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Karim was flying a car which used to go to the height of a coconut tree. The houses of the middle class, even the highest skyscrapers popped their advertisements or brand placements with holograms. Karim was disturbed by the lights of it as well as the other cars who were driving on the way, whilst on the road, the traffic was more that it looked muddy, contrary to the sky. Otherwise, it was raining heavily within the gray clouds where it was surrounded by cold smokes and neon lights with the dirt of the corrupted lands. The richest of the flying cars looked more Lamborghini than a Mercedes Benz with the wheels tucked in and the extreme air that was coming out beneath the cars whilst the normal cars were just a combination of the old Ford Anglia with the new model of the small Lexus jeeps which were quite round to understand off.

Until, Karim sees a suburban apartment where he pressed the brakes and parked beside the footpath. As in the main city, it had more traffic, compared to his apartment, which had the silent aura with the sounds of the heavy rain. On the further note, he closed his eyes and gazing in the cloudy sky. The raindrops wetted his cloths as well as his short, grey hair. He raised his hands as of a wing with a feeling of freedom. He felt that, he was safe and sound because for the most society, human beings are perfect, but little do they notice: every human has a flaw.

After few moments of breathing his own relief, he went up the stairs and jumped through the window by opening its shutter. He switched on the lights. The room looked as unclean as it was not neat enough. The newspapers were not clean as most are stuck in the board with pins where it was written:

A FAILED COP, COMMITTED SUICIDE

FAMILY SHOT DEAD, BROTHER LOST

HERO OF THE YEAR

HERO OR ZERO?

Karim looked at the board. His tears burst out while he was reminded of the office politics as well as the tabloids that emotionally distracted him. Despite it, those newspapers were important for him. He felt the unfortunate time while he was going to his flashbacks of his father and mother, was shot to death by the masked men. Furthermore, he remembered that, he was raised by his uncle, Abir when Karim had an ambition to join in DRFA. As Abir disappeared, he started to join the DRFA at the young age of seventeen while the corrupted government like Zabeer started to rise.

In the present, his laptop was switched on the desk while the old case files of him were floating around the air while the table fan was behind. The emotional disturbance could lead a man to an ultimate destruction. On that case, he just continued to weep silently that reminded him of his childhood.

It was a beach. Karim was playing with his brother, Adil by making a sandcastle. It was of the regular ones with a red and blue flag around it. The parents were romancing in the sea. Until, he saw a gunshot by the younger Zabeer.

"Father!" cried the young Karim.

Zabeer forcefully took the toddler Adil to his car. Until, a masked figure secretly took the child while Zabeer was smoking outside the car. It all happened on Karim's presence. He was shocked but did not inform Zabeer for a reason.

The other day, Abir fostered Karim while no one knows the whereabouts of Karim's brother, Adil. He was raised and educated as a brilliant young man with a great potential. Until, Zabeer started to become reluctant on the law led to the unemployment and poverty of people.

In one of the protests, a lot of people, even the richer ones were disguised as the beggars. It was raining heavily on the point. Zabeer arrived with the grand presence, ironically the protesters, threw the rotten garbage to Zabeer. He was terrified with the rage and closed the gates of the parliament office. The clock ticked, while they heavily pound the gates and the police hit the angry mobs heavily. Since then, while Karim was studying in the wood-ish, brown room in a small lamp. He had a silky and curly hair while the squared glasses just reflected him. Everything was brighter with him. On that moment, he was waiting for Abir for a moment but Karim realized that something was wrong. Suddenly, the television and the news were on:

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 08, 2019 ⏰

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