A murder that was planned and presented to the world as a tragedy.
When the news of the unexpected death of the Coach of Pakistan Cricket team. Wolmer came to my ears, I felt deaf. I knew for sure something is grossly wrong. A fighter always dies a heroic death or that age takes over him, but never suicides. Neither a fighter can get so engrossed in remorse that his body cannot take the toll of pressure. The body which has been fighting for last 60 years since grounded, cannot be so fragile that a pressure of a loss can lead to such a tragedy. All the news seemed echoing to my ears, and each news made me more agreeable to disagree that it was a normal death.
What went wrong? My thoughts started traversing back to the same time and same place. Putting myself in
Someone whispering on the cell phone that time has come when some hard evidence has to be removed. And it should be removed now. This is the time to take action. May be a snake bite or a snake poison should be introduced into the vibrating artilleries of the fighter. No one will guess now. Take the action.
Who was on the other end of the phone? Well it was a long distance call and somehow went un-recorded. Information traveled in an encrypted fashion and
Whatever happens with the investigation is to be seen in near future, but that the death of the fighter may be because, he knew the truth and maybe he was on verge of disclosing them. Disclosing them for the betterment of the game like cricket, which should remain as a sports and entertainment and not as a bidding ground for making money?
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