Prologue

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PROLOGUE :

I shout for help ! Everybody is watching me but none comes for rescue. There is a fear floating in the air. My heart thumping loudly, my breathing almost stopping and my clothes drenched in blood. In my arms lay my brother, breathing his last breath. He has tears in his eyes out of the continuous pain in his chest due to the bullet which was shot by the ruthless and heartless men in black- The Terrorists !

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