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Prologue
Samaira Mehra was rolling over the big bed. Sleep already left from her eyes. She got up & sat on the bed.She hold her head & banged her hand on the bed in frustration. Its her 5th year Marriage Anniversary & she is sitting alone in her bedroom,infact, in the big bunglow.Tears started flowing from her eyes.She opened the windows of her bedroom. It was almost pitch dark outside, only some stars are twinkling in the sky. Samaira's life also filled with darkness. She was a famous actress in theatre. She is married to Arjun Mehra, who is a scientist. But loneliness is killing her. Her husband is always busy with his experiments. Their married life is over long ago. Samaira herself forgot when they had their last sexual encounter. She has another grief that they tried but she was unable to conceive. What problem? Whose Problem? Arjun never cared to know. He never consulted with any doctor though he is a scientist himself & she is still craving for motherhood. Many time, she thought of Divorce, the most easiest solution, but soon she realized that not possible. She can't live without him. Now, she is living in Shimla with her husband, who is busy in his life's most important project. Samaira wanted this break for a long time.
Some people removed the cover from Jishnu's eyes. By profession, Jishnu is a contract killer. He kill people in cool mind & without leaving any trace. He is still a mystery to the Police. Jishnu looked at his kidnappers. An old man was sitting before him.
Jishnu- How dare you guys?? You people don't know me.
The Old Man- Of course, We know each & every details about you. You have to do a work for us. Don't worry about money. You will get what you never imagined.
Jishnu- really?? & what that work??
The Old Man- You have to kill someone.
Jishnu- Whom?
The old man gave him a mocking smile. Another man came & hold a mirror infront of Jishnu.
The Old Man- You have to kill him whose reflection you are watching.
Jishnu- What nonsense??
The Old Man threw a photograph infront of Jishnu. "Look at him, he is Arjun Mehra. Your height, figure, eye colour just like him. Only the look differs. So you have to kill yourself to reborn as Arjun Mehra."
Jishnu looked at the old man with his mouth open. The Old Man threw a blank cheque on Jishnu's face. "now, are you ready? But let me tell you this is your first cheque, not the last."
Jishnu took a deep breath. His eyes were shinning with greed." But how is it possible?"
The Old Man- meet him, He is Doctor Culbert, the famous Plastic Surgeon. He will make it possible.
IPS Yagya Basu sat in her own car & was watching the beautiful landscape outside. Now, she is on the way to Shimla, their she got her new posting as a special Investigating Officer in CBI. She wondered what the emergency that her higher authority ordered her to join soon. She was posted in Chandigarh, their she was investigating the murder of a businessman. At first, she was not getting any clue. But she is a sharp-minded Officer & she always believe that perfect Crime is only possible when there is loopholes in Investigation process. After working hard for some days, she got a face & name. "Jishnu". But Alas!! She got her next posting before arresting him. Though she gave full details to the Officer who took charge in place of her. Yagya sighed, Above all, she is very much happy because her best friend from school life, Samaira Khanna,now Mehra is now in Shimla, & its time for reunion.
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