Jatayu

The distance was around 45 mints long.No body spoke only the car revolving its wheel.In between the fat man lighted a cigarette.We entered the park by asking the guard there.It had got dark then.
We moved towards the place where the body has been found.We crossed that place where I had met the lady in the park..I told them that too.We moved forward the ground has sloped into the lake with bushes here and there.The man pointed out to a bush There the body has been found stabbed death.
Stabbed from in front.
The handsome guy talked----
So u met the lady in the morning .She dies here after some days.Suspicious and interesting.I hope Mr Bose u re telling us the truth.
I looked at their face in that darkness.Those strangers.
_----I am telling u the truth.
------May be may be not said the fat guy.
But we can find it out.U better not leave town now.
I nodded my head.
I understood i was in great trouble.The fat guy put a hand on my shoulder.

Mr chandra?
U can t tell a lie?na
I just shivered in that hot weather.
He took my hand in my hand---
U got a parcel and still u have not told us that?
I said--I just remembered it.I had completely forgotten.
Really?
haahahaha
We forget too much
Go now.We have some job here.U better move we will be in touch.

I came out of the park.Hands shivering.I lit a cigarette with a match stick As soon as I light my matchstick the name of one of my client whose insurance I have done stroke my head.
Its the famous writer the creator of Prokhor Rudra,Jatayu.
I returned home After my dinner I went to my study room,sitting in my chair with table lamp on thinking abt if I will contact Lalmohan babu.
The sound of clock ticking in my ears but my mind in the park incident tonight.

Things are getting complex.
I decided to call Mr Ganguly to seek help of his renowned friend------Prodosh Mitra.
Its not in thy grip of my brain.I took out my mobile.