Story Continues.....The next day ( At funeral )- Parky gale gusted over the place.... vehement screeching reverberated..... A congregation present in a concourse mourned for the one laying on a bed made from dry woods.....a doleful moment for some. It was time..... time for the official goodbye from him to those who ever associated with him. A young and thriving person this world lost.Arjun Merchant, Age : 52 , Reason of death : Natural cause / Heartattack. Everyone showed their condolences, his haters, his rivals, his friends, his family, his child- no maybe not him.They all looked at the body laid on a white cloth, wrapped in the same coloured cloth and flowers everywhere around it. It was hard to accept- this healthy looking person who was maybe smiling and breathing few hours ago is now placed on his death bed. "Yatharth?" A stuttering voice of a woman called out. Her eyes prickled yet she looked around to spot him. Her and her dead husband's only son. Heads turned aroun
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