A voice for the voiceless

2 months ago

Mikky

@MidnightLibrary

A voice for the voiceless

The next morning, Sanyogita finally opened up to Prithvi about the unsettling events that had transpired in their hotel bedroom. However, she hesitated to share the gruesome details of the train incident involving Advocate Indrani Jaiswal's family tragedy. She decided to save that painful conversation for when they would meet in person, in the comfort of their own home in Mumbai.

Prithvi, relieved that Sanyogita was safe, didn't press her for more information. His primary concern was her well-being, and he didn't bother to inquire about anyone else.

As they wrapped up their conversation, Sanyogita wished Prithvi good luck for his meeting and apologised for missing the photo shoots for the launch of their new car model.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there. I feel terrible for missing such an important event," she said, her voice laced with regret.

Prithvi reassured her, "Don't worry,Jaan . Your safety is all that matters. We can reschedule the photo shoots for another time. Just take care of yourself and come back to me soon.”

Sanyogita smiled, feeling grateful for Prithvi's understanding. "I will . I'll be back soon, and we can catch up on everything. Take care of yourself too, and good luck with your meeting, love you."

Sanyogita couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. She was eager to return to Mumbai and be reunited with Prithvi, to feel safe in his arms and share the rest of the story with him.

Prithvi's voice was filled with excitement and love as he said, "And don't forget to take care of our little princess in your womb, my love. I want to talk to her too!"

Sanyogita chuckled at his request, but happily obliged. "Okay, but she's a little shy, so don't expect too much conversation," she teased.

Prithvi eagerly asked, “ My child will never be shy, don't kidding, she will be an extrovert just like her father , let me say good morning to my princess! I want to hear 'All the best, Daddy' from her!"

Sanyogita laughed and placed the phone on speaker, carefully holding it away from her belly. "Princess, Daddy is saying good morning to you and he's asking for all the best from you," she announced, her voice filled with amusement.

After a brief pause, Sanyogita responded in a high-pitched voice, "All the best, Daddy!"

Prithvi's heart melted at the sound of his unborn child's "response". "Aww, thank you, my little princess! Daddy loves you so much! Keep growing strong and healthy, my angel ."

The loving banter between the soon-to-be parents continued for a few more moments before they reluctantly said their goodbyes and disconnected the call.

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Sanyogita stepped out of the car and onto the worn pavement of the Malka Ganj police station in north Delhi. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the emotional journey ahead. Ten years had passed since her elder sister's brutal rape, but the wounds still lingered. Today, she had come to reopen the case, determined to seek justice.

As she entered the police station, a mix of curiosity and scepticism greeted her. The officer who laid the two ladies from the corridor , accustomed to seeing victims' families lose hope over time, couldn't help but wonder what had brought Sanyogita back after a decade.

Advocate Indrani Jaiswal, a seasoned lawyer and Sanyogita's trusted ally, stood beside her, offering a reassuring presence. Forensic Doctor Mera Chaplekkar, an expert in her field, and her experienced bodyguard Christofer , accompanied them , her eyes fixed on the files and evidence they had brought with them.

The police station's corridors, once a blur of chaos, now seemed to hold a sense of purpose. Sanyogita's determination had brought new life to a case thought to be long buried.

The DCP, a middle-aged man with a kind face and a warm smile, greeted Sanyogita warmly. "Ma'am, we'll do everything we can to assist you. Please, come this way."

He led them into his room, where a team of officers waited to reopen the case. The police station's corridors, once a blur of chaos, now seemed to hold a sense of purpose. Sanyogita's determination had brought new life to a case thought to be long buried.

As they sat down to begin the arduous process, Sanyogita's voice trembled with emotion. "I want justice for my sister. I won't let her memory fade away." Her eyes brimmed with tears, but her jaw was set in determination.

DCP nodded sympathetically. "Ma'am, we understand your determination. Can you tell us what new evidence or leads you've found that warrant reopening the case?"

Sanyogita took a deep breath before speaking. "It's not just about new evidence, sir. It's about getting the justice my sister deserved. The accused were never punished, and it's been eating away at me for years."

Advocate Indrani Jaiswal leaned forward, her eyes locked on the DCP. "We've re-examined the original evidence and found some discrepancies in the initial investigation. We believe there was a mishandling of crucial evidence and witness testimonies."

