Many Sides of a Murder by Ujjwal Kumar - HTML preview

Aftermath

Adjourned. The court was adjourned. And so was the rest of the country, after a year of Samar Singhania murder case.

Everyone was taking a sigh of relief. Everyone was talking about it in a very positive way. There were talks about most of the people involved in the case.

People talked of Vivaan Ahuja, that how one’s past should not base his present or future. That how a boy, found guilty many a times be not guilty always.

The popular saying, once a liar always a liar changed to once a liar is never always one. It’s the circumstances that could make him one always.

For him also, there was a great lesson from this case. To stop all the bad things he had previously been doing freely. And he now decided to make his father proud and never ever take advantage of his father’s image to get out of any such incidents. For the rest of his life.

Then there were talks of A.K. Sharma. How a very young lawyer can also be so hard-working and act like a very experienced one in courts and win the case at the very intense moment of the entire case.

There was silence also. There was a place in the very centre of the town where there were hue and cries. A place once of the riches, belonged now to the ones most desperate, most sad people.

The Singhania Residence.

The people here, were now sad. Very sad. Mahesh Singhania had been crying since the day of the case. The last date in the hearing. He had lost both his children. His son, Samar was killed as a part of a big conspiracy. The conspiracy which shook everyone. His daughter, Kriti, was fooled by her brother’s friends. And that led her in trouble. She was in a 1 year refining custody of the police. Where she will be constantly counseled.

Counseled to trust only those who are actually trustworthy. Trust those who deserve her trust. They will teach her the importance of friends in her life. So that she doesn’t end up being a loner the rest of her life. So that she doesn’t end up being in bad company. So that she doesn’t do any bad deeds ever in her life, like her brother once did. So that she never ended up anywhere like Irfaan.

Irfaan Qamil.

The prime suspect of Rajveer and the prime guilty in the case. Was now behind bars, for the rest of his life. Or was he?

He was obviously not going to stay there long.

He would obviously come out one day. Would obviously fool some other batch of rich teenagers in some other rare location in this country and will again land them into such problems.

Problems which they would never ever see again in their lives. Problems which might spoil them then and there. And such problems will not leave them able to do anything. To smile, to play, to learn and fall. Nothing.

Because the problems which he would land them in would’ve already ditched them. Had spoiled their future, had stopped their dreaming abilities and could also land them behind the bars or maybe at the tallest spot outside this world.

So who was actually at fault here? Was he Qamil’s father? Was it Irfaan? Was it the drug? Was it the school’s responsibility to send teachers with the students? Was it the fault of the instrument which was used for such a deep injury?

Or was it everyone and everything?

Well, that, I leave on the reader to find out. And change maybe?