‘I work for one of your Ministers. It started three months back when I first came to Sahababad under an internship program.’ Khaqan panted with hitched breath. He was soaked in sweat and blood and the feeling of metal inside his private parts didn’t make it any easier.
There are times when one loses control over the body—on mind when everything within is perfectly fine. Those are the times when an emptiness lingers everywhere and one feel sucked out. In those circumstances, it is often easier to break down and left the emotions to flow freely. However, when one is debarred from such concerns too, it becomes almost impossible to handle.
Khaqan felt somewhat the same. In one instance, he wanted to yell it out and relieve himself off of the burden while on other, he was constantly s
