Days passed and December gave way to January. One day, Radha was busy with an interview of a Parsi doctor a couple of blocks away from her hostel. When she came out of the building, she found people running helter-skelter. There were sounds of glass breaking in the nearby street. ...

“We should save it,” Radha blurted and was about to get down from the moving rickshaw. But, Asha held her back, as they rounded the circle in front of the telephone booth. “Let’s move away before those hooligans see us,” Aakash exclaimed to the driver. The driver did not wait ...

A very disgusting, disgraceful and dreadful thing happened in Mumbai on December 7, 1992. Babri Masjid was demolished and Mumbai began burning due to riots! I was studying then and was almost caught in the crossfire between the warring communities. Luckily, by God’s grace, I returned home in one piece. ...

“But, how could Roma communicate with her sister when she was tortured by her in-laws? They must have kept her under 24 hours surveillance.” “Yes, they did. But, they did the mistake of allowing one little girl, a neighbor to meet her privately in her room. Roma and the girl ...

Keshav had left strict instructions with the security about the man. He had said that they should allow the man to enter the hospital premises in the dead of the night, though it was not the visiting hour. “Anna, how did you know it was Fakar Singh?” Radha asked later. ...

It was a man and his face appeared to be covered by a mask. He removed something out of his pant pocket. The road light that entered through the window bounced off the shining blade. He swung his hand up and the lights went on, instantly. Radha had slipped to ...

“Oh my God!” Radha exclaimed. Kartik continued, “She got hit by a speeding car while crossing the main road. I’m at the hospital. Get here asap.” “Shit, Anna. You shouldn’t have thought of this plan.” The scene at the hospital was pathetic. Inside the emergency room, doctors were struggling to ...

It was Kartik’s plan to get Rita out of the influence of her parents and slowly bring up the topic of the murder; then, record the entire dialogue on a digital voice recorder. But, fate had something else in store for them. As planned, Radha called Rita and told her ...

“But, wasn’t the car owned by the Singhs” Radha still had doubts. “No. The limozine was hired for a Mr. Khurana by a woman over the phone. The rental agency had been requested the driver to meet Mr. Khurana at an isolated spot. The police found the driver’s dead body ...

That evening, Kartik was lucky enough to find a whole white napkin and a tube of foundation covered with Rita’s finger-prints. What had happened was under Kartik’s instructions, Radha had intentionally spilled the foundation from the tube on her dressing table. Having a helpful nature, Rita immediately rushed forward to ...