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Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Previously on Murder Mystery: Samaera was found  dead  while Sahil was found negotiating with someone in a  dark alley  . Samaera's  post mortem  was going on while media was busy speculating about the murder. Sahil was in   a  big problem  and Ratan was trying desperately to prove Sahil as a  murderer . Mishra Ji get's the  report . Sahil makes a  big announcement  and so does the  police department . ******* The press conferences which happened on the same day were the biggest hit on all media houses. Breaking news and twitter handles were flashing on the screen, debates were happening on prime time and people have started discussing the murder mystery of Samaera. Sahil entered his cabin and sat on his favourite red leathered seat, which was gifted by his wife when he celebrated his 40 th birthday. The upholstery was little torn and the seat must have...

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Previously on Murder Mystery: Samaera was found  dead while Sahil was found negotiating with someone in a  dark alley  . Samaera's  post mortem  was going on while media was busy speculating about the murder. Sahil was in a big problem  and Ratan was trying desperately to get to prove Sahil as a murderer . Mishra Ji get's the  report . Sahil makes a big announcement . ********  A press conference was lined up for the commissioner of Police, who sat uncomfortably on a chair, cushioned with the red velvet cloth. Standing behind him was Narayan, the head constable and sitting beside him was the man in charge of this case, Mishra. Media was anxiously waiting for the commissioner to speak. “Good morning everyone, we have got the reports and the reports said exactly what we thought earlier.” said the proud commissioner, as if he had solved the murder mystery. “But, what does the report ...

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Previously on Murder Mystery- Mishra Ji gets the report of Samaera's murder- Chapter-06 ********** A press conference was lined up for Sahil of Samaera Enterprise, which was renamed by Sahil from Kapoor Enterprise after he had married the elder daughter of one of the most powerful business tycoon of India-the Shah. Vinit Shah was a big name in the textile industry and after his demise, it was his daughters Samaera and Sanjana, both Harvard graduates, who were filling their dad’s shoes. “Mr Kapoor sorry for your wife’s demise. But, what is your after thoughts after she is gone?” asked a reporter. Since the flashes continuously popped up and the camcorder light was too glaring; Sahil was not able to see anyone’s face. “Listen, I am here for business, not for any personal chit chat. I am in a very tight position right now, both personally and professionally and hence will request you and everyone sitting here to stic...

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Chapter-05 is here: The police station was a grimy place; fan circling around a small motor at a speed which felt slower than the earth’s revolution. Mishra Ji was sitting, eyes closed, on a cross netted chair in his cabin, which was shrieking because of his weight. Sweat beads were forming on his forehead mixed with the hair oil he must have applied in the morning. Few registers were lying opened on the table haphazardly, enjoying the stains of tea, oil and ink. The constable standing near him was animatedly talking to a crook sitting on the floor, wearing tattered clothes and enjoying a cup of tea with him, as if he was some relative of the constable. “Sir the medical report….come….Samaera murder case” announced another constable while entering in the cabin. Few words were eaten up by the creaky noise of the door. He tried to stand as soon as possible, but his weight and bulging stomach created problem to bring his centr...

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Chapter-04 is here: Ratan barged in the cabin of the chief editor of Indian Herald. He knew he had something in his hand but wanted to consult his senior. “Raj, I have the news that on the murder day Sahil met someone outskirts of the city. My source provided me this news.” He was quite confident about this information. “I know Samaera was your dear friend Ratan, but Sahil is a big man. Putting the light on him can be dangerous if it’s not proved. We have to be really sure about it.” Raj was quick to...

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Chapter-03 is here The AC was on full blast while the room was chill; the conversation happening inside the conference room was heated. The expansion plan looked like failing and the stock price was coming down. Sahil was a worried man. It was speculated that Sahil was behind his wife’s murder, due to her adulterated relationship with Ratan. Though he denied, the media sentiments were hurting his business sentiments. He tried explaining things to the stakeholders but they were skeptical. Secretary came rushing in towards Sahil; while he was still busy explaining the projections to the stakeholder. “It’s better be important otherwise, will send you where my wife is.” he was clearly frantic. She ignored his comment and came running and whispered something in his ears. She was an eye candy hired just to keep clients and stakeholder busy when things were not going right, a strategic placement of a “commodity”. “Exc...

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Chapter-02 is here The doctors were busy putting cuts on the body of Samaera. The reporters were anxiously waiting outside to get even the smallest bit of information that could help them get their newspaper or channel the required viewership. Ratan eyes were fixed on the small window, through which he could see everything that doctors were doing with the dead body of his friend. He had tears in his eyes and duty in front to get the news to his newspaper chief editor. It was as difficult for him as for a doctor who has to operate his own family member. There was some discussion going on inside the post mortem chamber while police and head of forensics were observing each detail minutely. Doctor was taking the sample of the deceased private part just to make sure, whether she was raped or went through any sexual assault of sorts. “Doctor, don’t you feel sometimes to sleep with departed souls...it is easier....” Joked Mi...

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Chapter-01 is here Sahil walked down a dark alley, completely oblivious of the fact that he had got a company behind.  The bats resting upside down were the only witness to what was going to happen there.   “You are late.” The voice was dense and echoed through the walls of that alley. The man’s face was covered with a dark cloth whose colour was hard to detect due to darkness. “I had some issues at home, which needed my attention. Actually...” Sahil was hesitant and his voice told he is little agitated too. “Ok...Ok...Not here to listen to your family drama. Where is my package? I hope you didn’t forget that.” Time was money for him. “I will give the package, but, before that I want to know whether my work was done or not” Sahil asked authoritatively. He didn't like the way that man cut his cue there. “My work is always complete. I don’t like free lunch and neither the person I work for. S...

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Disclaimer:   This work is totally fictional and has no resemblance with anyone dead or alive. I am trying to write something which I have never tried and I hope you will like it. Please feel free to comment on shortcomings and liking. The title taken is generic because the story will pan out itself and it will be written impulsively. ********************************************************************** Water droplets were falling from the tap at a very slow pace, as if they were in no hurry to go into the sink. The silence was deafening and only camera clicks could be heard in an already dim kitchen, having only one source of light, which was also flickering as if crying for being helpless. The fruit basket was on the floor and the fruits were happily mingling with white pearls. There was an obnoxious smell, so bad that even a rotten vegetable could feel ashamed of. The stains on the otherwise white wall were trying ...

The sun was out and the birds could be seen trying to touch the sky and making enough noise, as if telling me “Wake up, if we are trying why aren’t you?” I woke up with dreary eyes still trying to recollect the dream I saw last night. The pillow was resting on the floor, covered by a bed sheet. Lamp was flickering periodically with a little pause here and there on the side table, completely made up of wood with some Italian design on the top, and a known fragrance was tickling my nose. My head was throbbing, as if hit by something hard. I was half covered with a white blanket which had a dark red stain on it. I could sense something on the right side of my forehead; a bruise. My fingers quickly rushed towards that bruise, to be surprised by a medicated tape. ‘Was I hit by a mob?’ I thought with a rather strange feeling of excitement. But, I couldn’t recall anything; ‘May be because of the bruise’, I thought. I stood up and then I realised that I was in an unknown territor...