Chapter 5:

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"Jo bhi mai, kehna chahu, barbaad karein, alfaaz mere" sang Jordan in the movie Rockstar. The audience were at awe with the movie. Everyone watched the struggle of a nobody Janardhan Jakhar to becoming  somebody Jordan. The show was running housefull. A couple was enjoying the show as well.

Actually not the show but they were enjoying each other's company more than the movie. Both of them were sitting hand in hand and enjoying their small time love story. They were kissing each others hand from time to time, actually the whole time. The couple seemed to be college going kids and bunked their lecture for sure to spend some we time.

The whole theatre was busy watching the movie as no one had interest in watching a novice romance over the hot romance of Jordan and Heer. All but one eyes were on the couple. He constantly watched the couple's publically private affair and made mental note of everything.

The intermission ended their sweet romantic journey for a few moments. The boy left the girl behind to get some snacks. The girl sat alone and started to check her phone. Someone else was also checking his phone some chairs away. He quickly clicked some photos of the girl and sent them to some other number.

"Ok" came the message. The girl just replied her consent to caramel cheese popcorn and coke to the boy sent her his counter approval. The boy was back with the stuff and the man who clicked the photos started to furiously type messages over his phone. He was chatting with someone regarding the girl who was now enjoying her caramel cheese popcorn.

The remaining time flew away fast as the couple again romanced a bit and the movie ended. They got up to leave towards the parking area. The parking was in the basement. The boy asked her to wait outside while he got his bike from the parking. The boy was in a very happy mood whistling Naadaan Parinde and approaching his bike. He punched his key into the bike and was about to start his bike when an unknown blow came across his face. The boy fell down with a rubbing his cheeks. Before he could realise what was happening, someone kicked his back very hard. The pain was unbearable. It shot up straight through his spines into the upper back.

A dark muscular man picked him up by his shirt.
"Where is the money?" he asked.
"Wh...wh..what money" asked the hapless boy.
Another punch came flying to his abdomen, and the boy lurched in front puking the cheese-caramel popcorn he just enjoyed.
"You took the delivery last week and promised to pay 10,000 bucks that were expected of you yesterday but you never showed up, where is the fucking money, or do you want us to stick.our hands up your ass and extract it" replied the muscular man.
Now the boy's clouded mind cleared and he got the hang of it.
"I will pay it by next week" he requested.
The muscular man took out his phone and shouted something over the phone which made the boy go numb in his guts.
" No no no no don't do this to me. Please I beg you" the boy cried holding the feet of the black hulk.
"Bring the money and take back your chick, or else we will use her to get our repayment" replied the black hulk.
The boy was about to say something when a black SUV came screeching to a halt and the gate opened. One look into the SUV and the boy got his senses frozen. There was her girlfriend with hands tied and a gag across her mouth. She struggled to get out of the SUV but she couldn't.

The hulk spoke again "You can take as many weeks as you can as we have our collateral for the money you owe us" and the door was pulled shut and the SUV left with a cloud of dust behind them.

The boy stood there with a blank look on his face and his mind numb with bad thoughts.

Miles away a phone rang.
"Job done we have our collateral" said the voice.
"Good" replied the man from miles away and disconnected the call.
He kept his phone and got up from the chair. Saw himself into the mirror. He pulled down the skin beneath his empty eye socket and put the eye made of glass into it. A deep cut mark went across his face.

With a smile he admired his beautifully demonic face. The face of a man with all the bad deeds in his books. This was the way he got his money repaid from his customers for the drugs he sold to them. Students normally used to take drugs on credit as they had limited money source. Once the powder hit their system there was no refraining back but demanding more drugs. That's where our man with one eye would play God and run his illegal business of drugs. He would take away something which would be very dear to the person not paying back the money. In this case he kidnapped the girlfriend of that boy. And how would he get his money back? If the boy doesn't show up he would sell the girl to a pimp to recover his money. Profitable business he called it.

Khukuri Kancha they called him. Kancha because he belonged to Nepal and khukuri because he got his eye ripped with a khukuri once in a fight. Khukuri Bhai is what he was famously known as.

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