A Good Life

It was a rainy evening in New York city. There was thunder, lightning and heavy rain as Chief Inspector Jonathan Wade, waited to meet the Commissioner of Police of New York Police Department (NYPD). Jonathan was one of the most decorated officers of NYPD, having busted key members of various drug cartels and gangs. Under his watch the neighbourhood had been safe. Along the way though, he made many enemies in the underworld. "Sir, the Commissioner has called", said an inspector. Jonathan sat looking out of the window, lost in thought. "Sir, Sir", shouted the inspector while patting Jonathan's shoulder. "I'm sorry, what is it?" asked a startled Jonathan, like someone who had been woken up from deep sleep. "The commissioner has called you sir", said the inspector. "Thank you", replied Jonathan. He removed a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat off his brow. He walked towards the Commissioner's cabin. "May...

Maharaj Vikram Singh knew his days were numbered. He faced a dilemma in the twilight of his life. He had two sons, the elder son was Prithvi Singh and the younger one Harshvardhan Singh. The two brothers had very different nature and temperaments. Prithvi was more ambitious and wanted to expand his empire way beyond the existing boundaries. Harshvardhan was more concerned about the welfare of his people. While Prithvi believed more should be spent on arms and war, Harshvardhan believed more should be spent on welfare of the people. Maharaj Vikram Singh had two conflicting thoughts. Either make Prithvi the king after him and let Harshvardhan be his deputy or split the empire into two are make the two sons kings of their respective empires. Maharaj called his wise advisor, Mahendra, to advise him on the subject. After several hours of discussion they came to the conclusion to split the empire. Accordingly, the next few days were spent in finalising the boundary that would split the...