'Did you commit this crime?’ Sourav sir asked Harshal, who sat across him on a chair.
‘Yes, sir, I accept the charges,’ he said.
‘Are you working under someone’s direction or are you acting on your own?’ sir asked.
He did not reply.
‘You killed a young and an innocent girl. Police will ensure the court awards you with extreme punishment for this murder.’
Harshal looked lost and concerned. He went down on his knees and begged the police inspector to get him off the case.
‘Why should I let you free? The court will judge you and do justice to the girl you drove to death,’ said the inspector.
‘Sir, Raghu Raj had asked me to do all this,’ Harshal confessed to the inspector.
Sourav left the room where Harshal was being questioned. He came and sat on his desk. He looked at one of his subordinates and said, ‘Pratap, find out where is MLA Raghu Raj.’
Raghu Raj was the national convenor of Rashtrivadi Party. He was a politician, a social activist and above all a notorious person.
He was born in a middle-class family. He studied at Hisar. When he was studying for Electrical Engineering, he discovered his taste for politics and followed his instincts. He actively participated in the Jan Lokpal Movement along with famous social activist, Hansika Mehta.
His participation in the movement launched him in the political arena. He was noticed for his enthusiasm and keen interest in the political domain. He worked as an active socialist for few years and then launched his own political party in the year 2007. He called it Rashtrivadi Party. His main plank was ‘Corruption Free India’.
The party came into prominence quickly. It started working among the backward sections of the capital city. It gained traction and in a short time became a force in the electoral politics.
Over time, Raghu Raj became known for his strong-arm tactics. His name surfaced in certain number of incidents related to violence. The number of cases registered against him steadily went up.
In political circles, he has acquired an unsavoury reputation of harbouring criminal elements. They are his hatchet men and do his bidding. There are, however, some localities where his popularity is high. The locals there admire him. His detractors say he doesn’t deserve all this.
He is suspected to be involved in eve teasing, sex rackets, gun running, drug peddling, rape, kidnapping, extortion, human trafficking and such other offensive activities. There are some activists who comment on him on social media, but it does not deter him from his activities. No one comes forward to give evidence against him and he is let off by the courts for want of evidence. In political circles, he is considered a threat to good governance if he wins the forthcoming elections.
‘Where is he?’ Sourav sir asked.
‘He is in Dubai. He has gone there to attend a conference,’ replied the officer.
‘When will he be back?’
‘He is arriving home tomorrow at 9:00 a.m.’ ‘And when is the case coming up in court?’ ‘Day after tomorrow,’ officer replied.
‘Ok. That is perfect. Let’s get to work,’ Sourav sir said. There was a mysterious smile playing on his lips.
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‘Sir, we have to wait for him,’ the officer informed Saurav sir. ‘Yes, we will have to,’ sir nodded.
The flight arrived as per the revised time. MLA Raghu Raj completed his arrival formalities and came out of the airport exit. His supporters had come to the airport and gathered at the exit gate to receive him. When they saw him, they surged forward to welcome him. The police were also present there. Saurav sir stepped forward and stood in front of the crowd. He confronted Raghu Raj and informed him that he was being taken under arrest.
‘Hey…What are you doing?’ Raghu Raj protested.
Sourav sir showed him the arrest warrant issued by the court. Police arrested him and took him inside their jeep between two policemen and drove away.
On reaching the police station, two policemen escorted him out of the jeep and took him to the custody cell inside the police station.
Raghu Raj was protesting, shouting and screaming. He was abusing and threatening the police officers. The police were however firm in their action, and they pushed him behind the bars and locked the thick iron gate.
‘This is the place for the person like you,’ Sourav sir said.
‘You are making a big mistake, inspector. You will suffer for this. You will regret your actions,’ Raghu Ram warned and threatened the inspector.
The police had recorded the statements of Harshal Kansal and Brijesh Khanna. All the documents concerning the case were ready for Raghu Raj to be produced in the court the following day
All the statements, evidence and documents were placed before the Honourable Judge. The arguments began from the prosecutor and the defence lawyer. Aditi and I were also in the court. We sat next to Sheffali’s parents. It was known that Harshal and Brijesh had given their confession in the statements, confessing that they had done as Raghu Raj had commanded them to do. We expected that the case against Raghu Raj would be an open and shut case. We were wrong. Both the witnesses rescinded their statements to the police. In the court, Harshal and Brijesh denied what they had said in their statements to the police. They said that the police had obtained their statement under coercion. The statements had been written by the police and they had been forced to sign and own them. They testified that Raghu Raj had nothing to do with the case. They said that they were responsible for calling Sheffali for extra work and that they were ready to face the charges against them, rai
National Highway 1 'What’s the Raj Nagar situation?’ Manan Gupta asked while driving his car. Bhavan, the person sitting on the adjacent seat, replied, ‘Around ninety percent votes will be in our favour. Ten per cent will go to the other side. Our people are trying to grab those too.’ ‘Trying is not enough. I need hundred percent votes in our favour. Do you understand?’ Manan said angrily. ‘Yes, sir’ ‘Who is in-charge there?’ Manan asked. ‘Kanav Aggarwal.’ ‘Fuck! The boss thinks he can handle the business, but in my opinion he is useless. That idiot is good for nothing. There might have been a time when he was of good use. Today, he is a big zero. He is just a waste. Did you hear me, he is just a waste! You people are idiots!’ Manan infuriated and banged his hand on the dash board. ‘But sir…’ Bhavan tried to say something. Manan cut him short, ‘We need a strong p
'Is this a new interrogation technique? Feed meat and expect information in return.’ ‘Pratap, nothing comes free in life. There are no free lunches. There is always a price to pay,’ Sourav sir said. ‘You are right,’ Hussain took a bite of the meat and smiled, baring his crooked teeth. Sourav sir took out the files from a bag and showed to him. ‘Sanjay More, tell me about Raghu Raj. I am listening,’ sir said. Hussain did not expect the foray of such questions. He gave a long stare and blurted, ‘Are you kidding, inspector? You want me to become a police informer?’ Sir said calmly, ‘Yes, that is what I am asking you to do; to help us with this case. When I came to arrest you, you were begging me not to shoot. You seem to forget what you said to me when I arrested you. Don’t waste my time. I have other work to accomplish.’ ‘H-A-T-R-E-D. Hatred is the reason why Raghu was after the girl.’ ‘What hatred, speak clearly,’ sir probed. ‘H
Aditi received instructions and guidelines from Sourav sir for the mission assigned to her. She rehearsed her role with assistance from the police team and now she was ready to enact the role of a bait. The police team had put all the safety measures in place. There was no trace of doubt in regard to the steps taken by Aditi would expose her to any kind of danger as a young woman. Aditi told her parents about her mission and they were apprehensive. However, she convinced them to trust her motive. Now that she had decided to participate in the plan, we wished her success in her endeavour. The doctor inserted a tracking chip in her wrist with an injection. It could not be seen. Outwardly, her skin looked normal. But it was after all a foreign body under her skin. Initially, it hurt her a lot. But she got used to it bore the pain with courage and fortitude to take forward the work she had willingly agreed to accomplish. ‘Sir, everything is in ord
'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
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
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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