𝐁𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐯 𝐱 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐚
𝑩𝒆 𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒛𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅.
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𝑩𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒗 𝑹𝒂𝒎 was the man living up to his name. His mystique attributes often scared the criminals and his unbeatable tracks were just icing on the c...
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The clouds are bright white yet almost full in front of the blazing sky. It was an after effect of the nature, a pleasant calm succeeding the storm. The captain announced the landing as the fight touch the ground roughly following the measures.
The passengers swiftly stood up to leave even the door wasn't opened yet. Human habits are old to die and this is precisely one of them. His hawk eyes evidently read the file, with frequent attention to the surroundings.
"Hell! Three murders." Bhargav muttered under his breath closing the file as the passengers are allowed to move down. He was the last one to get down and the attendants gave him their last smile.
After the rigorous training for two years, and another two years for postings in the initial stage, Bhargav finally reached his home city. The city which is home as well as hell.
"Welcome back, Attention seeker." His younger brother, Ankit held the placard with a smirk. Bhargav shook his head in denial, two years or four years, the younger siblings never change as the plan B never changes.
"Thank you, brother." He retorted, Ankit threw away the placard and hugged his brother. He hug was simple, a bro hug between the brothers but only they know the emotions beneath the smiling faces.
Picking the placard, Bhargav walked behind Ankit who was dragged the bags with a frown. Of course, younger siblings are exploited and spoilt equally without equality.
"Anna, Amma anni neeku istamayinavi chesindi." Ankit said excitedly which Bhargav lacked in his response. He let out a dry chuckle.
(Brother, Mom prepared all your favourites.)
"Ankit, I'm not coming today." Ankit pulled the break instantly. His brother won't joke, but it can't be serious also.
"Then?"
"I have to report in the SP office as I'm already due a week."
The excitement and delight of Ankit evaporated into the air listening to his brother. He doesn't hold grudges but then one can't be a fool in the thought that he knows the other one wholly.
"Anna, you're still angry with us?" The question left his lips even before he could drift the bitter topic from the past.
Bhargav sighed! He has forgiven his father long ago, but the brain doesn't have the magical power to vanish a few bitter events that pierce the heart.
"No, Ankit. I'm angry anymore." His predative gaze scrutinized the surroundings, his stare softened catching the kid who was eager to get rid of the balloons and reach home.
"Ankit, look at the kid," Ankit followed his brother's stare and looked at the kid. "He's eager to sell the balloons, or it's more like he want to get rid of them." The younger one threw a confused frown at Bhargav.
