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Two nights of love (part I)
PROLOGUE
Lines of love are really boring man…sadist! You keep on killing people…enough all your theories of love…blah…blah. I had enough of it. So now, let me try something different. Being haunted by Corona, this Ludo guy is in continuous contact with girls. I wish, I could be Ludo… apart from all this, what have I come up with?
A wonderful story with lots of characterization flowing out of the world…nothing like that! Just a feel good story upto my knowledge. We people would have come across a lot of policemen in our life (a salute to all those working outside despite all these situations) of course, it’s a cop story. Don’t fear much, it’s not of that type blasting criminals with bare hands but a piece of emotional cop story with lots of suspects…
I assure you clearly that the guy you think to be the wanted in this story is not…oh! You have been developed, man. I expect this from you (atleast for my sake…) if all of this sounds horrible…go back to my old stories, they’ll comfort you. To all those people bored of their online classes; crush chats; multiplayer games; household works; conference calls and whatever you do…turn around! Am here to present you my next story (I think so…) do read it and let all your suspects overflow. In our busy world, we’re least bothered of all those crimes happening around us. We make our move if it affects our daily routine. What a life out of shit right? Making all our faults fall on someone else, all of us are just a piece of mistakes of midnights. So yep! Welcome to my world of crime…
EVERY NIGHT I SEE YOU…
‘October 22nd , Monday evening 3.25 PM’
“am tired of it. Am really done. This is not gonna’ work anymore. I had been working here in this fucking software job for years, I have just changed my seat barely to three corners. I hate it completely but I have to do it running through all my clients. I could not follow my passion, of course, it does not fetch me money but atleast I would have been happy. Nothing happened in my life as I wished. I was pushed into the college, I was forced to marry and I had to go for a job and now am here. I have never felt myself in my life. And now really, it’s too late to think of all these in this age after being a father but in my entire life, where I am…”, Harish was thinking about all his fate in life.
“ Harish!Our boss is calling you”, one of his collegues informed.
“oh! This alarm is again on… I’ve got to manage snoozing it...”, he stood up with hatred. He entered into his room.
“Harish…”, the manager’s call was accompanied by his phone’s ringtone. He had a call and all of a sudden his silent mode has vanished. He ignored it but he had repeated calls…
“please go fuck it! And then let me start thrashing you”, the manager terrified.
“hello! Who’s this? Don’t you get me if I ignore your calls continuously. Who the hell are you?”, he yelled.
“yup, hello! Harish right?”, a soft tone enquired.
“yeah, it’s me. Who are you baby?”, he started blushing.
“am Priyanka, Inspector of police. Please don’t panic. We’ve found a dead body of a young lady over here. All we could find is only her mobile phone. She’ve called you last night and that’s her final dial up. We guess that you’ll definitely know her. Can you please come over here”, she requested.
Harish could not realize what was happening. He could not understand why they are...
Lines of love are really boring man…sadist! You keep on killing people…enough all your theories of love…blah…blah. I had enough of it. So now, let me try something different. Being haunted by Corona, this Ludo guy is in continuous contact with girls. I wish, I could be Ludo… apart from all this, what have I come up with?
A wonderful story with lots of characterization flowing out of the world…nothing like that! Just a feel good story upto my knowledge. We people would have come across a lot of policemen in our life (a salute to all those working outside despite all these situations) of course, it’s a cop story. Don’t fear much, it’s not of that type blasting criminals with bare hands but a piece of emotional cop story with lots of suspects…
I assure you clearly that the guy you think to be the wanted in this story is not…oh! You have been developed, man. I expect this from you (atleast for my sake…) if all of this sounds horrible…go back to my old stories, they’ll comfort you. To all those people bored of their online classes; crush chats; multiplayer games; household works; conference calls and whatever you do…turn around! Am here to present you my next story (I think so…) do read it and let all your suspects overflow. In our busy world, we’re least bothered of all those crimes happening around us. We make our move if it affects our daily routine. What a life out of shit right? Making all our faults fall on someone else, all of us are just a piece of mistakes of midnights. So yep! Welcome to my world of crime…
EVERY NIGHT I SEE YOU…
‘October 22nd , Monday evening 3.25 PM’
“am tired of it. Am really done. This is not gonna’ work anymore. I had been working here in this fucking software job for years, I have just changed my seat barely to three corners. I hate it completely but I have to do it running through all my clients. I could not follow my passion, of course, it does not fetch me money but atleast I would have been happy. Nothing happened in my life as I wished. I was pushed into the college, I was forced to marry and I had to go for a job and now am here. I have never felt myself in my life. And now really, it’s too late to think of all these in this age after being a father but in my entire life, where I am…”, Harish was thinking about all his fate in life.
“ Harish!Our boss is calling you”, one of his collegues informed.
“oh! This alarm is again on… I’ve got to manage snoozing it...”, he stood up with hatred. He entered into his room.
“Harish…”, the manager’s call was accompanied by his phone’s ringtone. He had a call and all of a sudden his silent mode has vanished. He ignored it but he had repeated calls…
“please go fuck it! And then let me start thrashing you”, the manager terrified.
“hello! Who’s this? Don’t you get me if I ignore your calls continuously. Who the hell are you?”, he yelled.
“yup, hello! Harish right?”, a soft tone enquired.
“yeah, it’s me. Who are you baby?”, he started blushing.
“am Priyanka, Inspector of police. Please don’t panic. We’ve found a dead body of a young lady over here. All we could find is only her mobile phone. She’ve called you last night and that’s her final dial up. We guess that you’ll definitely know her. Can you please come over here”, she requested.
Harish could not realize what was happening. He could not understand why they are...
