twenty years later

today i suji the reporter of c.b company will revel some stories about the god of death. for we are going to the house of mr. vchandra.

we already reach our destination. let's go in.

reporter: "may I come in?"

a old man is sitting on the table. he tell them to come in.

"sair please tell us about him. i promise we don't reveal your name."

"nah. you have to do that. my real name Varun Chandra. i am a witness of his great works. one story I will tell you. that time I was at Mumbai police station at head constable rank. that time a crime came out. that was kidnaping girls. but all we could do that time was nothing. but then our DG told us to inform the young lord of volcanoes mafia family about it. at first we couldn't understand why he tell us to do it. but we followed his order and give it a try. at that time he was in his college. so we went to his mension and wait for him. he was living in a simple house. we went with informal dress. his mother take us in and gave us some drinks. after thirty hours a seventeen or eighteen years old girl came in our room. she asked that why we want to meet his little brother. we were all suprised because if this leady is eighteen than his little brother...how much young is he? on top that he attended college. but i refuse to answer that lady's question. that girl also left us. then after five minutes a boy at same age of that girl came in. "what you want? kidnapping case?? if that is it then come with me" that boy told us after entering the room. then he left the room. although we didn't understand what he was saying but we followed him like it is normal. now that I think about it that was really wierd. "

the old man stop to take a slip of coffee. then he started again.

" when we come to our senses, we were already at a park. he asked, " answer me kidnapping case." he asked. we thought that how in heaven he knows that. but then thought that our DG must have told him. so we say yes. he give us a paper and told us "go to your DG and give him this. but also tell him that if this case will not end till tonight then Mumbai will see a little bit of hell in this life." we could not understand why but we really fear his words. and our instincts told us that we should not take his words as jokes. but that is what happened. you really know that at that time after that kidnapping case a new case came right??"

the reporter is listening very carefully. when old man Varun said that he suddenly remember something.

" yes. the half hands was the result. that young lord cut off one hand of each girl smuglers."