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Hey fellas. Surprised to see me.😆 Payal will be updating for me on Wednesday this week as my work schedule has permitted me a Monday off. :D So i'll be posting the update for today shortly. Have patience. :) -luv JC
Part I: The deceit.
Dutta walks into the garage worried and is surprised to hear a laugh. I am sure he recognized it but could not understand why she would be here at this time when he was waiting for her by the lake. He walks forward with his eyes on the ground as if he knew he did not want to see what he was about to witness. But he looks because he knows his mind must be playing games with him because he is just so worried about his Seema. But what he sees.. uff.. the girl he was going to marry, the woman of his dreams, in the arms of his boss (aur woh bhi car ke hood par.. koi kamra nahi hai kya iss seth ke paas.. kanjoos kahi ka). SEEEMAAAAA he screams and rages towards his culprits. And the shameless duo, Govind seth grabs onto her even tighter as if daring him to come closer. He no longer was in a state to think clearly. Grabbing the old man by his shirt he threw him to the ground and then punched him a few times till the leech confirmed his fear.. "I was with him of my own will.. he didn't force me" she said. His hands stopped...knowing that it was a lost fight. "Why Seema" he asked looking like she has stabbed him heard with the sharpest knife she could find. And she dared to compare him.. showing him her hand..shaking it in front of him like he meant nothing to her. "How did you think i'd marry someone like you.. with no money... have you seen you face in the mirror" (he must have thought have you seen yourself hanging onto this old hag...its repulsive.) So it was money she wanted... she wanted gifts.. like she had smiled at him after getting the chain he had bought her.. maybe thats what this was about. So he reached into his pocket.. to show her the ring he got for her... she must believe that he couldn't get her what she wanted... thats why she was behaving this way. He tried to reason, trying hard to hold onto his dreams and hopes...not wanting them to shatter to mercilessly. But she would have none of it. She didn't even want to see what he had in his pocket. She flaunted instead the gold chain that Govind gave her. His grip tightened around the box in his pocket.. how could she sell out for a gold chain.. the love in his heart... the things he did for her.. to give her a better home.. how could all that be nothing in front of a gold chain.
With every word coming out of her mouth he understood the choice he had made was wrong. She ridicules him for the sweat of his brow, the smell of oil on his body and assures him that he could die for all she cared.. because all she needed was money. Finally it sunk in. And he had accepted the fate. He was to loose this fight because there was nothing to fight for. He cocks his head, just wanting to confirm one last thing so he could later explain to himself why this happened, "Did you ever love me" he asked with a smile meant to mock himself for even asking. And she confirms for him that there was nothing between them that he needed to hold onto. "What will you do now, will you kill me" she asked sarcastically. He entertained the thought for a moment. But then he looked away knowing that she wasn't wroth it. She walks away without a care in the world for him.
(I want to Hug him now.. can i plz.)
Part II: First Murder.
He went back to the lake side. Looking at the ring that now symbolized everything he once had hope for, he played back the deceit in his head. His hand made into a fist he shook with anger. It was too much to bare. Too painful. He couldn't live with it. He needed to bury it. So he turned to his only friend Baaji, the only one standing behind him at this late hour, who knew what he was going through. "I need to make money... so much that everyone will have their eyes on me.. and i want to bury this pain".
Next day Baaji took him to a local don. Baaji seemed to know these goons at least to some extent. The guy put a gun in front of him with the photograph of a man... that was his first job. He was expected to prove his ability instead of just talking. He took the gun rethinking if this was what he signed up for, but her voice in his head drowned out everything else. He walked confidently with the gun stacked in his pants. Then he stopped as he noticed that his friend was also following him.. no this was his path.. but Baaji has already become his shadow. He would follow him wherever he went. So he found his target out in the market, waiting for someone by the shop. He took out the gun and aimed. His intentions were unsure, the guy did not look like he was a decent guy, but still it was a life, who was he to take someone's life. His hands shook. But then her voice kept taunting him. It was louder than anything else. It killed all sense of morality. Yet he wasted a shot because his hands trembled. But he ran after the target. He had to do this. Finally cornering him he shot again, multiple times. Because it finally her voice stopped as the gunfire drowned out her annoying voice. And that was his first murder.
Part III: Vengeance.
He returns to the don at a bar and gives him the gun back. The guy appreciates his guts. And is impressed. Hands him a bundle of notes and returns the gun with a number of photographs. Baaji is surprised seeing it.. probably wondering what he has brought his friend into. But Dutta takes it, now there was no turning back. As they walk out of the bar, someone stops Baaji for a drink. But seeing that Dutta disapproves they leave (ironic). He goes on a killing spree. He doesn't know why his targets are being killed, but one thing he knew was that they were also part of the same nasty business. They were no good guys themselves, but did that make it right to kill them. He didn't care. He got paid for it. And by now he has lost count of how many he had killed. He had no fear now. He killed them in broad daylight. And police could do nothing to him. He made money. Lots of it.
He was still narrating the story to Nakku. She stood listening quietly to his plight, neither of them realized how long it had been since they left. It was dark now by the lake. He told her how he finally killed someone without taking money for it. It was his need. One rainy night he walked up to a parked car. They were romancing inside hoping not to be disturbed. But he had every intention of disturbing those who had taken his peace with them. he knocked on the window and Govind seth opened it irritated. Both were shocked to see him and he could see a wave of fear in them. But Govind seth tried to ignore him.. but there was no ignoring him today. He beat the guy to a pulp. Getting hold of a rod he started hitting him till his head was bleeding and he fell to the ground. She was screaming in the background but he didn't hear it. All he saw when he turned around was the fear in her face and the realization of what she had turned him into.. a beast. Thats what he had become.
