𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗜
𝑉𝑖ℎ𝑎 𝑅𝑎𝑗𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑠ℎ × 𝑆𝑎𝑚𝑟𝑎𝑡 𝑅𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑒
This World Is A Dark Place. Filled With The Devils Lurking Around Us, Which We Have To Fight Often. But What About The Devil That Resides Within Ours...
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The roar of my bike and the cheering of the crowd filled the place. This melodious sound is soothing my mind which is tired with the work done in the whole day
“Black Breeze!” “Black Breeze!” “Black Breeze!”
The voice took over all the other ones. Almost every single person present there was cheering for me and I was loving it. This is what Feels like heaven, this power, this fame, everything.
The cold air was hitting my body as I increased the speed of my bike more and more. The steadiness of my bike and the fact that none of the other racers were able to even touch the air around me, was calming down all the things that have been happening lately with me
Samrat Rathore. He is the thing that has been happening with me. And I am not liking even a bit of things that has been going through my mind related to him
Everything about that man is challenging me. First that encounter with him where he got hit by my car. And now, everything that happened in the office troubled me to my core.
What's happening to me? Why am I not able to punish him, torture him the way I would have done to someone else?
Is it just because of the courage that he has shown by speaking confidently in front of me? Or is it because of something else?
Am I turning soft towards him?
“Papa! Please Papa! Papa save me, please! I will always listen to you Papa! I will do everything you say But please! Please Papa don't do this! Papa! PAPA!”
“OH FUCK!”
Suddenly my bike tilted badly and I lost my balance. Seizing the opportunity, one of my competitors tried to hit my bike with his. But somehow, I managed to save myself and escalated the speed even more.
No, I can't! I can't turn soft towards anyone or anything. This is what happens when you are kind to this world. They take the opportunity and use you for their own benefits. They try to kick you out of the fucking race of living a good life.
Being soft hearted only invites destruction in one's life. It isn't worth it.
“Woahhh! Black Breeze!”
The cheering bought me back from my trance and I realized that I have won, as always. I parked my bike there only and passed the keys to one of the bodyguards present there
I could spot Rashvi and Raghvan sitting at the secluded VIP area with the protection of guards.
In my way towards them, that man who had tried to kick me out of the race came forward and asked for an apology.
“It was a race, a competition ma'am. I saw the opportunity and decided to take it, something that I have learnt from you only. Hope there isn't any issues”
I just nodded at him and went towards them. He is right, it's a competition and one shouldn't use their heart to win it. And anyways, I don't have a heart to fear intervention.
