“It’s alright Krishna…” Raju said. Deep in their hearts they both knew it was not… a dark shadow of gloom has clutched their young lives in its vicious talons.
Was it gloom or curse.
Mr. Bhutoria handed him over a cheque, “All you will have to do is keep that girl away from my son… I dont care how you do it, I will pay you the money, you will have to do the thinking and in a way that it does not gives any inkling that I am involved. I dont want my relationship with my family get ruined because of a girl.”
He involved his father, his brother and that “girl’s” brother. They shared the booty and his father, impersonating him kept the girl in his clutches, she lived in a fool’s paradise that she loved a young man, her age, who was about to marry her.
By the time she guessed it, it was too late.
Krishna and his father, brother has played their roles well, they have convinced Mr. Bhutoria’s son that his dreamgirl was having a flings with two men at a time, father and son, both married. Their wives went crazy and ruined the girls reputation, quite justly.
The girl disappeared from their vicinity. No one knew if she was dead or alive. That day their five year old son died, in a mysterious fever.
Ten years have passed since that day, every time a child is conceived… it dies.
They both sit and time after time it comes to their mind how much that girl wanted to have a child of her own, more than anything else before they showed up in her life…
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