Precap: Seema begs for forgiveness. Dutta throws money on her face and tells her she was only worth this much. Then he walks away and shoots the car that blows up into a big ball of fire.
Part I: The deceit.
Dutta walks into the garage worried and is surprised to hear a laugh. I am sure he recognized it but could not understand why she would be here at this time when he was waiting for her by the lake. He walks forward with his eyes on the ground as if he knew he did not want to see what he was about to witness. But he looks because he knows his mind must be playing games with him because he is just so worried about his Seema. But what he sees.. uff.. the girl he was going to marry, the woman of his dreams, in the arms of his boss (aur woh bhi car ke hood par.. koi kamra nahi hai kya iss seth ke paas.. kanjoos kahi ka). SEEEMAAAAA he screams and rages towards his culprits. And the shameless duo, Govind seth grabs onto her even tighter as if daring him to come closer. He no longer was in a state to think clearly. Grabbing the old man by his shirt he threw him to the ground and then punched him a few times till the leech confirmed his fear.. "I was with him of my own will.. he didn't force me" she said. His hands stopped...knowing that it was a lost fight. "Why Seema" he asked looking like she has stabbed him heard with the sharpest knife she could find. And she dared to compare him.. showing him her hand..shaking it in front of him like he meant nothing to her. "How did you think i'd marry someone like you.. with no money... have you seen you face in the mirror" (he must have thought have you seen yourself hanging onto this old hag...its repulsive.) So it was money she wanted... she wanted gifts.. like she had smiled at him after getting the chain he had bought her.. maybe thats what this was about. So he reached into his pocket.. to show her the ring he got for her... she must believe that he couldn't get her what she wanted... thats why she was behaving this way. He tried to reason, trying hard to hold onto his dreams and hopes...not wanting them to shatter to mercilessly. But she would have none of it. She didn't even want to see what he had in his pocket. She flaunted instead the gold chain that Govind gave her. His grip tightened around the box in his pocket.. how could she sell out for a gold chain.. the love in his heart... the things he did for her.. to give her a better home.. how could all that be nothing in front of a gold chain.
With every word coming out of her mouth he understood the choice he had made was wrong. She ridicules him for the sweat of his brow, the smell of oil on his body and assures him that he could die for all she cared.. because all she needed was money. Finally it sunk in. And he had accepted the fate. He was to loose this fight because there was nothing to fight for. He cocks his head, just wanting to confirm one last thing so he could later explain to himself why this happened, "Did you ever love me" he asked with a smile meant to mock himself for even asking. And she confirms for him that there was nothing between them that he needed to hold onto. "What will you do now, will you kill me" she asked sarcastically. He entertained the thought for a moment. But then he looked away knowing that she wasn't wroth it. She walks away without a care in the world for him.
(I want to Hug him now.. can i plz.)
Part II: First Murder.
He went back to the lake side. Looking at the ring that now symbolized everything he once had hope for, he played back the deceit in his head. His hand made into a fist he shook with anger. It was too much to bare. Too painful. He couldn't live with it. He needed to bury it. So he turned to his only friend Baaji, the only one standing behind him at this late hour, who knew what he was going through. "I need to make money... so much that everyone will have their eyes on me.. and i want to bury this pain".
Next day Baaji took him to a local don. Baaji seemed to know these goons at least to some extent. The guy put a gun in front of him with the photograph of a man... that was his first job. He was expected to prove his ability instead of just talking. He took the gun rethinking if this was what he signed up for, but her voice in his head drowned out everything else. He walked confidently with the gun stacked in his pants. Then he stopped as he noticed that his friend was also following him.. no this was his path.. but Baaji has already become his shadow. He would follow him wherever he went. So he found his target out in the market, waiting for someone by the shop. He took out the gun and aimed. His intentions were unsure, the guy did not look like he was a decent guy, but still it was a life, who was he to take someone's life. His hands shook. But then her voice kept taunting him. It was louder than anything else. It killed all sense of morality. Yet he wasted a shot because his hands trembled. But he ran after the target. He had to do this. Finally cornering him he shot again, multiple times. Because it finally her voice stopped as the gunfire drowned out her annoying voice. And that was his first murder.
Part III: Vengeance.
He returns to the don at a bar and gives him the gun back. The guy appreciates his guts. And is impressed. Hands him a bundle of notes and returns the gun with a number of photographs. Baaji is surprised seeing it.. probably wondering what he has brought his friend into. But Dutta takes it, now there was no turning back. As they walk out of the bar, someone stops Baaji for a drink. But seeing that Dutta disapproves they leave (ironic). He goes on a killing spree. He doesn't know why his targets are being killed, but one thing he knew was that they were also part of the same nasty business. They were no good guys themselves, but did that make it right to kill them. He didn't care. He got paid for it. And by now he has lost count of how many he had killed. He had no fear now. He killed them in broad daylight. And police could do nothing to him. He made money. Lots of it.
He was still narrating the story to Nakku. She stood listening quietly to his plight, neither of them realized how long it had been since they left. It was dark now by the lake. He told her how he finally killed someone without taking money for it. It was his need. One rainy night he walked up to a parked car. They were romancing inside hoping not to be disturbed. But he had every intention of disturbing those who had taken his peace with them. he knocked on the window and Govind seth opened it irritated. Both were shocked to see him and he could see a wave of fear in them. But Govind seth tried to ignore him.. but there was no ignoring him today. He beat the guy to a pulp. Getting hold of a rod he started hitting him till his head was bleeding and he fell to the ground. She was screaming in the background but he didn't hear it. All he saw when he turned around was the fear in her face and the realization of what she had turned him into.. a beast. Thats what he had become.
Precap: Seema begs for forgiveness. Dutta throws money on her face and tells her she was only worth this much. Then he walks away and shoots the car that blows up into a big ball of fire.
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