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red. all he could see was red. the white marble stairs of the thakur palace were stained with red. red liquid flowing down the stairs.
one look and anyone would assume it as blood...except that...it was blood.
poonam's blood.
it did not make any sense to laakhan though, it just did not.according to him, it was impossible.
laakhan thakur's wife was the joy of thakur family, well protected like a pearl.
how could anyone surpass that protection right under their nose and launch a deadly attack on her.
unless...anyone from the family...
laakhan went numb. the blood was flowing right from their room, where poonam was taking rest an hour ago...all alone in the house.
with shaky steps, mustering up whatever courage was left in him, climbed up the stairs, carefully so as not to step on the precious blood.
however, it was impossible. thick blood was continuously flowing.
he pushed open the door.
and collapsed on the floor, lips parted. he was shocked beyond life.
he felt as if someone was slicing his heart continuously with a sharp eged knife. he was bleeding inside, but no sound came from his mouth, not even a single drop of tear.
it was as if his brain had not registered the scene in front of him. a visual which would even shake the strongest heart made up of stone!
in front of laakan, was poonam's unconscious body, covered with her own blood. the floor was covered with her blood too!
it was as if time had stopped, he felt his life slipping away from him.various incidents flashed in his mind...time which he had spend with his beloved.
he had respected her and insulted her at the same time. although she was faultless.
loved her and frighted her at the same time. without her fault.
because 'laakhan thakur' was an image. he had to maintain it.
now, he realized that...without poonam, he was useless, incomplete, nonexistent.
he tried to wake her up, pestering her. but she gave no answer. she was like a lifeless body. like a doll which looked like an actual human.
his doze broke when the sounds of ambulance entered his ears.
a team od doctors arrived quickly along with phoolan thakur. there was a huge hullaboo in the house. doctors helping her up in the stretcher. the police arrived too...for the first time, investigating the attempt of murder.
it was all unrealistic to him...the family members started mourning which irked him, however he was silent.
he felt as if all his energy had drained out.
the doctors carefully shifted poonam inside the ambulance.
he was about to accompany her...although he could not.
someone jerked him out of the car.
guddi.
'you will stay away from her' guddi said to him softly. her voice was deadly cold, her eyes blazing with fire.
if looks could kill, he would be dead a thousand times.
he did not argue.
the ambulance went to its destination along with everyone.
he was left alone, no one bothered about him...according to the family members,he was the cause for her misfortune.
for the 1st time he wondered, weather they were true.
it started raining heavily.
along with the skies , his eyes were raining too.
he started crying like a baby, like a child who has lost his parents.
with great difficulty, he controlled himself.
anger flashed in his eyes.
he will find the culprit...and he will kill him with the same 'khanjar' with which poonam was attacked.
he will...
next update soon...
how was it?? reviews pls
lots of love!!!!😃
red. all he could see was red. the white marble stairs of the thakur palace were stained with red. red liquid flowing down the stairs.
one look and anyone would assume it as blood...except that...it was blood.
poonam's blood.
it did not make any sense to laakhan though, it just did not.according to him, it was impossible.
laakhan thakur's wife was the joy of thakur family, well protected like a pearl.
how could anyone surpass that protection right under their nose and launch a deadly attack on her.
unless...anyone from the family...
laakhan went numb. the blood was flowing right from their room, where poonam was taking rest an hour ago...all alone in the house.
with shaky steps, mustering up whatever courage was left in him, climbed up the stairs, carefully so as not to step on the precious blood.
however, it was impossible. thick blood was continuously flowing.
he pushed open the door.
and collapsed on the floor, lips parted. he was shocked beyond life.
he felt as if someone was slicing his heart continuously with a sharp eged knife. he was bleeding inside, but no sound came from his mouth, not even a single drop of tear.
it was as if his brain had not registered the scene in front of him. a visual which would even shake the strongest heart made up of stone!
in front of laakan, was poonam's unconscious body, covered with her own blood. the floor was covered with her blood too!
it was as if time had stopped, he felt his life slipping away from him.various incidents flashed in his mind...time which he had spend with his beloved.
he had respected her and insulted her at the same time. although she was faultless.
loved her and frighted her at the same time. without her fault.
because 'laakhan thakur' was an image. he had to maintain it.
now, he realized that...without poonam, he was useless, incomplete, nonexistent.
he tried to wake her up, pestering her. but she gave no answer. she was like a lifeless body. like a doll which looked like an actual human.
his doze broke when the sounds of ambulance entered his ears.
a team od doctors arrived quickly along with phoolan thakur. there was a huge hullaboo in the house. doctors helping her up in the stretcher. the police arrived too...for the first time, investigating the attempt of murder.
it was all unrealistic to him...the family members started mourning which irked him, however he was silent.
he felt as if all his energy had drained out.
the doctors carefully shifted poonam inside the ambulance.
he was about to accompany her...although he could not.
someone jerked him out of the car.
guddi.
'you will stay away from her' guddi said to him softly. her voice was deadly cold, her eyes blazing with fire.
if looks could kill, he would be dead a thousand times.
he did not argue.
the ambulance went to its destination along with everyone.
he was left alone, no one bothered about him...according to the family members,he was the cause for her misfortune.
for the 1st time he wondered, weather they were true.
it started raining heavily.
along with the skies , his eyes were raining too.
he started crying like a baby, like a child who has lost his parents.
with great difficulty, he controlled himself.
anger flashed in his eyes.
he will find the culprit...and he will kill him with the same 'khanjar' with which poonam was attacked.
he will...
next update soon...
how was it?? reviews pls
lots of love!!!!😃
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