Chapter 56
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Zaffar started marching his army towards Hindustan. it was a tedious and rough journey.. the journey was exhausting the soldiers... many felt like giving up.. but Zaffar was a cruel man, death would only free them from him..after marching for several weeks, they neared a huge river.. many people had happiness on their faces looking at the river... this river was the Sindhu or Indus river, this indicated that they reached Hindustan..
They set up their tents and settled down near the river basin.. many soldiers bathed and washed their horses.. the group of people responsible for cooking built a fire and started chopping vegetables and washing rice.. some of the soldiers came back carrying dead mountain goats.. a soldier removed the skin of the goats and cleaned the flesh..
There was one huge group of people who refused to do anything.. they were the soldiers sent by the Shah himself.. they considered themselves to be better than Zaffar's men.. they only came when the food was ready.. had it and left.. they set up their own tents separately and they also hoisted the flag of the Shah of Iran in their camp..
Zaffar didn't like this.. though the men belonged to Shah, they now belong to him.. but nevertheless.. he didn't want to disturb the peace prevailing in the camp.. he was sitting on a couch and a woman who was dressed in skimpy clothes was massaging his long hair with oil...
There was a look of deep sorrow on her face.. Zaffar didn't seem to care.. she meticulously massaged his long tresses, combed his hair and braided it.. she then came forward and stripped him.. she took him to a bath tub filled with hot water and made him sit in it.. she wet his body and applied a paste and started massaging his body.. she cleaned him thoroughly and then dried his body.. and dressed him in fine silks..
Whatever she did, her expression remained the same.. Zaffar's expression remained cold and unreadable under his scarry face.. she finally applied some perfume and was about to take leave, when he said, 'you.. woman.. ' she stopped and turned.. 'don't go out in those clothes.. my men have not been with a woman for long.. here.. ' he threw a robe at her and said, 'cover up.. ' she took the robe, Covered herself and left..
He looked at the woman for some more time.. he killed her entire family to capture her.. it didn't matter to him... but she was still thinking about her father and brothers.. he sighed and thought.. 'I am making more enemies than anyone.. but I don't care.. ' he laughed..
He looked at himself in the mirror.. 'I will make Samyukta mine... only after having her several times ...after I get bored with her..I will give her to the Shah.. what would he know.. Meanwhile I need to teach a lesson to his piece of army.. '
He stepped out of his tent and walked towards the Shah's piece of army.. he saw the flag of Shah flying.. he laughed to himself.. he ventured inside their camp.. he saw the leader.. he was also a seven foot tall man.. he was heavily built.. he looked at Zaffar, but he didn't get up from his chair... he smiled carelessly..
Zaffar came before the leader and said, 'I know you are Shah's men, but now, you belong to me.. you need to abide by my rules.. ' the leader asked, 'what rules? ' Zaffar said, 'you need to help my men, you just come, have your food and go.. it's not good.. ' the leader said, 'of course we will help.. give us your women.. they say they are not properly f****d...we will help with that.' everyone laughed.. Zaffar looked at him.. he too laughed.. as he laughed everyone turned silent.. he continued laughing like a maniac.. he held his stomach and laughed hard, then with one hand he pulled the leader down his chair and placed his leg on his throat, he pulled a dagger from the folds of his robe and punctured the jugular vein.. soon the leader died thrashing in his own pool of blood.. after some time his body became still..all this happened within few seconds...the Shah's men couldn't react..they were shaken to the core.. they looked at Zaffar with fear..
Zaffar said, 'who else want to help me with my women? ' silence greeted him.. he said, 'good.., bury this body, come and help your brothers.. hope you learnt a lesson today..don't play games with me... if still someone wants to play.. I have all the time in the world.. '...
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Zaffar started marching his army towards Hindustan. it was a tedious and rough journey.. the journey was exhausting the soldiers... many felt like giving up.. but Zaffar was a cruel man, death would only free them from him..after marching for several weeks, they neared a huge river.. many people had happiness on their faces looking at the river... this river was the Sindhu or Indus river, this indicated that they reached Hindustan..
They set up their tents and settled down near the river basin.. many soldiers bathed and washed their horses.. the group of people responsible for cooking built a fire and started chopping vegetables and washing rice.. some of the soldiers came back carrying dead mountain goats.. a soldier removed the skin of the goats and cleaned the flesh..
There was one huge group of people who refused to do anything.. they were the soldiers sent by the Shah himself.. they considered themselves to be better than Zaffar's men.. they only came when the food was ready.. had it and left.. they set up their own tents separately and they also hoisted the flag of the Shah of Iran in their camp..
Zaffar didn't like this.. though the men belonged to Shah, they now belong to him.. but nevertheless.. he didn't want to disturb the peace prevailing in the camp.. he was sitting on a couch and a woman who was dressed in skimpy clothes was massaging his long hair with oil...
There was a look of deep sorrow on her face.. Zaffar didn't seem to care.. she meticulously massaged his long tresses, combed his hair and braided it.. she then came forward and stripped him.. she took him to a bath tub filled with hot water and made him sit in it.. she wet his body and applied a paste and started massaging his body.. she cleaned him thoroughly and then dried his body.. and dressed him in fine silks..
Whatever she did, her expression remained the same.. Zaffar's expression remained cold and unreadable under his scarry face.. she finally applied some perfume and was about to take leave, when he said, 'you.. woman.. ' she stopped and turned.. 'don't go out in those clothes.. my men have not been with a woman for long.. here.. ' he threw a robe at her and said, 'cover up.. ' she took the robe, Covered herself and left..
