The vast bushy area that lined along the national highway from Hyderabad to Mumbai commencing from almost the 305th milestone always wore a deserted look.Stopping a vehicle in this zone was the last thing any driver would do.Apart from a few carnivores and a huge flora, nothing else was expected from that place.But, tonight 3 surprise guests had set foot.
A young man was standing beside a tree.He was letting out puffs of smoke from the corner of his zipped mouth.His momentary sighs made the smoke quickly disappear into the air.A half burnt cigarette was held between his left hand fingers.He made a move towards the tree.The rustle of the fallen leaves could be heard as the man walked.With his back pressed against the bark, he looked down at his inclined legs and narrowed his eyes as bizarre thoughts filled his mind.
It was an immediate realisation that thinking was a mere waste.Instead, He turned his head sideways and watched the remaining two people.
His friend was standing a few maters away.The body of a man was standing at his foot.You needn't study 5 years of medicine to discover that air had just swallowed the last breath of the person lying there,lifeless. He died of heart failure.Both men had no intention of calling the police because the failure was caused by a bullet which punchured the heart.The tiny metal piece came bursting through a revolver which happened to be in the hands of the man nearest to the body.
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