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yeah go ahead and hopefully u will curse me for writing it...i got the idea while watching Mission Impossible 3...Tom Cruise😳
Nightmare
like every night in this 3 years, arjun suryakant rawte was in his cabin in ETF office, reading the unsolved case file of his wife, roshni arjun rawte. the angelic picture of the victim, who was very horribly snatched from him, smiled to him through file, and he was feeling so miserable at himself. miserable not able to save her, not able to fulfill his promise during marriage rituals...he could not protect her. this guilt is for him is like a poison, filling his system each passing moment, and will continue to do so till he either take revenge, or die.
the horror was not only his guilt of not saving her...it was from how horribly she was killed. how much strong he show himself, the fact is arjun surykant rawte is scared of one memory of his life...those 5 mins during roshni got killed, or about to get killed. he can almost feel himself drowning back to the memory, his heart beating like mail train, sweats like rain drop on his forehead.
she was kneel on the floor, a handsome yet cruel looking guy was holding a handful of her hair in his fist, another hand pointing a gun on her head. he was also kneeled beside her, his face lustfully near her face, licking her cheek often as he teased her and make arjun burn in anger.
''ACP...do raste hain tumhare paas...ya to tum mujhe woh kimti files de do...ya fir...'' he bite her ear lobe, and she closed her eyes, face masking the emotion of disgust and helpless.
''ya phir apni biwi ko marte huye dekho...sach bataoo, mera bilkul man nahi hain isse maarne ka...'' he faked a pityful tone, as he rubbed his face again to her cheek. her body shook at the alien touch of a stranger.
''sikandar...'' it was arjun, who was also kneeled down, two guys holding him on place. he struggled more to get free, but no use. he roared and glared like anything to sikandar, but no use. sikandar smirked at him.
''chalo ek game khelte hain...main 5 tak ginoonga...agar tumne bata diya, to chod doonga tum dono ko, ye vaada raha sikandar ka tumse, ACP. aur agar nahi...to...'' he left the sentence incomplete, as he sadly rested his face near her face.
arjun looked at her face and was in dilemma, what to do? how to do? who to save? her eyes meet his, and she was also in dilemma, what to do? should she shout "save me arjun!!!", or tell
"do ur duty arjun, sacrifice me". she is only human, she is scared now...she dont want to die, also she want this nightmare to end asap.
in between this, sikandar counted, 1.
arjun's heart started to run more...it was working over time now. what to do?
''please let her go...'' he said in strong tone, masking his innner fears and turmoils.
''ACP...why making me to shed blood of an angel? give me the god damn file, will u?'' said sik, his voice tired. arjun helplessly looked at her, her face was masking deepest fear, like when someone having a worse nightmare and not able to wake up from it.
''2.'' he counted. arjun again pleaded to him, but no use.
''3'' sik adjusted his gun. arjun struggled to free from the hands who were stopping him. he got frustrated...frustrated by his helpless, frustrated by turmoil...he yelled on sik.
''I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL U. LET HER GO"
''4" he counted in same tire and not interested way, now looking at her face, like its a interesting book to read, ''ur husband dont love u, does he?''
''please...please let her go...i beg u.'' arjun pleaded...for the first time in life, that too a criminal. his face shouting submission to this, tears running on his cheek. her face was blank, almost numb with intense fear. she was fearing to even blink.
''thats it...5.'' it was sik, and before arjun can plead or she can scream, he pulled the trigger and shot roshni.
the time was moving in slow motion. arjun slowly watched sik got up from kneeling position, freeing roshni's hair. he saw roshni's eyes wide with shock...shock and pain to be accurate. slowly her face touched the ground, and arjun clearly hear, "THUD" in his ear.
he come out of the slow motion, and saw roshni's lifeless eyes staring at him, not saying anything. blood was rushing out from her head where sik shot her. he didnt even blink, he didnt do anything...he was blank, he was numb.
he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and felt someone hit his ribs. he fell on the floor, hitting his nose badly while falling.
he sensed helpless as sik and his men searched the whole house to get the file. arjun was scared as hell...he was hurt, he was not able to utter a word, he was in floor lying nearly life less, with the body of his wife who was alive less than 2 mins ago. he was with a dead body...how much he loved his wife, the fact is she is now a dead body, and he was scared. he could not even look at her.
he felt several foot steps near him, and saw a pair black boot very near to him. he felt the guy kneel down beside him, and he felt the guy hold his right arm.
the guy...sik to be precise, took out his knife, and cut the area where the name "roshni" was tatooed on ACP's hand. it gave him almost sadistic pleasure, but why he did that? maybe to give the ACP pain for his whole life, so that he can never forget this nightmare, never forget this night.
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