Vivek was returning home from his office. He boarded a bus of his own route and fortunately he got a window seat there but his good luck was not viable for a long time. The bus on it’s midway had undergone a breakdown. So suddenly it did have to screech to stop which is why all passengers were bound to alight off the bus. Vivek also followed them.
But it was a great problem for Vivek that there was no transport option for the route of Vivek. So poor Vivek had to walk on upto that route where there was scurry of the buses of his route.
It was twelve minutes to 7pm. It was really a pleasant evening with a cool breeze. Vivek was so tired that he was feeling sleepy. Moreover he was feeling very hungry too. He was so hungry that he couldn’t dispense with some tiffin just right then. Immediately he could find a moving jhalmuriwala from whom he had bought one cup of bhelpuri at Rs.20.
The bhelpuri was so tasty that Vivek was really relishing it. Now he wanted to sit somewhere to enjoy that food. By that time he had found a lonely park where he had got entered and took seat on a wooden bench.
He was feeling very comfortable there. Slowly just right before his eyes he had started watching all wooden benches being converted into two chairs with very showy small tables. Vivek then was feeling as if hypnotized. With the blink of his eyes he had started seeing two pegs filled with wine kept on each table. Immediately after it the entire park had got converted into a well decorated hall and in no time the entire hall became bright with a glazy light of scintillating showy lights clinging from the hall’s roof. When Vivek had got amazed with all these, suddenly he felt absolutely frightened with a crowd of people slowly forwarded to him. After it Vivek could feel that they all had filled all chairs. Just immediately after it two plates of mutton biriyani had been served on each table.
Just then a downpour had started being rained outside and the main door of the hall got closed. Just after it a concert music had started to play as a concert group was playing a melodious tune on bugle. All men present there started having that biriyani. Vivek was also very hungry. So he too started having that biriyani.
Vivek asked his companions,” Is it a hotel?” One of his companions answered,” It’s a restaurant.” Vivek again questioned them,”What’s inside the peg?” Vivek’s table partner replied ,” It’s liquor.” Vivek told him,”I never take wine.” Partner answered,”Throw it into garbage.” Vivek had gone to garbage to pour the wine in it. But it was not wine,it was just a peg of human blood. At this scene Vivek got so scared that he started coming back to his own table but then he could see that the main door of the hall got open through which all people were getting out. Vivek also followed them. But there was nothing but vacant air.
Next day Vivek’s family and office found the dead body of Vivek in that park.
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