Forensic Doctor Mera Chaplekkar nodded in agreement. "I'd like to re-analyze the forensic reports, and I believe there are some key findings that were overlooked earlier. I'd like to present my findings to the team."

One of the officers, a young woman with a notepad, spoke up. "Ma'am, we'll need to review everything carefully. Can you provide us with all the documents and evidence you've collected?"

Sanyogita nodded, her hands shaking slightly as she handed over a thick folder. "Everything is here. I want to ensure that nothing is missed this time. I want justice for my elder sister "

DCP nodded, his expression resolute. "Ma'am, we'll work tirelessly to ensure that. Let's get started."

He turned to Advocate Indrani Jaiswal. "And did you report these discrepancies to anyone at the time?"

Advocate Indrani Jaiswal's expression turned grim. "We tried, sir. But our complaints fell on deaf ears. That's why we're here now, to make sure justice is served."

As the meeting continued, Sanyogita's determination and the team's expertise began to unravel the threads of a case thought to be long buried. The journey ahead would be arduous, but Sanyogita was ready to fight for her sister's justice.

Sanyogita's voice trembled with emotion as she revealed the shocking truth. "Sir, there's more. The sub-inspector, Jatin Laal, who registered the FIR, he... he took money from the accused family. Nishant Ranawat, one of the main culprits, and his friends bribed him to close the case. We tried, but no one listened. They all seemed to be in cahoots with each other."

DCP's expression turned grave, his eyes filled with regret. "I apologise for the harassment you and your family faced due to such disloyal officers. We'll do our best to make it right this time."

Advocate Indrani Jaiswal's voice was firm and resolute. "But, sir, isn't it true that without proper medical and laboratory investigations, this case will be difficult to investigate?"

DCP nodded, his jaw set in determination. "Yes, that's true. But we'll do everything we can to gather evidence and build a strong case."

Advocate Indrani Jaiswal continued, her words precise and clear. "In sexual assault cases, a proper examination is crucial. It should be conducted by a trained Forensic Medical Officer or a Sexual Assault Forensic Examiner, or a Gynecologist or Primary Care Physician with specialized training."

DCP leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he immersed himself in serious thought. "Yes, I agree with you, Miss Jaiswal."

Advocate Indrani Jaiswal's gaze never wavered. "According to my client, Janhvi Sharma's physical medical examination was conducted by Dr. Puneet Santra, a Sexual Assault Forensic Examiner, and Dr. Sobha Das, a Gynecologist. However, the FIR was registered by the victim's representative, but it was not done properly. We need to re-examine the evidence and re-interview the witnesses to ensure justice is served."

The room fell silent, the weight of the task ahead settling over them like a shroud. But Sanyogita's determination and Advocate Indrani Jaiswal's expertise had reignited a spark of hope, a chance to redeem the past and bring justice to Janhvi's memory.

Advocate Indrani Jaiswal's voice was laced with a mix of frustration and determination. "However, the accused, wielding considerable influence, systematically silenced everyone involved. They bribed or intimidated those who refused to cooperate, exploiting their vulnerabilities to harm loved ones. I'm sure you're aware of the pervasive corruption that has compromised the integrity of this case."

DCP's expression turned grim, his eyes clouding with concern. "Yes, I understand the challenges we face. The accused's power and corruption have undoubtedly obstructed justice. Nevertheless, we will leave no stone unturned in gathering evidence and building a robust case. We owe it to Janhvi and her family to ensure that justice is served."

Advocate Indrani Jaiswal nodded, her gaze unwavering. "I appreciate your commitment, sir. But we must acknowledge the sensitivity and complexity of this case. The accused will stop at nothing to maintain their impunity. We need to be vigilant and strategic in our approach to counter their influence and uncover the truth."

DCP's jaw set in determination. "Agreed. We will work tirelessly to reconstruct the evidence and identify new leads. I will personally oversee the investigation and ensure that our team is protected from external pressures. We will bring the perpetrators to justice, no matter how powerful they may be."

DCP's eyes narrowed as he called for his junior colleagues to gather around him. "I want to know everything about the previous sub-inspector who handled Janhvi's case," he instructed, his voice firm and commanding.

Junior Officer, Raj, stepped forward, nervously flipping through his notes. "Sir, I have some information about Jatin Laal."

DCP's gaze intensified, his eyes boring into Raj's. "Yes, tell me."

