![]() ![]() Marte hai tum par, toh kya maar hi dalogi" he whispered in my ear. " Mohobbat karte hai tumse, toh kya pagal kar dalogi. He grabbed my hands and pinned them on the wall beside me and leaning closer I turned my face away. He tried to intimidate me but I also look at him with the same intensity. He looks at me and starts walking towards me taking predatory steps. I turned and my eyes widened as I see him sitting on my bed. " From now on you're husband and wife" the Priest announced. He raise his hand and filled my hairline with sindoor. ![]() He come dangerously close to me and I close my eyes suddenly I felt him pull away and I open my eyes I see them all going but one thing caught my attention it's a shiny object which he held in his hand. My back collided with the wall and he come close to me. I keep looking at him and he takes a step forward. His face was covered with a white handkerchief but his eyes are visible. I take a step forward and the person who is standing in front of my brother turned and my breathing stopped. My brother looks at me like he wants to say something to me but can't say it. ![]() " Bhai" I called him and everyone look at me startled. The office is dark and my brother is standing in the middle and 3 - 4 people are around him. " Bhai" I entered my brother's office to call him outside. SIYAASAT the game of power, greed, envy, selfishness, conspiracy. ![]()
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