”

The judge addressed Rajesh, “All the evidence points against you. Do you have anything further to say?”

Rajesh finally admitted, “All right, fine! I did all of this to frame Ram, so I could get the promotion. I work harder than him; I deserve that promotion.”

Ram was devastated and remarked, “After all these years, you’re willing to sacrifice our friendship for a promotion? If I had known how badly you wanted it, I would have asked the boss to give it to you.”

The judge concluded, “Based on the evidence provided by the police, the court rules in favor of the defendant. The plaintiff is hereby sentenced to one year of imprisonment. The court is adjourned.”

As the judge left the courtroom, Ram approached the detective and expressed his gratitude, “Thank you so much. Without you, I could have been unjustly imprisoned.”

The detective humbly replied, “We are simply doing our job. As long as there are police and the judiciary, justice will always be served.”

Leave your valuable comments for encouraging our students to innovate, explore and express more.

Connect with us: +91 9166488881/notjusttales09@gmail.com to enroll your 6 to 15 years old child in our Public Speaking, Theatre, Drama, Storytelling & Creative Writing, online or offline program in Jaipur.

 

The Mystique Mansion I Student Asmi Gupta I Little Writers Program

By admin in Creative Writing, Descriptive Writing, Mystery Tale, Spooky Stories on January 25, 2023

An original story written by our student Asmi Gupta.

Asmi is 15 years old and from Jaipur, Rajasthan. She is inspired by the inequalities, taboos, and superstitions that are prevalent in society. She loves to write because she believes she can bring a positive change in society through her writings. We are proud to have her as a student of the Little Writers Program, an Online Creative Writing Program using Applied Storytelling & Theatre tools under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Asmi for this exemplary true self-expression.

The Mystique Mansion

Lily always hated visiting her grandmother. The mighty mansion which stood in front of it terrified her. She had heard mysterious tales about it, an old lady who lived in their ages ago was murdered by a band of brigands. It was known that the economic value of the mansion was around 1 million pounds. Later, the murderers were found dead deep in the dark forest and the lady was lost forever. People said that she had died but lily’s grandmother warned her that the old lady is a demon and she would not like anyone, anyone in her lovely mansion, she said frowning at lily.

Lily and her grandmother just had their dinner and her grandmother ordered her to go into her bedroom. In the dark midnight, Lily was having a perfect refreshing sleep when a peculiar sound broke the silence and created a monotonous atmosphere in the room. She opened the curtains and glanced through the window; a small girl was weeping and whining just at one of the corners of the mansion. Lily was scared but she was a munificent person and ran downstairs.  Went near the mansion and saw what. The girl was gone. It was a cloudless black night and the moon shone brightly. The mansion was guarded by a black cat whose monstrous green eyes were blood-curdling. Lily removed the branches and twigs, opened the door, and walked on the pathway. A large oak tree nestled at the corner and looked as dull as grey as if it doesn’t have the will to live anymore. The broken windows shuttered, the pale leaves rustled, and the wind was as loud as a lion’s roar and as cold as misery. Lily shivered and stood rooted to the ground for some time, at one point in time she thought about the warning but on the other hand, was eager to know about the tale of the old lady. She unlocked the massive monolithic door which made a creepy creaking sound. it was a massive corridor as cold as the arctic, as black as midnight, and as desolate as a desert. She shuddered at each creak of the old enigmatic stairs, but it didn’t interrupt her determination to make it to the room on the first floor when her eyes came out of her sockets, a shadow flickered at the corner of her vision. Shivers went down her spine and a puff of breath on the back of her neck. She shrieked the girl was right after her, her face covered with untangled long-lasting hair and her creepy smile piercing from it and ………………… They were gone. A couple of weeks passed, and lily’s wanted posters were pasted on every single tree and pole.

Lily’s grandmother was aware that the old lady’s soul had abducted her adorable granddaughter’s soul and a séance needed to be performed. Without any delay, she called her friend tom who was an expert in talking to souls and frequently performed séance. It was difficult to catch that evil phantom, but lily’s grandmother was so obsessed with a lily that she could not leave her alone. All the requirements were performed and finally, the séance started, after a couple of hours the phantom arrived and with her was sweet little lily who was screaming in pain and fear. Terrified. the phantom had to kill lily for her freedom but at the right time when he was about to stag the dagger right in the center of her heart, Tom sprinkled an auspicious powder which burnt her, and she was gone forever.

Lily hugged her grandma tight and apologized to her, in spite her warning she entered the mansion. But her grandma kissed her and told her that she was so brave. These few weeks were the most memorable yet horrifying experiences of lily’s life. She understood what can happen when you do not listen to your elders.

The next day lily’s parents arrived and cuddled her, they knew what had happened in the past few weeks. Lily was going to enter the car when she finally looked at the mansion and………… the little girl was looking at her from the window on the highest tower of the mansion, lily felt a sensation of a hand on her shoulder. She was speechless.

Please leave your valuable feedback in the comment box to motivate our student.

 

About Us

At Not Just Tales we dive deeper into our Indian cultural and heritage tales like Folklore, Jatakas, Panchatantra, Mythology, Hitopadesa to find solutions to our modern day challenges.
“Stories that you tell yourself either builds you or breaks you. Choose the right story for you and others. What story would you like to be remembered as? ”

Khusshbo

Follow & Share