Written by Anindya Mukherjee

Yes I do kill........

I do kill to earn my bread I get contracts to eliminate humans shoot them and get money in return not because I enjoy pulling the trigger but because now it has become a part of life Wen I started I had an ambition I had a mission I had a vision I had goals and dreams to fulfill them but destiny had different plans for me They came in my home wen I was an engineering student They killed my dad in front of my eyes, my mom died of shock misbehaved with my elder sister till she was mad I went to police but they were more powerful so the police listened to them out of revenge i had to take ............their life I did what law was supposed to do and as they did not work I had to do what was illegal I went to their place one day collecting a gun and I killed them and ran, they were 6 the goons of our locality...i killed them Then a minister gave me shelter in return I had to work for him...... I soon became the don and a political murder A hit man who killed for a contract and Enjoyed with alcohol, with drugs music and cigarettes I have all facilities, all amenities The police now fear me because of my political backing The common man say I am RAVAN I am a beast, a dangerous man but before I entered the underworld I thought of building the world's tallest skyscraper I thought of designing world class roads in our country But now even if I want I cannot return and I know my future is sealed a day my lever may burst, my brain may stop or i may be a source of medal for an encounter specialist officer but for the time am alive I am the king but inside my heart i mourn loudly and pray god god take me back and send me to hell A hitman like me does not pick guns by choice but was compelled to......if corruption exists people like me will grow and rule ........narrated by a don before he shot himself

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