Short Story 3
Mr. Deviant R.I.P
Mr. Love, the butcher of Normal Street, renowned for his swift hands, slaughtered Mr. Deviant in the name of God. Mr. Deviant has travelled beyond the street, and was therefore a headache for all. He questioned the agents of God, sometimes the concept of God and always the existence of God. He was not supposed to be left to rot as the butcher believed that he will pollute the air and the sin of slaughter will be washed away when it is served as food.
The butcher gave the flesh to his lover, Ms. Kind, who owned a small restaurant in Normal Street. He told her that it was Mr. Deviant, and she asked “The devil’s son? People say that he got his name from the devil, is that true?” The butcher disagreed to that and said that he is not the devil’s son, but that he says we were not made by God but we evolved from other animals. The butcher joked that Deviant might have been born from a monkey. Ms. Kind, due to her curious mind, asked, “He says he has travelled beyond the Street.” Mr. Love, angry at her continuous questioning shouted, “There is nothing beyond the Normal Street.” He reminded her that if she keeps on asking questions like this she will be arrested by the NSPD (Normal Street Police Department). Then he explained how difficult it was for him to close his victim’s eyes. Then to ease his work he plucked those eyes out.
Mr. Deviant was all over the restaurant ten days later. He got transformed into shawarma and barbeque, crawled inside burritos, sandwiches and burgers, and was even served in the guise of chicken, beef and pork. His blood was served as drink. Everyone from the normal street ate him that day. They were always ready to swallow what was given to them. No one complained about a difference in the taste, and some even complimented Ms.Kind for her new recipe. Ms. Kind got married to Mr. Love a few months later.
Five years passed. Mr. and Mrs. Love started blaming themselves for the drastic change in the perspective of the people of Normal Street. One talked about evolution, and one about Big Bang. Some spoke about bio politics, and some about body politics. People started questioning the creation theory. Mr. and Mrs. Love found themselves to be responsible for this change as the change started occurring after the day Mr. Deviant was served as a food. They used to listen to all the speeches of a religious leader who claimed that eating beef will alter the character of a person and he will have the traits of a cattle. This made them completely believe that they have sinned by making everyone question the existing belief systems. They sacrificed their lives, believing that eating them will purify the people of Normal Street. Their suicide note explained the reason for their suicide and the crime they have committed.
The NSPD who investigated the case recovered the suicide note and locked it in the evidence room. No one other than the police officers ever saw the suicide note. One police officer, Mr.Cook, who was fascinated by the claim of Mr. and Mrs. Love wanted to experiment what they had said. He broke into the mortuary and stole the body of Mr. Love. He carefully cookedthe body. Mr. Cook boiled the body well to kill the pathogens, he added more spices than usual to make it consumable. He had Mr. Love for dinner and on the next day the officer fell sick. And he confessed that he ate Mr. Love at the hospital. The doctor said that it was the spices that he overused that caused him gas in his stomach, and not the flesh of Mr. Love. He said that he has boiled the flesh well to kill the germs and used more spices to make it eatable. The doctor laughed at him asking where the rationality that asked him to cook the meat well go when he added excess of spices. She also informed him that the change was not because of the flesh of Mr. Deviant, but because of the ideas he expressed through the book he published days before his missing. Before leaving with the police who arrested him, the officer asked the doctor her name. She replied, “You can call me Ms. Deviant” and she smiled.
A month later, a memorial was made of Mr. Deviant. Ms. Deviant, who knew that the only thing left of her father was his words, brought with her the book he wrote for the inauguration of the memorial. She spoke to the people gathered there. “You people are very generous. You have made a memorial of my father with stones and granites. You have read his book and started believing that God’s power has caused the Big Bang and that the first unicellular organism was created. You people are very generous.” As she got down from the dais; her face highlighted a smile tinted with scorn as she silently read the first page of his book which said “Knowledge can be given, but rationality, curiosity and hunger for knowledge that creates new knowledges should be acquired by ourselves” along with the irony written on the granite “Mr. Deviant R.I.P (REST IN PEACE)”.
