Dark Rain

Dark Rain: The Tragic Tale of Madan and the Mysterious Tractor"

The rain poured down relentlessly, obscuring visibility on the deserted road as Madan made his way home on his motorcycle. It was a dark, moonless night, and the only sound was the roar of the engine cutting through the heavy downpour. Madan had just finished a long day at work and was looking forward to getting back to his family.

Madan lived with his parents and his two children from his first marriage. His first wife had divorced him years ago, and he had found happiness again with Sangeeta, a young woman he had recently married. Sangeeta had brought a breath of fresh air into their lives, filling their home with laughter and joy. Madan's parents adored her, and his children from his first marriage had quickly grown fond of their new stepmother.

Their family had felt complete when Sangeeta gave birth to a baby girl, and they had celebrated her arrival with great joy. The house was filled with the sounds of a crying newborn, laughter, and the clinking of glasses as they toasted to the newest member of their family. But that happiness was short-lived.

As Madan was riding home that fateful night, a tractor came up from behind him at breakneck speed and collided with his motorcycle, knocking him off and dragging him along for nearly a kilometer before speeding away into the dark. When the rain finally subsided, Madan was found lying on the side of the road, battered and broken.

Sangeeta received the news of the accident with disbelief and horror. She rushed to the hospital, where Madan lay unconscious in the ICU, fighting for his life. Days turned into weeks as she sat by his bedside, praying for him to wake up and come back to them. But fate had other plans.

Madan never regained consciousness. His injuries were too severe, and despite the best efforts of the doctors, he slipped away from them, leaving behind a devastated family. Sangeeta was left to pick up the pieces of her shattered life, struggling to console her grieving children and in-laws.

The once happy home was now filled with sorrow and loss. Madan's parents were inconsolable, having lost their only son. Sangeeta found herself a widow at a young age, left to raise her children alone. The joy and laughter that had once filled their home now seemed like a distant memory, replaced by an overwhelming sense of emptiness and grief.

As she stood by Madan's grave, tears streaming down her face, Sangeeta realized that life could be cruel and unpredictable. She had lost the love of her life in a senseless accident, and there was nothing she could do to bring him back. The sound of the rain falling on the freshly dug earth mingled with her sobs, a melancholy backdrop to the tragedy that had befallen their family.

And so, Sangeeta was left to mourn the loss of her beloved husband, her children left fatherless, and her once happy family torn apart by a cruel twist of fate. The sad ending to their story was a painful reminder that happiness could be fleeting, and that in the blink of an eye, everything could be taken away.