For the last one hour Krishna was standing there on his previous position, his eyes were spotted onto the sand where blood, some fresh bones, and some other remnants of a human body was scattered.
The dogs had also returned after finishing their task, his men wanted to say that everything has already finished. But noticing the intense murderous aura oozing out from him, nobody dared to even make a sound, they just stood there stiffly and waited for their boss to return in his sense again.
After what felt so long a white Maybach arrived and two young men stepped out of it.
Kabir & Mohit looked at the faces of their men and understood the whole matter, without waiting anymore Kabir walked towards his brother hurriedly and stood beside him, he could feel the rage of Krishna, the man was seething in rage.
He slowly put one of his hand on his shoulder without showing fear, or resistance, but the moment his hand touched his T-shirt his eyes widened, his body was on fire.
Not fever, but in rage. He felt his palm burnt, but he gripped the shoulder firmly. He knows that only he could calm him down in this condition. "Vai, calm down! Everything is fine!" He whispered the words slowly before his ears.
As if his words registered in his mind Krishna snapped his gaze onto his side to see the person. The person was none other than his younger brother. Kabir looked in his bloodshot eyes with hope, love & longing.
Krishna was suddenly snapped out of his daze and closed his eyes to calm the raging tornado inside his heart. "What are you doing here?" He asked still closing his eyes.
Then after a deep breath he opened his eyes again, the redness and the terrifying murderous aura had already dissipated. Kabir felt relieved and spoke out slowly, "Vai, it's time to leave. Dad's waiting for you!"
Krishna nod his head curtly and with one last glance over the desert he turned towards his car, they didn't wasted anymore second there and stepped inside the cars before leaving the place immediately.
.....
All the ten cars stopped at the sea shore and everyone stepped down.
A grand arrangements for some puja could be seen there, the big hawan kund was ready, and fire was litting inside. Priests were chanting the mantra.
Krishna stared at the photo which could be seen from afar. The person in the frame was staring at him, but today he didn't turned his eyes from the man, but stared at him back.
It looked like they were having some telepathic conversation with each other.
A middle aged man walked towards the two brothers and hand over some white clothes to Krishna.
He turned towards him finally after composing himself. Then, without saying. any word he took the clothes and walked straight towards the sea water.
After sometime he returned wearing a white silk dhoti and a sacred thread over his upper
body. His well built physic with strong 18 inces biceps were full on view, water was dripping from his sun kissed skin.
Mohit and Sheetal was standing with the others when he noticed her staring at the man with wide eyes, and rolled his eyes. He closed her mouth shut, "He just killed his uncle mercilessly sometimes ago before your eyes." He reminded her resulting the girl to quickly retract her eyes.
She turned towards him and talked in a voice filled with wonder, "Whenever I see this man, only one sentence runs in my mind : Don't judge a book by its cover!" She said thoughtfully shaking her head.
The man was godly handsome without any single flaw, each of his body parts were perfectly sculpted. Every single thing about him was screaming perfection.
One single glance from him and any women will be head over heels in love with him. But the problem was just a small number of people had the luck to see him, and they would love to kill themselves rather than falling in love with him.
For them he was the distinguished personality whom one could admire, respect, fear, worship but nobody can touch, nor fall in love with.
Unaware of his subordinates thoughts, Krishna straight walked towards the hawan kund and took his seat before starting the puja.
Kabir just stood beside him and stared at his brother and sighed, he doesn't remember anything much about his childhood, nor his parents. For him Krishna was his father, mother, brother and everything, his only family.
Since childhood he never felt even a single ounce of pain, nor grief. This elder brother of his, whom the whole world is fearful of, had always saved him from every cruelty of the world. For him Krishna was his world.
The entire world see his success, his cruelty, his ruthlessness. But only he was the person who had seen his elder brother's pain, grief, anguish, loneliness. He witnessed all the struggle of his brother for the last eighteen years just to reach this place.
He was the witness of the uncountable sleepless nights of his brother, he witnessed the unseen wounds of his brother. Every year this day comes in their life, and brings back all the bitter memories which they tries to forget every moment.
He could understand what was going on inside the man, when he was standing in front of the man who was responsible for their miseries, who turned the cheerful, bright and bubbly little boy into a cruel, ruthless, heartless devil.
His trail of thoughts broke as Krishna stood up finishing the puja which was arranged for their father on his eighteenth death anniversary.
"Bro, Mom, Dad is very much offended and angry with your decision of directly returning to country I. Mom strictly ordered that we should have tonight's dinner at home." Kabir told everything that he was told by their mother this morning.
Krishna didn't said anything immediately and thought for sometime before nodding in agreement. "Okay then, let's go home first." With the curt reply he sat in his car.
Kabir didn't wasted anymore time and signalled their men to step inside the cars and himself sat inside with his brother before signaling Mohit to start the engine.
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In Country I,
Sitara was washing her hands after finishing her last surgery of the night when a nurse came running towards her, "Dr. Singhania...!!"
Sitara turned listening the airy voice to see a female nurse huffing, probably out of breath for running so fast, "What's the problem?" She asked raising her brows.
"It... it's an emer... gency, the daughter of our director tried to commit suicide thus evening, and they brought her here!" The girl informed her hurriedly.
"There's so many other doctors who are much more efficient than me, inform them. I've to leave immediately." Sitara firmly refused to go after glancing over her wrist watch.
She could feel her health was slowly getting worse, but the nurse contemplated, "Dr., director want you to stay there and do the treatment!" She said hesitantly after a while.
Sitara was already feeling her head heavy, but after listening everything she sighed tiredly, "Fine, let's go."