By Neel Anil Panicker

‘Beginning midnight your old 500 and 1000 are no longer legal tender.’

The words leapt out from the screen and smashed his skull into a zillion tiny fragments.

Suddenly, Raghav felt the four walls of his 10,000 square feet luxury pad closing in on him.

A fierce stab of pain pierced through his heart. His vision blurred and his legs weakened. His perfect gym toned body collapsed onto the soft master bed.

It was a good ten minutes before he regained senses. Getting up he somehow stumbled into the adjacent bathroom. Hexagonal mirrors watched him with much amusement as he, first hurled himself onto an oblong stool, and then lifted his hands to above the shower knob. At eye level now, he mulled for just a nano second before very deftly prizing open the third square-sized orange and green tile to the left.

His eyes popped inside and found what they were looking for.

The next moment the contents of the black bag lay scattered all over the floor.

He struck a match. In no time his life’s earnings__crispy 500 & 1000 rupee notes- 50 million in all_ turned into an inferno.

His ‘black and white’ life turned colourless.


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