HERO, MISSED CALL AND DISCOVERY


Once upon a time there was a hero, tall, dark and handsome. He was a master in all martial art forms, an expert in singing and strumming the guitar, he was a great scholar of science and literature. A man who knew all trades, a man perfect in every sense, his parents were so proud of him, his teachers loved him and his friends adored him until one day he got a miscall from a beautiful damsel, he called her back and on the other end, he heard a voice as sweet as honey. His heart melt with every word she spoke, that miscall triggered a chain of calls and messages, with every call, with every message. Our hero came closer to the girl. His feelings for her grew deeper and deeper. Every time he asked her to send a pic of hers, she would refuse and tease him by saying, dream me in your imaginations, paint a sketch of me in your mind. Months had passed between them and in this months things had become really serious between them, our hero was addicted to her now, she had become an addiction, a drug to him, he needed her doses everyday. He desperately wanted to meet her, he so badly wanted to meet her. Everytime he asked her to meet, she would refuse by saying, the time has not come yet. He burned in agony, for the wait had become quite long, one day he forced her till death and threatened her that he would break all ties with her if she refused to meet him this time. She had to finally oblige for she had no other option because she didn’t want to lose him. She too had become addicted to him in this days. 


In the midst of the city was an abandoned palace, they decided to meet there. This palace was a discovery by the archaeological survey of India, this palace which was once alive under the reign of Begam Akhtar who ruled this city some centuries ago. The girl was to come in red with red rose in her hands. Our hero too had to wear something in red and he should also have a red rose in his hands. Roses were to be exchanged once they met. On the given day, our hero reached the meeting place on time. He moved his eyes all over the place and in the corner of the palace, he found a girl standing in red attire. She must be the one, he thought and went near her. As he came near her with every step, his heart gave loud screams, it felt as if someone was beating him with a hammer on his chest. He went near her and whispered her name, she responded and slowly turned back. As he looked into her face, he froze there in shock, before him was a face full of scars, an acid burned face it was.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

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