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December 2021

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It’s been two weeks for now, that I had run on those grassy hills with Aahan. Never had I been so happy and carefree in fifteen years of my life. I just remember going to camp in Gulmarg Hill station when I was seven years old. And there it happened, the most traumatic incident of our lives. Mum was lying dead on the bed, with mattress red with blood and lavenders were scattered in every corner of the room. My father, and I were petrified at that scene. My father the head officer of the CBI is used to all these incidents though. But being a loveable husband and a family man, he couldn’t control himself. He knelt down with a thud and threw the hefty reading table on which there were few of his files. Those files let themselves in the air for a second and settled back on…