If i get to be Sherlock Holmes then i am in.

yeah sure it'll be an interesting story neel... hoping we all shall enjoy it...

per yar koi acha sa role dna :-D

ok gr8 1st part will b posted 2nyt watch this space

That sounds great sis :), I love suspense and thrillers, seems we will be solving a mysterious case here

I felt 2 hands around my neck. I clawed at them so i could breathe, but i failed. The room went black. When i woke up my wife Lyn was shaking me 'wake up Basharat yur going 2 b late for work'. I sat up clutching my neck. 'Lyn sum1 tried 2 choke me' Lyn stared at me for a second 'no1 wad trying 2 choke u. All i saw was u tossing & turning in bed' i looked at lyn confused 'maybe it was a dream'.
I got out of bed and got ready for work. I owned my own billion dollor company that manufactured cars. My office was a huge room with a big floor 2 ceiling window. My desk was in front of the big glass window it had a great view of the city below.
I arrived at the office late and walked ito the lobby i was usually late to work i got in the elevator and pressed the b*tton for the 9th floor. When i got to my desk i turned on my computer leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. When i was just about to fall asleep i heard my office door open, i opened my eyes to a man running towards me he wore a leather jacket, blue jeans n had piercing blue eyes. He jumped ove the desk and grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, then he threw me out the big glass window....

thtz the first part of my story guyz... will basharat survive the fall frm the 9th floor window?.... who was the guy tht pushed him?... n y?

UUUHHHH neel ah wana b part ov da story

nice 1st part nyla.i really dun wana blow up the suspence but i can guess who was he and why he did it.:-)cheers!

sis u wrote so well and the 1st part of the story is nice :-) but I nver expect Sharay will be thrown out from the 9th floor window. Anyways I believe he can survive. The mystery is whose that blue eyed guy who pushed him?

I woke up in hospital to see my wife lyn and a doctor talking what happned i asked. Lyn walked overto the bed basharat you passed out on the sidewalk on the way to work
no lyn a man threw me out of a window i fell 9 stories and hit the sidewalk.
Lyn looked at doctor Ali it must be the morphine talking explained doctor Ali come lets leave him to rest . DR Ali and lyn walked oud of the room and closed the door behind them.
I slept about 6 hours, then i woke up, it was about 12.00 n my throat was dry. I got out of bed, my bare feet touched the cold tiled floor. I went out into the hall and got a drink of water. It was completely silent except for the sound of my breathing. Just as i was coming back i saw a light go on and the door opened....

A surgeon with a mask over his nose and mouth walked out he had piercing blue eyes and wore a white doctors coat and turquoise gloves, he stood in the door way. 'mr basharat you're late for the surgery' he said. 'i was never told of a surgery' i told him. 'oh mr basharat you probably don't remember because you've been blacking out for the past 2 days'. 'But i just woke up earlier today'. 'Oh my the blackouts are getting worse, now your blacking out for days. mr basharat i need to take an x-ray of your brain so i can se why yon are blacking out'. 'Ok' i walked into the surgery room. it was a big room with 2 big silver sinks and a big silver table. I laid down on the cold silver surgery table. The surgeon walked in and shut the door he turned on another light that shone right over my body. 'Mr basharat im going to give you something to make you sleep'. He gave me a shot in my arm 'close your eyes mr basharat' he said in a very calm voice 'you wont feel a thing'. I closed my eyes....

thtz the next part guyz.... did basharat really fall 9 stories or was it just another dream? ....whoz the surgeon?....

I woke up in my hospital bed, and searched my body for any scars or anything. What i found was a scar down the center of my chest and stomach i reached over and pressed the red b*tton to call the nurse. 'yes basharat what do you need' she said with a smile. 'What did the doctor do to me in surgery' i asked. ' you never had surgery' she said staring at me with a puzzled look 'but i have a scar' i lifted up my shirt. 'see' the nurse looked at me 'i don't see anything basharat' she said in a concerned voice. She gave me a strange look and walked out. 10mins later a man in a sweater walked in he closed the door n lookedat me. I sat up i concern he had those same piercing blue eyes. He sat down and pulled out a note pad and pen. 'Hello basharat i am doctor waleed the hospital psychologist. 'They sent me to help you' he said in a calm voice. 'i don't need help im perfectly sane' 'calm down basharat im just doing my job noone said your insane' DR waleed explained in a cool calm voice. I glared at him he looked like the surgeon and the man who pushed me out the window....

did basharat have surgery? ...is he insane? ...is any of it real????

I just couldnt be 100 % sure the man who pushed me was running towards me so i didnt get a good look at his face. The surgeon had a surgical mask on, so i could only see his eyez. 'Now what happned to get u into the hospital' DR waleed asked. ' Im in here because a man pushed me out of the window'. 'But basharat you never fell out the window you passed out on the side walk'.
I got out of the bed and stood against the wall 'im not telling you anything' i exclaimed 'you're the one who's trying to kill me'. DR waleed got up from his chair and left the room. Once he left i slammed the door shut and pushed the bed in front of it. I backed up to the far end of the room and watched as the handle began to shake. 'mr basharat i want to help you the voice from behinde the door said. All of a sudden the bed slid away the door swung open. 2 doctors ran at me and held my arms 'hold him still' DR waleed walked in with a strait jacket he put it on me and tightened the strap then the 2 men dragged me outside and threw me in the back of an ambulance. They shut the doors and it went pitch black, i leaned up against the wall and fell asleep....

Hello sis! How are you? Sis u r great writer! Its seems real story! Wat happend next???

The van came to a sudden stop and the doors opened. A ray of light pierced the darkness and blinded me. I was pulled out of the van to see a white building it was falling apart, there where a few windows and the white paint was chipping off the bricks. I got pushed backwards into a wheelchair they rolled me through 2 double doors. We stopped at the check in desk 'checking in or picking up?' the women said without looking up. 'Checking in' said the man from behind me. 'Whats his name?' she asked 'basharat' the other man said. height? the man hesitated 5ft9 he said in an unsure voice. 'how much does he weigh?' they looked at me 'i weigh 160' i said looking at my shoes. 'Unbuckle the straight jacket' she ordered. One of the men pulled me up by my coller until i was standing then he unbuckled my sleeves my arms fell to my side. Sign this at the bottom she ordered. I looked at the document before i signed it, it had everything about me in it. When i was born date & time. It was almost as if they knew i was coming. They took off my jacket and shoved me into a room i tripped n hit the cold hard concrete floor. T walls where painted gray and there was a metal bed with an old mattress pushed against a wall, there was a metal toilet in the corner and no windows. The door was slammed shut the room went black. i found my way to the bed lay down n went 2 sleep...

Place me also somewhere in this story it seems intresting

neel, i weigh 140 :-)
n provoker, u'll be added too, just wait.everybody is involved in it...the gr8 writer, novelist nayla, exclaims so :-)