chapter 2

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He reached the xyz apartments. 5 cars in a line halted infront of the gates of the apartments. As soon as he entered the building a positive energy ran inside him. He looks around everywhere which he himself didnt know why. Why he was feeling a sudden happiness. Why he is feeling different. He shrugged off his thoughts. He and His men move towards john's apartment.

On the other side in shehnaaz apartment.

Sana: yaar yeh log abhi tak aaye nahi. Kaha re gaye. Main bore ho rahi hu yaar. Kya karu. Kya karu. John uncle ke ghar jaati hu. Ha yeh sahi hai. Or unhe apni kal wali painting bhi dikhati hu.

She runs towards john's apartment. John knew shehnaaz. He makes the girls enter into prostitute business by selling them to his senior. John was good to shehnaaz so that he could gain her trust and send her also in the same business.
Sana rings the door bell. John opens the door.

Sana: hii john uncle kaise ho aap.
John: arey aaja sana beta. Tu yha. Sab theek.
Sana: ha uncle. Main aapko apni painting dikhane aayi thi.
John: pele andar to aa. Come
Sana: ha uncle.

Sana goes inside and talk about some random stuff with him.

Sana: uncle main aapke liye coffee banakar lau.
John: ha ja beta. Bana la. Samaan
Sana: pata hai uncle. Aap betho main bas 10 min me aai.
John: okk mam.

She giggles and goes in the kitchen. And again the door bell rings. John opens the door. And there he was standing with hands in his pocket with a smirk on his face and 8 men around him.

Sid: hello mr. John.
John: aap?
Sid: andar aaiye sab pata lag jayga. Aaiye aaiye aap hi ka ghar hai.
John: excuse me? Aap hai kon. Or aise mere ghr me kaise ghus re hai.

Sid goes and sit on the counch with his arms on the either side.

Sid: sit.

John looks around the people who were havings guns in their hands. He takes his hand back to take out his gun from his waist band.

Sid: a..a..a dont even try. Yeh jo log dekh rahe hai ho na. Inhe ek min nahi lagega tumhe....u know what i mean. Its better shaanti se betho.

John sits down infront of him.

Sid: so u were asking kon hu me. My name is sidharth shukla, a business man. But. (he takes out his gold lady) a mafia king too.

John opens his eyes wide in shock.

Sid: yeh baat kisi ko nahi pata. Par tum soch rahe hoge ki main yeh tumhe kyu bata ra hu. Kyunki kisi or ko btane ke liye tum zinda kaha bachoge. Now come on quick kaha hai vo ladkio jinko tum export karne wale ho.
John: or na batau to.
Sid: do you have an option. Dekho u r dying in either way. Sach bataoge to asaan maut maroge nahi to u know. Now speak up.

John remain quiet.

Sid: max

Max goes and keeps a knife on his neck.

Sid: u wanna try me.
John: main batata hu. Ise hatao.

Sid gestures to remove it.

John: vo marine port me ek cargo me hai. 150 ladkia hai or unki puri detail mere phone me hai.
Sid: whom are you following.
John: singh

Sid eyes go wide open. He immediately gets up from the couch and grabs his collars.

Sid: (with red short eyes) kaha.
John: mujhe nahi pata. M..meri sirf usse phone pe baat hoti hai.
Sid: karan.
Karan: yes boss.
Sid: iska phone lo. Zarurat pade to patal se bhi pakad ke lao use. And un ladkio ko unke ghar poncha do.
Karan: yess boss.

In a minute sid takes his gold plated pistol and shoots john in his head emptiying the whole pistol. His face was red with anger. All the people present there were amused that how come sid face is showing anger. There is always a smirk on his face which was replaced by anger. Suddenly they all heard a scream.

Sana: aaaaaaaaaaaa.....john uncle.

Sid was facing his back. He turn around to look at her. As soon as he looked at her his world stopped, his whole anger vanished.

Sid: (in mind) sana.....ha...Ha..yeh...Yeh..sana hai. Meri sana hai yeh. Ha oh my god. Yeh..yeh..yeh..itni badi or kitni sundar ho gayi. Mujhe ise pehchanne ke liye iska ehsaas hi kaafi hai. Yeh bilkul bhi vo chashmish nahi rahi. Par kya isne mujhe pehchana. God plz dont do this. Iski aankho me yeh hatred. Nahi nahi nahi isne mujhe dekh lia isko maarte hue.

Flashback on...

A 7 year old sana goes in his best friend's house running.

Sana: sidhuuu....sidhhuuuu....kaha hai tu bahar aa na.
Sid: arey o chashmish main yahi hu.
Sana: sidhu... Dekh na main poem competition me first aai.
Sid: arey waah kya baat hai meri sanu.

He make her sit in his lap and kisses her cheek.
Sana: teri sanu kitni intelligent hai na.
Sid: my sanu is the best.

Flashabck off.....

Sana grabs his collar.

Sana: tumne kyu kia yeh. Kyu mara inhe. Ha. Bolo chup kyu khade ho.
Sid: sana.
Sana: tum. Tumhe mera naam kaise pata. Or kyu kia tumne yeh.

One of his man come and holds sana hand. Immediately sid shots his hand.

Sid: how dare you touch her. Leave her. U okk?
Sana: are you mad or what.

A smile comes on his face seeing his sanu infront of his eyes after so many years.

He holds her hand and drags her towards the door

Sana: kya hai. Whats your problem. Chodo mujhe.
Sid: karan. You know what to do.
Karan: yes boss.
Sana: what are you upto. I said leave me.

Sid gives her death glare.

Sana: kya. Ghur kya rahe ho. Tumhe kya lagta hai tumse darti hu me. Bloody murderer.

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