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I am…

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"Damn!" Vilas screams and jumps off his bed and find the entire bed sheet soaked in blood. Before he could gather his senses, he raises his hands to wipe the dripping sweat off his forehead only to find himself in further shock. His hands are bathed in blood too. He slaps himself to see whether he is in delirium or he is in consciousness. He removes the bedsheet from the bed to see the extent of blood smeared on the bed, and he discovers a body with a knife stabbed in the chest and the face is covered with a pillow. He moves the pillow apart to see the face of the man, and almost as if someone had just pulled the rug from under his feet. The man's face looks similar to his own. Not being able to decipher the incident, he opens the window of the hotel room and jumps out from his 2nd floor room and runs. While he is out on the streets, he feels a vibration in his top shirt pocket. He reaches out for the pocket and fetches his mobile phone. The number se

Coffee, Cigarettes & Conversations

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Act 1: Location: Aranya's House Time: Somewhere at around 5:30 pm "Light a smoke, Aranya. Will you?" Requests Akanksha while stubbing her current cigarette and reaching out for a bottle of water. Aranya says, "Wait sugar. Let me just go and get some water". She gets up from her bean bag and fits her t-shirt that reads "Born to be Free". "Do you want something to eat? I have Maggi or there's the upma mix as well. Do you want me to make some?" She asks Akanksha. "Relax, ya. We're in no hurry, are we?" Replies Akanksha whilst arranging her hair as she gets off from the mattress and arranges her t-shirt. "Just get some chips and that should be fine for the time being". She says this and vanishes into the bathroom to take a leak. Aranya goes to the kitchen, opens her fridge and fetches a bottle of water and gets a pack of potato wafers that they had bought from a shop on their way back. She com