The weight of these accusations is compounded by the physical abuse Muzammil suffers in silence. The family, with their wealth and power, wield their authority like a weapon, striking him not just with words, but with hands, fists, and cruel implements. Each blow they land on him serves as a reminder of how insignificant he has become in their eyes. His body bears the marks of their rage—bruises, cuts, and scars that tell a silent story of suffering. Yet, it is the emotional and psychological toll that wears on him the most, a constant erosion of his will to resist.
As the days stretch on, the atmosphere in the mansion grows heavier, the tension thick with the ever-present threat of more violence. Muzammil’s mind, once filled with the hope of a better life, now finds itself shrouded in despair. The cruel words of the family head echo relentlessly in his ears, a haunting refrain that plays over and over again. "How dare you steal from us?" The question is not a mere accusation—it is a verdict, a sentence delivered without trial. And as the days blur together, Muzammil begins to wonder if there is any escape from this never-ending cycle of torment.
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General FictionThe story of an orphan teen boy who is snubbed by relatives and waits for his imaginary friend to take him away from these miseries. As the story evolves, problems in the boy's life increase, taking viewers on a roller coaster ride of emotions. "Ill...
