Write a short story that ends at '.... he never came back'
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my brother....... he was one of the most most valiant and brave men I've ever known in my village. I always wanted to be like him.... well until he betrayed our village. our village was a small and happy one one which was full of laughter until the dark forces attacked us. the dark forces are demons who devour souls. the only ones who could defend the village were the warriors and my brother was one. I wanted to become a warrior just like him. one day when the dark forces attacked our village our warriors fought with every bit of strength they had. but.... but they lost the, only one left was my brother he looked at the demons and then turned around to look at the village one last time I guess for he said something to the demon and they both teleported and he never came back..........
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Once upon a time Mukesh had travelled to Mumbai to surprise his daughter on the occasion of her 25th birthday.He was now a proud father because his daughter was well-off and sent her parents in Bihar 24,000 rupees each month.On the phone, she seemed assured, she was working hard, and their family was returning to normal.
He removed the pouch from his luggage and looked at the lovely Payal once more before giving it to his daughter as a present.Ritu never told her father about her job or her address, but Mukesh learned it when Ritu once sent money via book post.In order to one day surprise her, he had stored it.
However, he shouldn't have done it in the first place.because he was unable to see his daughter dancing in skimpy clothing as guys screamed and the air smelled strongly of alcohol. Mukesh couldn't believe he was witnessing his daughter perform for other people while he stood in the pub.
Ritu asked in her first words, "Why are you here?
What should he have spoken to her but was unable to? She asked to meet this morning at a cafe and gave him a call.She was late as usual and had been changed, but by whom? the initial few minutes were silent.He repeated it.
"I had no idea you worked in Mumbai."
"It's a business, not a job.
The company on my body, where I daily sell my respect and dignity
Ritu spoke with a quiet but distinct voice.
Angry, Mukesh asked, "So you like it?"
"No woman enjoys selling her self-respect and exposing her body to others.
I have no choice but to do it at this time.
Tears slipped her eyes as she said, "I never got my M.A. so that one day I might sell my body to dirty touches.
What was the requirement?
Have I passed away to the point that I am unable to manage our house?
Mukesh answered.
If I hadn't done this, you would have undoubtedly passed away by now, my mother would have suffered greatly, our home would have been taken over by the landlord, and I would have been compelled to complete this task in any case.
Even she yelled louder.
"You lost your job because the factory upgraded their technical system, the mother developed cancer, the loan you had obtained from the landlord for my education, and all that was due had beenfall us.
What do you anticipate from me, to sit still in my house and observe everything?
said Ritu.
Mukesh lacked the courage to speak.
Ritu went on.
"I completed my studies, but they merely produced paper-based outcomes.
The value of my credentials is zero.
We both understand how difficult it was for me to finish my studies, yet most people are blind to it.
You are also aware of our final requirements.
Money, of which we eventually ran out.
I was unable to watch as you begged for aid while our family was on the streets.
Mukesh grabbed the remaining shards of courage from last night.
His head, which now hung in shame, was raised.
"I was a bad father, wasn't I?"
She was the first person he wanted to ask this question to.
Ritu wiped away his tears and said, "It's not that you failed us.
But it is society and time that have let us down.
Mukesh hope that It's our destiny which we have to accept, now everything is coming back to normal but he realized that he never came back.
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