L—A perspective on Life
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The Scene continues from the previous one.
“Who are they?” Kovoor leaned forward in his seat. “There are many such families here--which among them?”
“They run the most popular charity work in the area. Married off recently fifty couples in their
recent community marriage festival.”
“But what is their motivation?” Kovoor’s forehead
furrowed.
“Shame! There is a mention of a Will in the victim’s
diary that affords her a share in the family property. Also, a conversation among the three brothers
where they suggest her as a danger to them and the idea.”
“What idea?”
“To finish her off.”
“She was a postgraduate student in Law. Why didn’t she approach the police?”
“The police? Imagine
complaining to the police station about a conversation she overheard in her
stealth intruding into their office buildings.
A woman with no collective clout or social identity makes such a complaint
against the most influential people in the area. How would the police force treat her?”
Kovoor didn’t respond.
“She had plans to infiltrate the family business and destroy
it. That was how she planned to settle
her revenge. She put an application to
join the graduate training program in their law firm against her mother’s
wish. Her mother insisted she joined
some other law firm-seemingly she feared her daughter’s intention and the
danger it would pose to her life.”
“Had she elaborated all these in her diary?”
“Everything.”
“All right, now I see what you mean the mother had her share
of secrets,” Kovoor gasped. “We were
talking about the chances of reopening the case--is her dairy a new piece of
evidence is the question. Nothing connects
her death to the people who had suggested finishing her off. It would be thrown away as speculation or imagination,
revenge or greed, especially in our legal system. The legal system grinds on the postulate that
no innocent is punished, not to establish the true offender and punish them.”
Madhavan had considered all those matters, and the more he thought,
the more he got sometimes convinced truth is more than fiction, and no
appearance reveals anything closer to reality.
You know no one. He got a strange
perspective on life, truth, and justice.
The mother who suffered the hardships
and the social insults to protect her daughter from the outside harm paved the
way for the tragic loss of her daughter’s life—she hid the secret from the daughter,
the daughter’s birthright.
And the truth is more burning. At a place where the legal and the law-and-order system trivialises the truth, they fail to address the ground reality of human lives. Why can’t a woman tell her child the truth about its father? Secrets are dangerous--has the potential to evolve into lethal weapons. The attitude of the society is not determined by the rights of the individuals but the communal forces.
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