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A woman weighing heavily on a chair on a balcony was playing with her frizzled hair at the end of a tip. Looking over the railing covering the entire small balcony, she was singing an old Bollywood song. Her sullen eyes were asking for someone to talk to, to spend time with her, to coax …

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Calm steps occupied an enormous time to reach the restaurant. A sluggish person stared at everyone running fast in a ‘no halt’ society. Muzammil would have never believed the last thing that happened. It was bringing the nightmare, hiding in the college, fearing seniors. Engraving his eyes towards the toe, he reached the old place. …

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The killer grabbed Muzammil by his neck. Trembling body started shuddering. He rose the boy’s face. Muzammil could not flip his eyes towards the killer when the killer was staring at him like he was staring in the graveyard, at the grave name. But how could he avoid facing him for the longest time so …

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The night was still shrewd with darkness and the man sabotaged a life a blink before. Walking out of the mud, and stepping towards the entrance of the graveyard, he was careful not to get noticed by someone. Footsteps leftmark on the road, constructed a few days before. The graveyard was the oldest one in …

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Night was screaming in the rain. Moon had already escaped and dark clouds took its place. It was hard to figure out which part of the sky was lightning the most. Thunder could make anyone deaf if one listens to it carefully. In the middle of raindrops hitting the ground, another voice is heard. The …

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