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Paralyzed with terror, hands cuffed with rope, tongue tasting dusty ground, boot over the spine and head at gunpoint,his muddy eyes hardly could see his wife helplessly screaming and being raped. He heard a BANG!!, tears rolled from his eyes whereas ground was wet with red.Another man came kicked his guts thrice, yet he could hardly feel the pain.These three abusers happily cherished evil moment as if they were god of terror.The kicker pulled his head, grabbing the hairs to his knees. Next man fired, bullet pierced his chest, he fell down to silence.

That BANG!! was not the end, dust clotted his blood, earth became his medicine,his land couldn't let him go.Three days later,his eyes opened to glance the dead bodies of his wife and son.Eyes were dry,no more tears left, he wanted to crawl towards them but his body was stiff,strength betrayed him. He was hapless, dreadful situation turned him into alive corpse.Six hours gone as corpse, finally he regained some strength, drawing all his remaining power he crawled towards blooded knife left-over  and cut loose the ropes. He cried faintly over his dead family but  there was no one in top of hill and forest  couldn't hear him either. Collecting all the drained power,grunting heavily in pain, he dragged his legs down the hill towards river. But his body was not merciful that day, he fell unconscious as soon he reached the village's gravelled road.

His eyes opened at daylight inside old hut with ragged roof having lot of holes through with light entered peacefully.An old lady gave him some food, treated his wounds but she said there was bullet still inside.Few days after he regained strength,he climbed back the hill dug the grave for his family to rest in evil soil. Fueled with vengeance,driven by his grief he joined the rebel troops to fight against the despotic terror of the landlord and his sons.He trained in rebel camps for few months and learn all the rebel war-fares.After being confident in using guns grenades & bombs, he silently left the camp with some guns and ammunition.

Taking the alternative route through the forest he reached the graveyard of his family by mid-day. Nature was at peace, birds chirping around, soft cool breeze, absolute solitude but his eyes flared with reprisal as if vengeance was inevitable. Faint sounds of screams, cries, struggles, tortures, evil laughs and gunfire haunted his ears and soul.He waited there till sunset, then he climbed below the hill,reached the dark corner in village road then set ambush.He too a high ground and waited like the hawk.Few hours later, a jeep arrived with those three drunken tyrants singing and shouting like whole world was theirs. BOOM!! large explosion, driver died at the steering, one fell off the jeep while other two were howling in pain,with blood inside jeep.The bullet swirled through the air and instantly killed the one outside.Few backfire of bullets they went empty.Now Death came towards them and dragged them up the hill to the graveyard while these two were helplessly begging for their lives.He cuffed  one with ropes and kicked thrice in gut with boots. then his chopped off the hands of rapist in grave of his family.He  shot the cuffed one in his head then pulled the rapist  in his knees  and shot the bullet through his heart.

The rebel fell down to knees,tears rolling in the cheeks, with his hand raised above he stared the sky.Nature was calm, silence was absolute, vengeance came to the end, he realized that his family will not be revived, they will not smile and be proud of him, peace has left him a long time ago and peace will never come back.