This is a revenge story so expect mystery and thriller instead of love and romance.
After being held imprisoned in a room for 14 years, Mrityunjay Roy is suddenly released. Thereafter, he goes on a quest to look for the people who wronged him. Inspi...
MJ wandered on the roads of Bangkok with creased eyebrows, his life became too messed up during and after the captivation. He went inside a cafe and ordered sting, as he got it, he sat on a table to have it and after sometime only, he got a call, he received it.
"Kapray pasand aaye?" (Did you like the clothes?)
MJ: kaun hai tu? Kiun kiya aisa? 14 saal band rakha mujhe (Who are you? Why did you do this? You captivated me for fourteen years)
"Main kaun hoon ye jaan'na zaroori nahi, lekin ye jaan'na zaroori hai ke maine aisa kiun kiya, not who but why, zara gaur se soch Mrityunjay Roy, apni zindagi ki kitaab ko gaur se parh, ab school ka period khatam, jawani ka bhi khatam, ab toh burhapa shuru hogaya hai, by the way, tera sting thanda ho raha hai." (Its not necessary to know who m I, but knowing that why I did this is necessary, not who but why, think properly Mrityunjay Roy, read the book of your life carefully, school period is over now, even youth is over, your old age has started now, by the way, your sting is getting cold)
MJ got shocked and looked here and there to see if the caller is nearby only but didn't find him anywhere. He drank the sting and went from there and stood on a bridge over the road.
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MJ's POV: 14 saal baad is Bangkok sheher ko pehchaan'na mushkil horaha hai, toh phir main usko kaise pehchanunga? Kon hai? Kaisa dikhta hai wagairawagaira.
(Its difficult to recognize Bangkok city after fourteen years, so then how will I recognize him? Who is he? How does he looks like etc)
End of pov.
He saw some men harrassing a girl and went to rescue her, he fought the goons with martial arts and succeeded in rescuing the girl and walked off.
MJ's POV: Martial arts maine isliye nahi seekha ke main yahan ki aurton ki surakshakarunga, balkay ye toh sirf ek trial tha, ye dekhnay ke liye ke qaid mein reh kar maine jo seekha vo kuchh kaam aa bhi raha hai ke nahi. Is puri dunia mein se bas ek hi aurat ki suraksha meri zimedaari thi, lekin ab vo is dunia mein nahi rahi.
(I didn't learn martial arts in order to protect the women of Bangkok, but this was just a trial, to see that whatever I learnt in my captivity is working or not. In this whole world, only one woman's protection was my responsibility, but now she's no more in this world)
Fb end.
MJ walked to a taxi and knocked on the window, the taxi driver rolled down the glass.
MJ: mind taking me to xyz bungalow?
Driver: K̄hêā c̄hạn ca s̄̀ng khuṇ (get in, I will drop you)
Just then another taxi stopped near them, the driver door opened and a girl stepped out.
Girl: aray sir ji, aap mere saath chaliye, is noodle doodle ke chakkar mein nahi parrna, ghumaaye ga, phiraaye ga, destination tak pohnchaye ga bhi nahi, upar se bill lamba banaye ga vo alag (hey sir, come with me, don't get yourself trapped into this noodle doodle's talk, he will take different turns and won't even drop you till destination, and he will even make a long bill)
