Turbulence

That was the last evening after five monotonous hard working days. Mind blowing wind swinging the window curtain. On the window sill some vines enriched with violet flowers creeping down. Atmosphere inside the house very calm and quite. Only the words of her toddler daughter "Rasu" breaking the serenity of the house. Razowa was feeling very drowsy and lazy.. very relaxed actually.. "ohh, two days off.. time to relax.. and relax". Sitting  on the couch she was almost sleepy, then the notorious house phone started ringing. Reluctantly she stood up and rushed to the phone "Oh, Razowa, hope you have not forgotten  our plan on Monday. All will be in red and that'll be fun". Positively Razowa shook her head and started thinking about which red she will wear that day. Obviously she will have her red tops and ruby and that will be enough. She kept her eyes on fingers but nothing was there. And it was a precious ruby on twenty two karate gold. One of her favourite and was presented by her hubby on her last birthday. She started looking for the lost gem. She often used to wear that very precious gem. She searched the vanity corner of her dressing table, the big office bag and even the purse inside. But it is no there.where! Is it vanished? It couldn't be found anywhere. Where is the precious hiding! A cold chill sparked from toe to head of her body.. She felt as if she was on a roller coaster. She felt very agitated and felt very disturbed. Her blood pressure shot up and she felt as storm-tossed "My beautiful ruby...my beautiful ruby" she groaned within herself. Then the suspicion started to fall on everybody.. Every possible man and woman. She asked Farida, the teenage if she had seen her ring. The girl denied. Is it Fatima who entered her bed to give the bed tea and eventually picked up the ruby that she might have carelessly left on the dressing table top, or had it might been the part time cleaner!
Why not the typist came to show the draft? She asked the cook with hoarse voice about the ring. Trembling in fear she answered negatively in her colloquial language. The list of suspects became bigger and bigger. But in vain...

Feeling fatigued Razowa sat down on the couch with her daughter's toys at her step. She was staring at the dolls with blank eyes and mind. Suddenly.. yes.. sudenlly she saw something sparkling on the neck of home made fabric doll. Tomorrow is the wedding of her daughter's doll. She bent down and discovered the ruby!!! Oh God, thanks i got it!! - Razowa thought.Without any reason she suspected and mentally tortured and humiliated so many persons. Why? How she dare to behave so savage because she hold the upper status.. and they..If i could draw an end of the story here that could be fine.but alas!something pathetic happened in Razowa's life. then came monday,the whole day she spent very busy.But while returning home Razowa met an accident.A  road accident and she lost her  finger.She did not lose the ring but lost her beautiful ring finger on which she used to wear the ruby-the favourite.