The boyz ,The tragedy

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In the dirty alleys of the kingdom of Thrim Vara, lined with crumbling stone buildings and overflowing trash, Varshan, Hari, Vishnu, and Arman were searching for something to reuse. Among the discarded trash, Arman's eyes sparkled with mischief as he picked up a mask embroidered with a hyena emblem. With a mischievous laugh, he wore it, prompting laughter from his friends. 

 "Nice find, Arman!" Hari chuckled, tapping him playfully. "You look like a true scavenger now!" Vishnu commented.

Their amusement was short-lived, as the people's voices echoed through the street. The squad of scavengers run to meet the noise. Arman lowered his mask to his neck. 

Varshan asked a young man, whose dress was torn as if he hadn't worn one, "Sir, why is everyone running towards the castle?" The man replied, "You guys didn't know? The queen is donating free food to all the homeless people. You better hurry!" 

"That's our breakfast today. Let's hurry!" cried Hari.

The squad ran as fast as they could, bumping into almost everyone in the crowd. The young man who informed them was way behind the crowd. The crowd ran like a wave of water in the sea, and everyone reached the castle. Although the squad ran as fast as they could, they didn't make it there first. Then you can imagine how large the crowd was.

Arman asked, "I think we should go inside the castle; probably the food is ready on the table to enter my stomach... hehe."

 "No, idiot, only Royals can enter the castle," said Hari.

 Vishnu was looking at the top of the castle. The queen appeared at the top of the castle.. not before them, but above them. She emerged on the castles Grand Balcony.

"Hey!! Guys, see above!" yelled Vishnu. The whole crowd looked above.

The queen shone like the sun at the top of the castle, her whole body covered with almost every ornament that a human can wear. Glinting like diamonds against the dull stone walls, she gazed down upon the sea of people. She moved her lips and slowly started to speak, "I asked my ministers about the dogs that I grow, and I was so broken and decided to feed them at least... okay, forgot about it... my dear people, I am here to brush your hunger away." 

"Finally, we get food!" the crowd started to shout. Varshan, Arman, Hari, and Vishnu were happy too.

The queen grabbed a large vessel right before her, inside it were rice cakes. "Eat, my people, eat!" 

She started throwing a handful of rice cakes down. The squad and everyone started running, fighting, and pushing to take at least a cake. Hari, who had already eaten a cake, took a good look around himself. He saw his brothers fighting like dogs. His thought struck his heart like a thunderbolt. With a mix of fear and determination, his mind racing with realization: "We've been living like dogs, scavenging for scraps. Is this really what they call life?"

"Hey, you guys!!!" he screamed, but the voice of the crowd fighting dominated his voice. He gradually went inside and dragged the three out of the crowd.  

"Did you lose your mind, dumb ass?" asked Varshan.

 "Let me go, let me go, please!" Vishnu struggled. 

"My food!!! Now... let me go, idiot!" shouted Arman. 

"Lost my mind? Maybe, see around." Everyone took a glance. Hari sat on a big rock which lied before him.

"We can't live here, not like dogs," he said. Varshan sat on a rock with Vishnu. "I agree," said Varshan.  

"I never thought I would transform into Arman for food," said Vishnu, giggling.  

"Probably I should kill that queen... ," stopped Arman... but he sounded like he was not normal.

Everyone turned to see Arman; he never stopped talking until it was a serious matter. Arman was falling on his front side, eyes closed. Two men in black attire stood behind him, each holding a long bat. The trio saw Arman crumbling to the ground; everything around them went blackout and dead air. The trio couldn't digest the fact that someone hit Arman.

 "What the..." Varshan tried to speak, but he couldn't. Before they accepted what was going on, the two men kidnapped Arman and made off.

"Stop there!" shouted Vishnu, and ran behind them. Varshan and Hari followed Vishnu. 

"Damn, what the hell happened? In a second—" said Hari to Varshan. They were running and running, but the two men were not in sight. Eventually, they reached the marketplace. There came the problem: the marketplace was crowded, overflowing with people.

Even though Thrim vara was filled with beggars and rag pickers, lots of middle-class people were also leading their life. the problem was the marketplace had two ways of exit. hari came up with an idea "Let's separate, me Vishnu left and Varshan right"

 "Roger that" said Varshan "let's meet here again"

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