Bonds

25- Charmed SKY ?

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My favourite part when Ojas adds Ethiraj's name in his name. Simply because he is the one who provoked others to utter the words they always beleived.

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Ethiraj POV

Sitting here on the terrace of the top of the building that consists of eight penthouses, Gazing at the dark black cloudy sky. Breeze is strong, blowing on the invisible scars on the skin. Scars flowing within with the support of blood circulation. The coldness from the outside settling over due to upcoming and welcoming winters lullaby the flaring of itching reignited by sprinkling of the salt of words.

Each vein, each bone, each fiber, has many various tales to write, to be heard. The marks of silently fought battles aching to be seen, incessant screaming of past to set it liberal, the burning of soul to not let it turn into ashes, the regret of desperate deeds, the fear of being abundant, fear of being homeless, all of it imploring for the necessity to be at home. My home. To my sister. To my brother. To my lifelines.

Home. The six presence now seven who make my swell with the serendipity I have but never luminary. It now supports a hole. Hole of emptiness. Hole that My Nil left behind. He left. He left for his girlfriend. He left for the life that will destroy him. He left.

With the first raindrop, I unshackle the one single tear to trespass the threshold of my eyes, Letting it mingle with the teardrops of the unknown agony these clouds are shedding. Aren't these clouds lucky to be unfettered from being the wall of strength? Isn't this sky charmed to have the shine through after a few hours of darkness, adore tranquil flourishing with the beauty of dawn, savor calmative solace of sunset, be able to confide in the luminous stars, and moon, be rid of judgments, rejection, ruly affable?

"Penny of your thoughts?"

Ujjwal, ultimately announces his companionship. I was aware of him standing at the door, not perturbing the trail of my thoughts.

"No."

"When did you return?" I interrogate him instead. What penny should I share anyway? How I miserably dwindled at the only job of nurturing well my brothers or how I astray control over myself that I had to espy the terror of me in Aksh's eyes.

"By noon. I had gone to Singh Palace, and got to know about the shocking series of unexpected affairs. How have you been holding up?"

By drowning myself in the work. Feigning how things have been imprinted has no effect on me. Bluffing the smile, appetite.

Killing three of my uncountable enemies, setting fire on their bases in all over India. Instigated that unknown rival that I am still awaiting the confirmation of either denial of my skepticisms or confirmations.

Fun. I had fun. Irrevocably, homecoming of reawakening of Mafia Don ETHIRAJ SINGH. I have seen people around me walking on the eggshells. Being lenient does not work with the recalcitrants. The aura of intimidating them I have palliated due to my sister, is retrogress.

I smirk grace my lips, recalling the painful shrieks of the MLA who has been involved in the business of drugs. The same drug MY NIL consumed in that shitty club with his girlfriend.

"Assassination of the MLA has created chaos in the media, they are digging the matter. Questioning the laws of the country, the public is demanding assurance if they are safe, if they can trust the agencies because apparently they are defeated before the criminal that is you."

"Eliminate the root, the tree itself will fall down." I offeded the root, called as the MLA who introduced those cheap drugs in my city, It was only fair.