THE STRANGE WEAPON
THE STRANGE WEAPON Its the midnight. It’s been raining on and off all day. The wind blows from the surrounding forest. Then again the thunder and the roar of the dogs whispered, and from time to time the laughter of the spirits were heard. At the same time, dense lightning strikes the face. But King Vikramark not even disturbed, returned to the ancient tree and climbed the tree to retrieve the dead body. So as soon as he threw the body on his shoulders and began to cross that desolate road, the dead ghost said, “Rajan, who told you to suffer so much? I do not know what kind of accomplishment you are doing here on this miserable night, leaving the happiness of the palace. But remember, there are human beings on this earth who have the opportunity but they left them. Aren't you one of them? Let me give you an illustration to explain this. Listen carefully, and your work will be relieved. Betal...