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New Delhi city-The Capital-The place where things happen.A bustling city .An overcrowded,overpolluted city .The place is full of with crime -not surprisingly.

Crime -the word is persecuted by law.You do it and u go either behind bars or rely on your smarter senses to remain free.

The criminal world is perhaps the most unsolved mystery in the world.Bruce Wayne tried to decipher it-but look what he turned into- a dreaded batman.There's always a reason behind crime.Some do it in desperate need for money.Some do it as revenge.Some do it in anger.Some in greed.Some as jihad.Some are just psychopaths who cannot control their animal instincts.But the case I am here to describe is way too different, way too unique.

As the Hindus know , demons have invaded and aggrieved the earth in many forms-the 10 headed Ravana,pierced in the tummy by Ram; Kans ,brought to an end by Krishna; Hrininakashyap , who met his fate through Prahlad's prayers.

But all of them were supernatural- demons with special powers and special incarnations of gods sent to put and end to them. But what i am about to describe is a simple human, rather an anti-human.He was made of flesh and bones and blood, breathed the same air as we do,and was indeed no different from me and you.

AND REMEMBER, HE IS NOT A PSYCHOPATH.

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Its 10 at night.The street is empty.The trees are swaying lightly in the cool breeze.The clouds are beginning to collect.They are white clouds-but look black at night.And to us, they will always be black clouds-for the darkness of the night hides their true colour.

A pretty girl-girls are always pretty-breaks the silence of the street with her quick steps.She looks scared for her steps are way too quick for a normal pretty girl.But why is she scared?

Two men are chasing her.They look drunk.Maybe they want something from her.'Crime' begins to show its ugly fangs.A lustful smile passes over their faces.Meanwhile, the girl has started to panic.She shouts for help.And sure enough she gets help.

An attractive young man suddenly appears on the street.The girl stops and so do her chasers.The weak drunkards change their paths and go down the other street, looking clearly disappointed.

She says to the young man,"बहुत बहुत शुक्रिया। अगर आप आज नहीं होते तो ये लोग मुझे नहीं छोड़ते। Thankyou so much".

The young man nods his head in silence.The breeze has started to pick up.

She continues,"आप जैसे लोग आजकल दुनिया में है ही कहाँ । वो तो मेरी नौकरी इतनी लेट छूती है वरना में इस सड़क पर इतनी रात को कभी नहीं आती।"

The man is still silent .Its starting to get colder and breezier.A storm is about to come.The clouds are moving fast- getting together.

And then she asks,"वैसे आपका नाम क्या है ?"

He turns his head towards her and says,"नाशविक", and suddenly the clouds thunder frighteningly ,which sweeps across the entire city .For a moment the lightning lights up the world,and as the girl watches him take a knife out of his pocket , he stabs her in the throat.

And her screams drown in the thunder.

.......................to be continued