'Bhavan, did you check the CCTV footage?’ Sourav sir asked. ‘Yes, sir. I checked it.’
‘Okay. Switch it on again. I want to see it.’
Bhavan showed him the footage. It did not show the car they were looking for. But Sourav sir saw that the screen showed a trailer leaving the premises at the same time when Bhavan was entering to seal the place. His suspicion was aroused immediately. He had the hunch of a policeman that Aditi had been taken out of Eagle Motors in that trailer. He asked Bhavan to trace the trailer. Bhavan found out the information and conveyed it to Sourav sir. They lost no time and began to look for the trailer. It was found standing abandoned on the left side of the Ring Road. They stopped their jeep and ran towards it. The trailer was empty. There was no one in the trailer; not even the driver. They unbolted the cargo space but found nothing. However, they saw some dried patches of blood. It indicated that the trailer was used regularly to transp
10 Months later 'Sometimes, your dream comes true, unexpectedly. It is true for life and it is true for love too. ‘Are you mad, Yohan, what you are doing?’ Aditi said in a jest. I was driving my bike on stagnant water by the side of the railway track and trying to accelerate my speed. The water splashed on to the adjoining railway track. A train passed. The water splashed on the wheels of the passing train. I seemed to enjoy the act. My bike was now drenched in water and mud. Aditi was unwilling to sit on it. ‘It is yucky. I am not going to sit on this. Clean it first,’ she said in protest. ‘How do I clean it now, Aditi? I do not have clean water and cloth to do it,’ I said. ‘That’s not my problem. Clean it first,’ she said firmly. ‘Ok, Aditi,’ I said giving up. I did not have any cloth. So, I took out my handkerchief, and cleaned to the extent I could. ‘Ok. Can we go now?’ I said. ‘No,
There was a disagreeable smell in the room. I got up from the bed.What is this smell, I murmured. It was coming from the heap of dirty linen lying in the corner. They were Vineet’s dirty clothes.Vineet heard me and said, ‘I am going to wash them.’‘Are you mad? These must be many days old. That is why they stink. I am going to shift to Dushyant’s room.’ I collected all my stuff and shifted to Dushyant’s room.In the class, Aditi and Ruchi wished that we all sit together. I was so annoyed with Vineet that I sat at the other corner in the class. I was put off by his carelessness. During recess period, I ignored them and went to the city to buy some groceries.Vineet came to apologise when I was having my dinner. I did not want to make up with him. He persisted.‘What is this? Vineet, leave me alone. I want to relax,’ I said. ‘But bro... Listen to me.’‘No. Leave m
Friends always have empathy. I apologised to Vineet for my cussed behaviour. He took it sportingly and I thanked him for being a sport. ‘Idiot, saying thanks to your friend! It is not done,’ said Vineet and whacked my back. I was glad Vineet and I had cleared the misunderstanding. Aditi was standing close by and said, ‘Everything fine now, Yohan?’ ‘Yes, thanks, Aditi. Everything is fine,’ I whispered. I booked my flight to Mumbai. I informed mom about my plan. She was excited to know that I was coming home. ‘I’m eagerly waiting for you. Come soon,’ she texted. I packed my bags, purchased some gifts for mom and dad. I was confused in choosing the colour of the saree for mom. Aditi came to my rescue. I purchased a business suit for dad and few beauty essentials for both my parents. Aditi even helped me with the packing. ‘Thanks, Aditi,’ I said and told her that I would share about our relationship with my parents. She said nothing. She j
I entered the office. Two buyers were present there. I placed my bag on the table, took out four t-shirts from the bag and spread them out on the table. ‘Gentlemen, these are four different t-shirts,’ I said after exchanging pleasantries with them. ‘Yes,’ said one of the two buyers, looking at me. ‘But what if I tell you, these are not four different t-shirts but the same?’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘If I tell you that actually this is the same t-shirt, of same design, same colour,’ I said pointing to the t-shirts sequentially, ‘Only the first shirt from the left has been washed once, the second has been washed twice, the third three times and the fourth, four times,’ I said. I was beginning to sound like a seasoned salesman. One buyer was confused. He said, ‘But they all look different!’ ‘Precisely so, we are launching a new product in the market; a t-shirt that looks new after every wash. The customer buys one t-shirt but gets a new t-shir
I didn’t realize when I have literally fallen asleep. I slept like a log, unaware of what was happening around me. When I woke up, my heart was beating rapidly. I asked my heart, ‘Hey my heart, why are you beating so fast? ‘That is my business.’ it replied. ‘Okay. That’s good. But why so fast?’ ‘Don’t worry. I beat for someone.’ ‘For who?’ ‘Aditi,’ my heart replied. I shook away the thought. I got up and went to the washroom to freshen up. I came to my bed to check my phone, if there was any call. The battery was dead. I thought for a while. At night the charge in the battery of the phone was around 70. I was not able to understand how it drained from seventy to zero. I had not used my phone at night. ‘Never mind’, I said to myself, and I plugged it in for charge. I thought of calling Aditi but decided to call her after my breakfast. Meanwhile the phone battery would be charged. I went to the dining table. Dad was alrea
