This is a short story with not more than
15 chapters to 20 chapters. It started with my visit to Graveyard during the death anniversary of my sister.
She was young and beautiful. She went to visit heaven at an early age. That day when I went to...
The train was moving slowly over the Vashi bridge and Angel was scared with the buzzing sound of the wheels on the track and the water gushing sound. The sky was whirling for her.
What if the train meets with an accident? and this fear gripped her often.... Frank would stand on the door way of the train and feel the cool breeze. Angel, saw him like a shadow and his hair was fluttering. She smiled and went near the door way. She jumped out of the train and her body was butchered.... The blood smeared on the track.....
Ahh!!! She screamed and opened her eyes. In five minutes power nap she saw a weird dream. ....
She started crying and the old lady sitting next to her plugged her ear phones into her ears. Angel smiled and the song played :
Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you That is how I know you, go on...
Near far wherever you are, my heart will go on....
Angel and that lady listened to lot of English music together and she had showed Angel, the Tom and Jerry videos. They laughed and giggled. They appeared to be friends.
The lady and she just spoke about general things like where do you stay? What do you do? And finally little bit about the family.
The lady shared that she was 60 and she cooked for different families in Navi Mumbai area. She stayed in a small chawl in Andheri and she had a grand child to take care of and a bed ridden, 35 year old son. Her eyes were moist and Angel wiped her tears. They again got into chit chat and giggled like friends.
The train slowly stepped on Andheri stn and slowly both the ladies got down.
Angel asked the old lady for the number but the lady said :
We won't keep in touch even if we share our numbers. Or it is possible, we will be in touch for few days. Later that affection will slowly lessen and the connect will be on dead end. People are busy making friends at Social networking sites. They want to attract fanfare that they have too many friends and with indifference they block, unfriend and abuse. They are not able to judge the other side of the story and l don't believe in making friends for name sake. I believe in true friendship that is a space where we share happiness and sorrows. We bring a smile on face of our fellow beings rather than humiliating them over their social media status or unnecessary poking in others privacy.
There are people who eat Dal rice but talk like they eat biryani....
Girl, I am like your Grandma and I am sure, next time you see me you will be more happy to hug me rather than just building a namesake friendship...
Angel hugged the old lady but somewhere she was a gem of a person who had seen the harsh realities of life. She saw the lady walking towards the bridge slowly. Angel walked fast....
Angel dialled a number....
Hey, are you in office? Angel asked....
I wanna see you, she requested.
She took an Auto to Mahakali caves and reached the lawyer's office. It was pouring heavily and she said : I am here to discuss a murder case.
What? The lawyer asked....
I am serious, Angel remarked.....
You know after losing Frank, how insane I am? To my shock, I lost my friend Cynthia Gomes last week. Her father Mr Gomes was arrested and I am sure uncle is innocent.
The murder weapon is a dumbel that is used by uncle and Cynthia was hit on her Medulla Oblongota with it.
Her body was retrived from a storage compartment of her bed after three days. Uncle had been to Baroda and I strongly believe that she was raped and murdered by Degussa, Frank's cousin. He will kill me next. Her post mortem reports are manipulated and I want justice for Cynthia.
The lawyer drank a cup of special tea and offered some chilled coke to Angel.
He slowly asked : What makes you sure that Mr Gomes is innocent?
Why do you feel Miss Cynthia was raped?
Why do you have a doubt on Degussa?
Angel was angry and impulsive in nature.
She threw the coke on the lawyer's face and he just nodded his head and went to the kitchen sink to wash his eyes and stickiness on the shirt.
Angel suddenly realized what she had done was wrong?
She should have controlled her emotions.
Sorry sir, my mistake, she said with guilt in her eyes.
Hmmm, I can't take your case, he said...
Please sir, she pleaded....
I have lot many case to handle and I am not a pakka Criminal lawyer, he said....
Angel, pleasure meeting you, he said and logged out his working device.
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Angel stepped out of the office and she saw another dashing gentlemen was walking into his office. She was mesmerized by his charm and she followed him back to Mr Bharadwaj's office.
She hid behind the cupboard and heard the conversation both friends were sharing about a land dispute case. They were opponents but trying to end the same amicably.
She heard the other lawyer's name and it was Vishal Sehgal. If Bharadwaj was not taking her case. She decided to approach Vishal. Degussa has to be jailed, was what she wanted?
She was not ready to believe that Mr Gomes is a culprit....
She waited there suffocated behind the cupboard and after two hours when Vishal stepped out of the office, she met him in the lift.
I want to give you a murder case and Vishal gave her a mysterious look.
To be continued........
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