Raj hesitated, his voice barely above a whisper. "Sir, ASP Jatin Laal... he passed away this morning. Heart attack."

The room fell silent, the news hanging in the air like a challenge. Sanyogita's eyes widened in shock, her mind racing with the implications. Advocate Indrani Jaiswal's expression turned thoughtful, her eyes narrowing as she processed the new information. DCP's face is set in a determined mask, his eyes flashing with a fierce resolve.

Sanyogita's eyes widened in shock as she processed the news. A mix of emotions swirled inside her - relief, anger, and a hint of satisfaction. A part of her felt relieved that one of the culprits responsible for her sister's suffering had finally received his due punishment, albeit in a different form. But another part of her churned with anger and frustration, knowing that Jatin Laal's death meant he would never face the consequences of his actions in a court of law.

As she stood there, trying to make sense of her emotions, Sanyogita's gut churned with a sense of unease. She felt like she was stuck in a never-ending nightmare, with no escape from the pain and trauma that had haunted her family for so long. The thought that Jatin Laal had taken his secrets to the grave, leaving behind a trail of unanswered questions and unresolved justice, made her stomach twist with anguish.

"Why now?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Why did he have to die now, when we were so close to uncovering the truth?"

Advocate Indrani Jaiswal placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, offering a comforting presence. "We'll find another way, Mrs Malhotra. We won't let his death silence the truth."

But Sanyogita couldn't shake off the feeling that a part of her had been denied closure, that a chapter of her sister's story would forever remain untold.

Sanyogita's eyes dropped, her gaze falling on the floor as she struggled to process her emotions. She felt like she was drowning in a sea of uncertainty, with no lifeline in sight.

DCP's voice broke the silence, his words gentle but firm. "Mrs. Malhotra, don't lose hope. I can understand your situation. We'll find another way to get to the truth."

Although DCP's words reached Sanyogita's ears as she stood near the window, gazing outside, a smirk curled on her lips. She thought to herself, "If you, the police, and your so-called system truly understand our pain, then no more Janhvis would have gone without justice. No more families would have been torn apart by corruption and indifference."

Sanyogita's eyes flashed with a mix of anger and determination as she turned back to face the DCP. "We've been failed by the system at every turn, sir. But I still believe in justice. I still believe that you can make a difference."

DCP's expression softened, his eyes filled with empathy. "I understand, Mrs. Malhotra. And I promise you, we will do everything in our power to ensure that justice is served. We will leave no stone unturned, no lead unexplored."

Sanyogita's gaze lingered on the DCP, searching for any sign of doubt or hesitation. But all she saw was a firm resolve, a determination to uncover the truth and bring the perpetrators to justice. A glimmer of hope flickered to life within her, and she nodded, a small smile on her lips. "Thank you, sir. Thank you for understanding.”

The officer who was writing the entire statement said " We'll re-examine the evidence, re-interview the witnesses. We won't let Jatin Laal's death stop us from seeking justice for your sister."

Sanyogita nodded with determination and held back her emotions very strongly . "I know. I just... I wish he could have faced the consequences of his actions. I wish he could have told us the truth."

Forensic Doctor Mera Chaplekkar stepped forward, her eyes filled with compassion. "Sometimes, the truth is hidden, but it's not lost. We'll keep searching, Bhabhi. We'll keep fighting for justice."

DCP's expression turned grim. "I know. This is a setback, but we'll find other ways to build our case. We won't let his corruption and negligence go unpunished."

Advocate Indrani Jaiswal nodded resolutely. "We'll need to find alternative witnesses and evidence, then."

Forensic Doctor Mera Chaplekkar spoke up, her eyes locked on the case files. "I can re-examine the forensic evidence and see if I can find any new leads."

DCP's voice took on a determined tone. "Alright, let's get to work. We have a long road ahead of us, but I'm confident we can get justice for your sister, Mrs Malhotra"

As they began to discuss their next steps, Sanyogita's mind wandered back to her sister, Janhvi. She remembered the laughter, the tears, the memories they had shared. And she knew that she couldn't give up, not now, not ever. She owed it to her sister to keep fighting, to keep seeking justice, no matter what lay ahead.

As they delved into the proceedings, Advocate Indrani Jaiswal's expertise proved invaluable. Sanyogita felt overwhelmed with gratitude for her presence, relieved to have her by her side in Delhi. With each step forward, Sanyogita felt closer to securing justice for her sister.

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