This is the story of six main characters and their interactions between each other and how simple event turns the wheel of fate and that is why it is the dance of the seasons,

Six seasons make of the year, Bringing joy and happiness and sometimes sadness and sorrow.
This is the dance between those six seasons as the year passes but eventually one season has to die for another seasons birth and you can't force one to stay for eternity,
For how can a mortal comprehend the word 'Eternal.'
This story exist because One men wanted to write

I entered my classroom and my friends flooded me with questions,


"Bro, how you still alive? I meant weren't you in jail?"


I remembered my father's words, at this moment,


"Listen, here you shithead, if you told anyone what I did and how I saved you from that case, I will truly send you to jail,"


"Just tell them, the girl is alive and after paying huge compensation and giving bail you were let out by police,"


Here I was thinking about bragging to my friends how my father used his political power to show his might and how I am untouchable,


Alas, I felt like I was stopped from Cumming, like someone was stopping me from throwing my seeds out from penis,


Like someone was stopping me from reaching that great level of pleasure,


I really, really wanted to brag about how I went to that party how I met that really cool big brother and how I am so superior to these people in my class,


And my gaze landed on the most beautiful and the girl I wanted to fuck the most,


I killed the girl in pub and I am still put,


What is the worst that can happen if I ... her


With amount of money and how handsome I am?


Well If she rejects me I know the ways to get her in my bed.


I looked at her for the last time and thought dont disappoint me,


"Oi, Sharad what you lost in? Tell me how were you saved"


I replied to my friends "My old man saved my ass, hahaha what you cannot do when your father is in great political power, But the girl is alive and my father had to pay huge compensation to the family,"


"Dang man, I am so jealous if only my father was that cool," one of them replied,


"Ha-ha, Of course My father has many connections I have met them all in that gathering in Great Ritupur place,"


I remembered that day of gathering and I remember what that big brother said,


I looked at my now gathered friends in fear and thought,


They won't tell anyone and it is not like anyone will believe their words,


Chapter 12 - SHARAD