"Sita, Sita, my dear Sita, how could you leave me without even saying goodbye"
Ramnath was crying as tears rolled down from his eyes.
"This is Rita reporter from TV54, I am at the scene where a 13-year-old girl died of hunger, her father is grieving, this must-have hurt him hard"
"My daughter...My daughter...
"Why did my daughter not get food? Where was the government? Where was their promised food? I need justice"
The father began to shed more and more tears as he complained.
" such an unfortunate girl, Miss Nandana please provide your views on the incident"
TV54 is the most famous channel in the locality, In the studio, a woman sat on a chair facing the camera in front of a desk,
"Thank you, Rita, for providing us the valuable information from the scene"
Nandana thanked Rita as a part of formality,
"What is the government doing? how can they let a child die of hunger? let's share some opinions with the well-known figures of Mahbubnagar"
the usual debate between the anchor and politicians broadcasted on TV54
The news soon spread in the whole city.
The next day, Ramnath held last rites for his daughter, as expected TV54 broadcasted it without missing the chance to slam politicians.
After everyone departed only Ramnath left at the place of cremation, lost in his memories of the daughter.
A man wearing glasses and a T-shirt approached him
"Mr Ramnath"
The man called out.
Hearing his name, Ramnath glanced at the youth standing near to him, he looked to be in his early 20's.
"Sir, my name is Rahul, I have seen your story on TV54, Hearing the demise of an innocent child I was saddened"
Rahul paused as he wore an expression of sorrow
"Why did you approach me?, Don't tell me you are pitying me"
Ramnath did not believe in the stranger's words.
"Sir, earlier in the news you said that you wanted Justice, I can help you with that" Rahul got to the point.
"How so? and why?"
Ramnath asked.
"Sir, we should not discuss these things here, let's go to your home, I will explain to you everything there"
The duo departed to Ramnath's home,
The rented home had only one room which includes the kitchen.
The duo had their fair share of discussions for about 2 hours then Rahul departed.
A few weeks later, In a house present at the centre of Mahbubnagar, A man was sitting on a chair as he was talking with someone on mobile, around him few people stood there, all of them had well-built muscles except the man sitting on the chair.
He was none other than Minister Gopal, who was responsible to supply food to the poor on behalf of the government.
"Don't worry Mr Dinesh, we will arrange the meeting as scheduled"
"Ring ring ...."
As Gopal cut the call he got a call from an unknown number.
"Unknown number? "
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Eternal_Crown's Short Stories
Short StoryStory 1:Amid of COVID-19 pandemic, a girl dies of hunger, her death enrages her poor father, and in search of culprits behind her death, the father overcomes his limits and abilities. Story 2:A broken youth who lost his family to fire changed his p...
