Raman lives in Badlapur. He was working in a company in Dadar. After his afternoon shift, he used to return home at midnight. But that day was very bad for him. He was too late to leave the office. Between 12 and 12:30, he left for home. He reached Badlapur railway station after a journey of almost two hours. Everything starts smoothly but there are quite a few rickshaws even at midnight. But at that time he was feeling a lot of discomfort even outside the station. There was not a single person outside the station. Rickshaw is a long story! As he walked home, a rickshaw puller honked at him.
Raman got into that rickshaw. Telling the place to the rickshaw puller, he sat quietly. What if you look outside the rickshaw? Electricity poles on the road were also down. The rickshaw was making its way through the darkness. When Raman asks the rickshaw puller, the rickshaw puller is also not ready to give any answer. Who was driving the rickshaw in anger, god go? Suddenly he stopped the rickshaw halfway. The rickshaw puller angrily asked him to get off the rickshaw. Raman questions him but the rickshaw puller turns the rickshaw around without giving any answer. Raman made his way through the darkness. His house was not far from that place. But suddenly he had to urinate.
There was a public toilet nearby. While he was working there, he heard strange noises coming from the well behind the toilet. Someone is drawing water from a well and pouring the same water back into that well. Raman came out of the toilet. What if you look at the front? A sixteen-seventeen-year-old beautiful girl! She was staring at him. After he started the rickshaw on that 8 km journey, he was the only other person who came into sight. He was worried and scared about that girl. He saw her legs, but the legs were straight.
There was a water filled handa on that girl’s head and Raman’s head tensed up seeing that girl! The girl started walking in the same direction, which is Raman’s house. This cart was walking behind the girl. They both walk near their society. Then an acquaintance from the neighboring society is sitting there on a bench. He voices Raman. Raman also responds to his call. Raman reaches his building. As he enters he wonders “What about that young girl? Where will she go at such a late night?” What if, out of concern for her, he turns around and sees? There was no one in that area. The girl could not be seen in the distance.
Raman goes home and sleeps peacefully. What if he leaves to go to work again in the afternoon? A banner hangs in front of the gate of a neighboring society, where a person has died. The death happened two days ago and it was the same person who had voiced Raman yesterday. Raman goes into complete tension. However, he leaves for office without returning home. Another one of them gives him a shock. The place where the rickshaw left him halfway at night. A rickshaw accident would have happened at that place. Even the head of the rickshaw is ram. On reaching the station, there is a banner on the rickshaw stand. This is a banner announcing the death of that rickshaw puller. Raman gets more shocked after seeing the photo on it. Because this is the same rickshaw puller who would have dropped him half way to the place of the accident yesterday.
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