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A collection of Romantic short stories...
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
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The basement was chilling cold and dark. Reaching down guard opened the door for me and i stepped in. "Kuch bataya usna?" ( Did me told something?) I asked my best friend cum right hand Zahir, forwarding my right hand infront of him.
"Nahi kabeer, usne muh nhi khola apna abhi tak" ( No, he didn't open his mouth till now) he replied placing gun in my hand.
My father Shamsher malik was the leader of this strongest mafia and he passed the leader title to me last year. I was more than ready to take this title. Everyone think i am cold hearted and evil. I love when everyone cowers in fear at the sight of me.
Aur mei ye dar kabhi kam nhi hone dunga. ( And i will never let this fear die)
There he was on chair all tied up, and beaten badly. His shirt was all ripped and soaked on his own blood.
"Firozz.... yahi naam hai na tera" ( Firozz..... it's ur name right) said sitting opposite to him. Placing gun directly to his forehead. He raised his head and i can see horror in his eye. He was literally shaking in fear, and o really enjoy this whole thing. I liked it when people feared me.
"Bhai.. bhai... mujhe maaf kardo bhai. Mujhe kuch nahi pata" ( brother.....brother.... please forgive me brother, i don't know anything) He started crying and begging me for mercy.
"Tuo phir tuo tu mere kisi kaam ka nahi. Tere vajah se mera time aur waste ho gya. Chal aakhri dua pad le. Tujhe upper bhej raha hu mei" I said taking a deep calm breath and he started whimpering but i don't care.
( Then you are of no use to me. Because of you i have lost my precious time. Read your last prayer as m sending you up.)
Just when i was about to pull the trigger. "Kaasim basir... kaasim naam hai uska, usne hi hume aapke deal k bare mei information di thi. Please bhai mujhe jaane de, mujhe maaf karde" He shouted the name of that rat, he gave all our information to the rival gang.That bloody basturd.
(Kaasim basir.... his name is kaasim basir, he gave us the information about your deal. Now please let me go, please forgive me.)
And, BAANGGG........ i shoot him. He defied me.
His blood was all over my face and clothes. Zahir passed me the handkerchief and i cleaned my face before taking a step back. His blood still dripping on the floor.
"Itna chota sa kaam nahi ho pata tum logo se. Ek aadmi ka naam bulvaane k liye mujhe khud aana pada. Sab ke sab nikkame ho. Man tuo kar raha hai sabko goli se uda du. Haraam ka muh laga hai sabko yaha" I growled in a deep voice as i was boiling with anger.