Mr. Love, the butcher of Normal Street, renowned for his swift hands, slaughtered Mr. Deviant in the name of God. Mr. Deviant has travelled beyond the street, and was therefore a headache for all. He questioned the agents of God, sometimes the concept of God and always the existence of God. He was not supposed to be left to rot as the butcher believed that he will pollute the air and the sin of slaughter will be washed away when it is served as food.
The butcher gave the flesh to his lover, Ms. Kind, who owned a small restaurant in Normal Street. He told her that it was Mr. Deviant, and she asked “The devil’s son? People say that he got his name from the devil, is that true?” The butcher disagreed to that and said that he is not the devil’s son, but that he says we were not made by God but we evolved from other animals. The butcher joked that Deviant might have been born from a monkey. Ms. Kind, due to her curious mind, asked, “He says he has travelled beyond the Street.” Mr. Love, angry at her continuous questioning shouted, “There is nothing beyond the Normal Street.” He reminded her that if she keeps on asking questions like this she will be arrested by the NSPD (Normal Street Police Department). Then he explained how difficult it was for him to close his victim’s eyes. Then to ease his work he plucked those eyes out.
Mr. Deviant was all over the restaurant ten days later. He got transformed into shawarma and barbeque, crawled inside burritos, sandwiches and burgers, and was even served in the guise of chicken, beef and pork. His blood was served as drink. Everyone from the normal street ate him that day. They were always ready to swallow what was given to them. No one complained about a difference in the taste, and some even complimented Ms.Kind for her new recipe. Ms. Kind got married to Mr. Love a few months later.
Five years passed. Mr. and Mrs. Love started blaming themselves for the drastic change in the perspective of the people of Normal Street. One talked about evolution, and one about Big Bang. Some spoke about bio politics, and some about body politics. People started questioning the creation theory. Mr. and Mrs. Love found themselves to be responsible for this change as the change started occurring after the day Mr. Deviant was served as a food. They used to listen to all the speeches of a religious leader who claimed that eating beef will alter the character of a person and he will have the traits of a cattle. This made them completely believe that they have sinned by making everyone question the existing belief systems. They sacrificed their lives, believing that eating them will purify the people of Normal Street. Their suicide note explained the reason for their suicide and the crime they have committed.
The NSPD who investigated the case recovered the suicide note and locked it in the evidence room. No one other than the police officers ever saw the suicide note. One police officer, Mr.Cook, who was fascinated by the claim of Mr. and Mrs. Love wanted to experiment what they had said. He broke into the mortuary and stole the body of Mr. Love. He carefully cookedthe body. Mr. Cook boiled the body well to kill the pathogens, he added more spices than usual to make it consumable. He had Mr. Love for dinner and on the next day the officer fell sick. And he confessed that he ate Mr. Love at the hospital. The doctor said that it was the spices that he overused that caused him gas in his stomach, and not the flesh of Mr. Love. He said that he has boiled the flesh well to kill the germs and used more spices to make it eatable. The doctor laughed at him asking where the rationality that asked him to cook the meat well go when he added excess of spices. She also informed him that the change was not because of the flesh of Mr. Deviant, but because of the ideas he expressed through the book he published days before his missing. Before leaving with the police who arrested him, the officer asked the doctor her name. She replied, “You can call me Ms. Deviant” and she smiled.
A month later, a memorial was made of Mr. Deviant. Ms. Deviant, who knew that the only thing left of her father was his words, brought with her the book he wrote for the inauguration of the memorial. She spoke to the people gathered there. “You people are very generous. You have made a memorial of my father with stones and granites. You have read his book and started believing that God’s power has caused the Big Bang and that the first unicellular organism was created. You people are very generous.” As she got down from the dais; her face highlighted a smile tinted with scorn as she silently read the first page of his book which said “Knowledge can be given, but rationality, curiosity and hunger for knowledge that creates new knowledges should be acquired by ourselves” along with the irony written on the granite “Mr. Deviant R.I.P (REST IN PEACE)”.
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