He looked at the woman for some more time.. he killed her entire family to capture her.. it didn't matter to him... but she was still thinking about her father and brothers.. he sighed and thought.. 'I am making more enemies than anyone.. but I don't care.. ' he laughed..
He looked at himself in the mirror.. 'I will make Samyukta mine... only after having her several times ...after I get bored with her..I will give her to the Shah.. what would he know.. Meanwhile I need to teach a lesson to his piece of army.. '
He stepped out of his tent and walked towards the Shah's piece of army.. he saw the flag of Shah flying.. he laughed to himself.. he ventured inside their camp.. he saw the leader.. he was also a seven foot tall man.. he was heavily built.. he looked at Zaffar, but he didn't get up from his chair... he smiled carelessly..
Zaffar came before the leader and said, 'I know you are Shah's men, but now, you belong to me.. you need to abide by my rules.. ' the leader asked, 'what rules? ' Zaffar said, 'you need to help my men, you just come, have your food and go.. it's not good.. ' the leader said, 'of course we will help.. give us your women.. they say they are not properly f****d...we will help with that.' everyone laughed.. Zaffar looked at him.. he too laughed.. as he laughed everyone turned silent.. he continued laughing like a maniac.. he held his stomach and laughed hard, then with one hand he pulled the leader down his chair and placed his leg on his throat, he pulled a dagger from the folds of his robe and punctured the jugular vein.. soon the leader died thrashing in his own pool of blood.. after some time his body became still..all this happened within few seconds...the Shah's men couldn't react..they were shaken to the core.. they looked at Zaffar with fear..
Zaffar said, 'who else want to help me with my women? ' silence greeted him.. he said, 'good.., bury this body, come and help your brothers.. hope you learnt a lesson today..don't play games with me... if still someone wants to play.. I have all the time in the world.. '...
Zaffar started marching his army towards Hindustan. it was a tedious and rough journey.. the journey was exhausting the soldiers... many felt like giving up.. but Zaffar was a cruel man, death would only free them from him..after marching for several weeks, they neared a huge river.. many people had happiness on their faces looking at the river... this river was the Sindhu or Indus river, this indicated that they reached Hindustan.. They set up their tents and settled down near the river basin.. many soldiers bathed and washed their horses.. the group of people responsible for cooking built a fire and started chopping vegetables and washing rice.. some of the soldiers came back carrying dead mountain goats.. a soldier removed the skin of the goats and cleaned the flesh.. There was one huge group of people who refused to do anything.. they were the soldiers sent by the Shah himself.. they considered themselves to be better than Zaffar's men.. they only came when the food was ready.. had it and left.. they set up their own tents separately and they also hoisted the flag of the Shah of Iran in their camp.. Zaffar didn't like this.. though the men belonged to Shah, they now belong to him.. but nevertheless.. he didn't want to disturb the peace prevailing in the camp.. he was sitting on a couch and a woman who was dressed in skimpy clothes was massaging his long hair with oil... There was a look of deep sorrow on her face.. Zaffar didn't seem to care.. she meticulously massaged his long tresses, combed his hair and braided it.. she then came forward and stripped him.. she took him to a bath tub filled with hot water and made him sit in it.. she wet his body and applied a paste and started massaging his body.. she cleaned him thoroughly and then dried his body.. and dressed him in fine silks.. Whatever she did, her expression remained the same.. Zaffar's expression remained cold and unreadable under his scarry face.. she finally applied some perfume and was about to take leave, when he said, 'you.. woman.. ' she stopped and turned.. 'don't go out in those clothes.. my men have not been with a woman for long.. here.. ' he threw a robe at her and said, 'cover up.. ' she took the robe, Covered herself and left.. He looked at the woman for some more time.. he killed her entire family to capture her.. it didn't matter to him... but she was still thinking about her father and brothers.. he sighed and thought.. 'I am making more enemies than anyone.. but I don't care.. ' he laughed.. He looked at himself in the mirror.. 'I will make Samyukta mine... only after having her several times ...after I get bored with her..I will give her to the Shah.. what would he know.. Meanwhile I need to teach a lesson to his piece of army.. ' He stepped out of his tent and walked towards the Shah's piece of army.. he saw the flag of Shah flying.. he laughed to himself.. he ventured inside their camp.. he saw the leader.. he was also a seven foot tall man.. he was heavily built.. he looked at Zaffar, but he didn't get up from his chair... he smiled carelessly.. Zaffar came before the leader and said, 'I know you are Shah's men, but now, you belong to me.. you need to abide by my rules.. ' the leader asked, 'what rules? ' Zaffar said, 'you need to help my men, you just come, have your food and go.. it's not good.. ' the leader said, 'of course we will help.. give us your women.. they say they are not properly f****d...we will help with that.' everyone laughed.. Zaffar looked at him.. he too laughed.. as he laughed everyone turned silent.. he continued laughing like a maniac.. he held his stomach and laughed hard, then with one hand he pulled the leader down his chair and placed his leg on his throat, he pulled a dagger from the folds of his robe and punctured the jugular vein.. soon the leader died thrashing in his own pool of blood.. after some time his body became still..all this happened within few seconds...the Shah's men couldn't react..they were shaken to the core.. they looked at Zaffar with fear.. Zaffar said, 'who else want to help me with my women? ' silence greeted him.. he said, 'good.., bury this body, come and help your brothers.. hope you learnt a lesson today..don't play games with me... if still someone wants to play.. I have all the time in the world.. '...
