Story about two aspiring dancer Akshat and Raman having a mutual enemy, Harsh. And at that peak of competition and that level of hate for which they could even kill each other.
Enemy's Enemy = Friend.
So they became friends, and continued their fake talk in the home coz, mumma's gonna find out something weird!
Don't know why those two were like this.
Is it okay for brothers to have this kind of bitterness?
Is hunger for passion more than any relation?
But as there was an upcoming opportunity to shine on a national level, everyone got engaged in preparation. This time not just to win but also to prove themselves to someone.
Harsh, on the other side, belonged to a less privileged background, so his only dream was to make his family's condition better. Akshat and Raman were preparing at their best and so came the time for selection. From his academy only two were to be selected. This was the chance everybody wanted to grab but the brothers were up to something else. They knew they were the best but Harsh wasn't gonna leave the battle too soon.
Battle wasn't just between them, but between their minds too.
Evil took over the minds of Akshat and Raman and they decided to wipe out their competitor.
So the night before performance, Raman payed a visit to Harsh. Shocking to see his enemy at door, still Harsh invited him in.
As soon as he turned to lead him inside his house, Raman led him somewhere else, with a gunshot at his head.
That fall, that moment made him realise what a blunder he did. He killed a man for fuck's sake!!! Just for his greed. There wasn't an evil inside him anymore because he was one now, guilt trapped his feet at the doorstep. Shaking throughout the body, he managed to get in his car somehow.
As soon as he left Akshat reached the spot with the same motive, but his eyes weren't capable of accepting the truth he has just seen. He was disturbed. He just wanted to rush home and pretend that he saw nothing and nothing happened.
Fear of getting caught ate them both and the guilt of taking a life wasn't gonna leave them soon. As for the next day they did performed and they both saw guilt in each other's eyes. Although the result announced them selected, they didn't wanted to make any step further.
The other dancers were disturbed to know about the murder and the investigation started soon. The crime they committed could cost them their lives in prison or death at worst.
From anxiety and horror along with the disturbed mind they chose their own punishment.
Akshat was found hanging on the fan with teared up selection letter scattered over ground. Raman was found within his own blood in the bathroom which he freed from his veins by the razor.
A competition for Fame, a hate for Life, they were free of all the boundaries.
In another land, maybe their story will be the same, or maybe they'll be friends.
Enemy's Enemy = Friend.
So they became friends, and continued their fake talk in the home coz, mumma's gonna find out something weird!
Don't know why those two were like this.
Is it okay for brothers to have this kind of bitterness?
Is hunger for passion more than any relation?
But as there was an upcoming opportunity to shine on a national level, everyone got engaged in preparation. This time not just to win but also to prove themselves to someone.
Harsh, on the other side, belonged to a less privileged background, so his only dream was to make his family's condition better. Akshat and Raman were preparing at their best and so came the time for selection. From his academy only two were to be selected. This was the chance everybody wanted to grab but the brothers were up to something else. They knew they were the best but Harsh wasn't gonna leave the battle too soon.
Battle wasn't just between them, but between their minds too.
Evil took over the minds of Akshat and Raman and they decided to wipe out their competitor.
So the night before performance, Raman payed a visit to Harsh. Shocking to see his enemy at door, still Harsh invited him in.
As soon as he turned to lead him inside his house, Raman led him somewhere else, with a gunshot at his head.
That fall, that moment made him realise what a blunder he did. He killed a man for fuck's sake!!! Just for his greed. There wasn't an evil inside him anymore because he was one now, guilt trapped his feet at the doorstep. Shaking throughout the body, he managed to get in his car somehow.
As soon as he left Akshat reached the spot with the same motive, but his eyes weren't capable of accepting the truth he has just seen. He was disturbed. He just wanted to rush home and pretend that he saw nothing and nothing happened.
Fear of getting caught ate them both and the guilt of taking a life wasn't gonna leave them soon. As for the next day they did performed and they both saw guilt in each other's eyes. Although the result announced them selected, they didn't wanted to make any step further.
The other dancers were disturbed to know about the murder and the investigation started soon. The crime they committed could cost them their lives in prison or death at worst.
From anxiety and horror along with the disturbed mind they chose their own punishment.
Akshat was found hanging on the fan with teared up selection letter scattered over ground. Raman was found within his own blood in the bathroom which he freed from his veins by the razor.
A competition for Fame, a hate for Life, they were free of all the boundaries.
In another land, maybe their story will be the same, or maybe they'll be friends.
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