Aditi and I were enjoying our time together in college. Our friendship had steadied itself. We looked forward to each other’s company. The story of Vineet and Ruchi, however, was not making any headway. He was not able to gather courage and express his love to Ruchi. He could not say to Ruchi, ‘Ruchi, you are not my friend, but my girlfriend’. He needed to say the three magical words, ‘I love you’, but was too scared to say them. Aditi and I, we encouraged him to propose Ruchi. He always promised to do it the following day, but the magic moment would not arrive. ‘Why are you not proposing to her?’ Aditi asked despairingly. ‘Aditi, what if she says no?’ he said in a doubtful tone. ‘Come on, Vineet. Be practical. Tell me, why will she refuse? It is not a crime to fall in love,’ I edged in. I was sure Vineet would never be bold enough to express his love to Ruchi. We decided to take the matter in our hands. Aditi and I chalked out a plan to unite
December 17, 2013 Vineet and I planned to watch a movie before the semester exams begin. We asked Aditi and Ruchi to accompany us. We planned to meet at Saket, South Delhi, around five in the evening. The movie was scheduled at 5:20 p.m. Aditi’s Home Aditi got ready for the evening and came out of her room. Her family was sitting in the living room, having tea. She informed her dad that she was going for a movie. ‘With whom are you going to watch the film, Aditi?’ her father asked. ‘With Yohan, Ruchi and Vineet, dad,’ she replied. Abhi asked her which movie she was going to watch. She replied, ‘American Hustle.’ She also informed her mother that she would return by 8:30 pm, and will have dinner with three of us. ‘Take care, Aditi,’ her dad said affectionately. ‘Yes dad. Bye,’ she said and headed out of the house. Saket, 5:00 pm Vineet and I were standing along the side walk railing o
Vineet was waiting outside the hostel gate. More than forty minutes had passed. He had been trying to call me and Aditi. He went back to Ruchi’s home. It had been too late, and he was seriously worried now. ‘Vineet, they are not picking up the phone. Should I call Aditi’s father?’ she asked. ‘No, Ruchi, not now. Something is wrong. I can sense it. We should find them first. Then we will call Aditi’s father,’ he replied. Vineet was with Ruchi and her mother in their car. They headed to Saket where we met last. Vineet was restless, entangled with horrible thoughts. ‘Vineet, if we cannot find them, we must call the police and inform Aditi’s father too,’ Ruchi was getting very worried. She feared for the worst. ... Two of the goons dragged Aditi to the front of the room and tied her with a thick cloth. Everyone was giggling and laughing like madmen. They were pointing their hands towards us and laughing at us. ‘Bara hero ba
December 30, 2013 Apollo Hospital At 4:00 pm Aditi’s condition had become critical. The chief executive officer of the Apollo Hospital said that she had suffered brain damage, an attack of pneumonia, and abdominal infection. The hospital said she was ‘fighting for her life.’ The doctors carried out many procedures on her to stabilise her condition, but she continued to deteriorate. She had been without pulse and blood pressure for nearly three minutes. She never regained consciousness. Her heart stopped beating. She died. The soul that spread joy had left the body. A short but a well-lived life will surely earn her a beautiful place in heaven. She was a brave girl who had put up a brave struggle till the end. She left us the memories that will never fade away from our lives. She was beautiful and she was like no one else. She was Aditi. I would never see her again, nor see her beautiful eyes, nor hear her sweet voice. I would nev
'I have experienced this urge and this feeling many times. I do not suffer from any mental disorder. I do not know why I have it. I seem to enjoy being cruel to people. I am a sadist, or you may call me a psychopath. I get pleasure when I hear a woman screaming with pain and begging for her life. I enjoy inflicting pain. It seems abnormal but I am like that. It has been part of me for many years now. I am a sick man. I am a wicked and a spiteful man. I have an evil mind and I believe in seeking violent revenge over small issues. Inside my head it’s all dark.’ ‘When I saw blood stains of my brother, it made me very angry. My blood boiled when I saw those stains. I vowed to take revenge. I wanted to crush the two young people who had destroyed my family. My brother stepped out and I stepped in. You guys arrested my brother and killed him. I returned the compliment. I did the same in the same way. I avenged my brother’s death. I destroyed
December 23, 2013 Tihar Jail, Delhi The dark shadow of crime never leaves the soul of a criminal. Your dark deeds catch up with you. That is the law of providence. You always pay the price. You have to settle the accounts of your misdeeds. If you have committed any crime, you will pay the price for it. Anup was in his cell. He was lost in his thoughts. There was a sound at the gate of the lock up. The key turned in the lock and the door of the lock up opened. Three men entered Anup’s cell. Anup did not recognise any of them. They shut the door behind them and locked it. They switched off light in the lock up. Anup tried to get up and shouted, ‘Who are you?’ His voice froze with fear when he saw one of the three men take out a pistol and point it at him. ‘Do not ask any questions. Get back,’ the man with the pistol said in a stern voice. One person brought in a lantern. Anup tried to see their face
