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Chapter 65 - BARSHA

A/N: I wish to explain meaning of some words here as it is necessary for people to understand the meaning of these words,

I mean if you are reading this until now you must know meaning of my character's names,

Even then let me explain:

Major characters:

Basanta: Spring season,

Grishma: Summer season,

Barsha: Rainy season,

Sharad: Autumn Season,

Hemant: Winter season,

Shishir: Late Winter Season as there is no perfect word in English for this season,

The calendar of Ritupur starts from Basanta and ends with Shishir,

Side Character:

The name Sagar means Ocean,

Muna is the girl's name given to symbolize innocence of the young girl who appears in very popular novel in Ritupur named 'Saga of the Ages,'

This name is quite popular in Ritupur,

Swirl

The sound of rotating object in the table entered my ears,

Hehehe,

The rotating object was gun or more precisely revolver with a very powerful silencer,

But even though there was a silencer,

I knew if I used this gun there would be a sound loud enough for people next door but there is no need to worry because the highest floor of my complex was entirely mine,

There was a doll in front of me,

The doll was as big as the average human and was that of a famous idol,

Swirl,

Swirl,

As I rotated the pistol,

The gun kept on spinning and finally came to stop,

The gun suppressor or we can say muzzle was pointed toward the doll,

Swiss,

I picked up the gun and pressed the trigger,

Click,

There was no sound of bullet being fired only hammer striking the empty shell,

So, I started spinning the gun again,

Swirl,

Swirl,

And finally, it came to stop but this time,

The gun was pointing at me,

I picked up the gun and slowly pointed towards my temple,

My hand was trembling with fear,

Even though I killed people like cutting grass with no mercy but when it came to kill myself,

I couldn't do it,

Huff,

Huff,

I should drink some bear,

I think I can play this game only when I am drunk,

I jumped from mattress and entered my kitchen opened my Fridge and took out a bottle of bear,

I opened the cap of bottle and directly gulped down the whole bottle of bear,

Hahh,

I picked up the pistol and slowly put the nozzle toward my head and as I was about to press the trigger,

Ring,

Ring,

"There is a letter from someone unknown, For you Owner, It only wrote give it to Sky lady,"

The manager of my apartment said in loud voice,

I had a wonderful idea in my mind,

I said out loud,

"Read the letter, When I say read okay!!!"

"Yes, Owner"

I went near the locker of my room opened my locker and took out a revolver with 16 barrels it was special made for me as a sign of respect by those people,

I removed all the 15 bullets inside and kept only one,

I spun the cylinder and put the gold-plated revolver with 16 barrels near my head and pressed the trigger!

Click!

Click!

Click!

It was empty,

I fucking survived the first three shots,

Hahahahahaha

I roared loudly "Read,"

The manager started reading the letter,

His voice was a little bit fearful but audible clearly,

He said "It is a poem, Owner,"

I said "Read line by line,"

He read the first line "Even though Ocean (Sagar) is boundless, it will dry someday later,"

I pressed the trigger again

Click!

Click!

Click!

I survived it again,

Hahahahahaha,

I gulped down the bottle of bear again,

He continued,

"The Happiness of Barsha must die for Sharad to prosper!!"

Click!

Click!

Click!

The manager continued "Sagar dries out today and seeks Barsha to finish off Sharadha so Hemant could start"

Click!

Click!

Bang!!!

The manager outside shuddered in the fear

"The fuck happened,"

He ran away in the fear,

The Barsha lay in the mattress of the floor,

Her last word before losing consciousness were

"Sharad Hmmm, I was too lat-"

There was blood dripping from her forehead and she was certainly dead,

A/N: The name explanation was needed for you to understand the poem,

As it makes it more clear to you people now,

The writer is Sagar and he explains how the killer is named Sharad and happiness of Barsha is Muna,

I hope you can understand the poem,

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