There was a dude called Jaswant Pandey. So, 'Josh', as he called himself, was going down the street one day.He saw that puppy once again. It reminded him of the same old pet puppy of his childhood.He felt an intense rush of blood pumping in his veins. He couldn't stop himself.The puppy was 'soooooo xXcuttttteeeXx'. He ran to the puppy and drove his foot inside the pup's belly. The feel of the breaking bones under the pressure of his foot was thrilling and ingratiating. The squeal added to the pleasure. The puppy flew and its head struck the tip of the nearby house-fence made of pig iron. Just feeling the puppy's skull going into the ever-inert iron provided enough titillation to him to go on with his day.

Josh suddenly remembered that he had to attend a class today. He cursed the thin boy who always looked at him with a wierd look. Josh was that boy who didn't want to talk.He generally remained isolated among the thousands who lived around him.Josh was a case of obsessive compulsive neurosis. But Josh was good man, he didn't mean to harm anyone.... before this day.

On his way to the cycle stand , a pig was walking in front of him. The pig was big and wore extremely tight jeans.His small spirally tail sprung out of his ass. Pop! There was a shameless song playing in the background -'Kali nagin ke jaise teri zulfein teri kaali kaali , saagar ko moti aur suraj ko deti tu laali' . Its singer seemed to be the happiest person in the world while singing the song. The song seemed to fuckin drill into his brain through the sides straight into the hypocampus. He picked up the cycle without an expression though he secretly admired how proudly his cycle was standing today. Standing out of the crowd - the honest red and graceful white painted the proud bicycle. He congratulated himself because unlike others, he was a person who was quite enjoying the beauty nature had provided to his eyes. The effulgent beauty of nature gleaming under the morning sun was quite evident .But, he found the others who didn't appreciate the nature - assholes - to be modest.

He dutifully entered the class and the professor gave him that you-are-2.87seconds-late look. He took out his dagger beside his back and calmly approached the professor and drove the dagger into the fatso's stomach. And he loved to see the bile come out. The face of horror of the fat student in the front row was all he wanted to see in his life.