Rocky, a young man, seeks power and wealth in order to fulfil a promise to his dying mother. His quest takes him to Bumbai, where he gets involved with the notorious gold mafia. will he be able to survive in Narachi Limestone Mines Or as it's to be...
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The new batch has arrived. Satakshi was present there looking at people getting stamped as if non living objects. everything was so overwhelming for her. Everything there scared her to the core. She doesn't have anyone in here to call them fer family. She was missing her attai so much. How she used to oil and braid her hair. How they used to cook together. How she took stands for her. Her attai had never made her feel orphan but now she wasn't with her attai.
The boy she spotted the first time he got out of the truck was now pulled by his shirt and further dragged ahead. She momentarily observed her surroundings as she spotted guards on check posts she assumed with large guns.
She moved her eyes back ahead as she realized the crowd had started moving ahead.The crowd finally came to a stop and gasps of horror were heard as underneath the door stood a man with a long beard and scars of battle on his face making him look like an actual nightmare.
A bearded man of 5'10 and we'll buit physique stood right in front and looked at the men before him.
The terrifying-looking man who stood in the middle loudly said "It is the 41st batch this year. Put them to work."
The bearded man was held by his shirt and pulled in front. They were all pushed forward until none stood behind the first door as it was shut and everyone began screaming in fear as Satakshi felt like puking. She felt pale as the door shut fully and they were stood in the darkness with screams of terror echoing around her. An actual nightmare.
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Satakshi was now in her own tent. It had a plain cloth laid on the flattened ground with another fabric covering over the tent making it almost full covered so no one could peak in.
She closed her eyes laying on the uncomfortable ground wondering whether if she had her mother and father,how her life would have been.She had never felt so lonely before
That bearded man. He seemed familiar to her. As if she had seen him up close. She tried hard to remember where she had seen him. Suddenly she felt all the dots connect.
That night, it was the same man who saved her from the goons. She remembered him- heck there was no way she couldn't recognise him. The same we'll built physique, glaring eyes, rough beard and dark hair.
She clearly remembered him. But the question was, what was he doing here? Why would he be here?
Though several questions were coming through her mind, she tried to push away her thoughts convincing herself that he might have been brought here forcefully too, sleep consuming her.
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