December 18, 2013 Apollo Hospital 4:00 am Time changes the course of our destiny, but it still moves on. It stops for no one. Aditi went through her first surgery. Post-surgery she was under observation for several hours as doctors waited for her to regain consciousness. Her body was connected to various machines and tubes which displayed her condition on vital parameters. A team of doctors was watching over her. She was not showing any signs of improvement. Doctors said her condition was critical. The government appointed a team of physicians to ensure she received best medical care and attention. Doctors told us that she was running high fever of 103 °F. There was internal bleeding in her body and infection had set in. The doctors were trying to control the infection, but her body was not responding to any treatment. It was very important to bring the infection under control
The police team received information about a man who had travelled in the same car a little while before the attack on the victims took place. His name was Mayank. He was a part-time labour. He was returning home from work when he boarded the car. He told the police about all the drunken men and abusive language they used while talking. He also informed that they robbed him of his money and took his mobile and then ordered him to get out of the car. Police asked him why he did not report the incident to the police station. He said he tried to inform the PCR police present near the site of the incident when he got out of the car. But the PCR did not listen to his complaint. December 18, 2013 9:00 am The police got information about the owner of ‘Red Hat Travels’ taxi car which operated from Ghaziabad. The name of the owner was Prashant and he lived in Ghaziabad. The police knew the address of the company. ‘He will tell us the locati
Vineet was waiting outside the hostel gate. More than forty minutes had passed. He had been trying to call me and Aditi. He went back to Ruchi’s home. It had been too late, and he was seriously worried now. ‘Vineet, they are not picking up the phone. Should I call Aditi’s father?’ she asked. ‘No, Ruchi, not now. Something is wrong. I can sense it. We should find them first. Then we will call Aditi’s father,’ he replied. Vineet was with Ruchi and her mother in their car. They headed to Saket where we met last. Vineet was restless, entangled with horrible thoughts. ‘Vineet, if we cannot find them, we must call the police and inform Aditi’s father too,’ Ruchi was getting very worried. She feared for the worst. ... Two of the goons dragged Aditi to the front of the room and tied her with a thick cloth. Everyone was giggling and laughing like madmen. They were pointing their hands towards us and laughing at us. ‘Bara hero ba
December 17, 2013 Vineet and I planned to watch a movie before the semester exams begin. We asked Aditi and Ruchi to accompany us. We planned to meet at Saket, South Delhi, around five in the evening. The movie was scheduled at 5:20 p.m. Aditi’s Home Aditi got ready for the evening and came out of her room. Her family was sitting in the living room, having tea. She informed her dad that she was going for a movie. ‘With whom are you going to watch the film, Aditi?’ her father asked. ‘With Yohan, Ruchi and Vineet, dad,’ she replied. Abhi asked her which movie she was going to watch. She replied, ‘American Hustle.’ She also informed her mother that she would return by 8:30 pm, and will have dinner with three of us. ‘Take care, Aditi,’ her dad said affectionately. ‘Yes dad. Bye,’ she said and headed out of the house. Saket, 5:00 pm Vineet and I were standing along the side walk railing o
Aditi and I were enjoying our time together in college. Our friendship had steadied itself. We looked forward to each other’s company. The story of Vineet and Ruchi, however, was not making any headway. He was not able to gather courage and express his love to Ruchi. He could not say to Ruchi, ‘Ruchi, you are not my friend, but my girlfriend’. He needed to say the three magical words, ‘I love you’, but was too scared to say them. Aditi and I, we encouraged him to propose Ruchi. He always promised to do it the following day, but the magic moment would not arrive. ‘Why are you not proposing to her?’ Aditi asked despairingly. ‘Aditi, what if she says no?’ he said in a doubtful tone. ‘Come on, Vineet. Be practical. Tell me, why will she refuse? It is not a crime to fall in love,’ I edged in. I was sure Vineet would never be bold enough to express his love to Ruchi. We decided to take the matter in our hands. Aditi and I chalked out a plan to unite
I didn’t realize when I have literally fallen asleep. I slept like a log, unaware of what was happening around me. When I woke up, my heart was beating rapidly. I asked my heart, ‘Hey my heart, why are you beating so fast? ‘That is my business.’ it replied. ‘Okay. That’s good. But why so fast?’ ‘Don’t worry. I beat for someone.’ ‘For who?’ ‘Aditi,’ my heart replied. I shook away the thought. I got up and went to the washroom to freshen up. I came to my bed to check my phone, if there was any call. The battery was dead. I thought for a while. At night the charge in the battery of the phone was around 70. I was not able to understand how it drained from seventy to zero. I had not used my phone at night. ‘Never mind’, I said to myself, and I plugged it in for charge. I thought of calling Aditi but decided to call her after my breakfast. Meanwhile the phone battery would be charged. I went to the dining table. Dad was alrea