G-For Grievance

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The scepticism about Silpa’s role in the episode he had laid to rest bounced back into his mind.  Mixing personal with the official.  New gossip chicks would he hatched in the medias’ gossip machines.  He photographed the bag and the books’ pages with his writings before checking out the stuff officially.





Arjun went through the preliminary case report Dev had prepared.  The lady missed the train booked for her return trip after attending the IT conference at Thiruvananthapuram.  Reached Aluva train station by 10. 15 pm and proceeded the journey driving her car parked at the station.  She was going to meet her parents at their home near Kattumuku junction at Perumbavoor—on the way, she topped up her tank at the Reliance filling station.  A Mahindra Land Rover appeared in line with her on the road immediately after she hit the road, from the station.  Men in Mahindra shouted at her opening their car windows.  She speeded when they chased her.  They bumped into her car a few times when she called Anand.

She was speeding along the highway like hell, and at a bend on the road, she slammed the brake and lost control.   Her car flew in the air and landed across the gorge.  She jumped out of her car and ran
along the valley for life.

Joshua in the IT cell fact-checked the IT conference and the train time.  Nothing untoward.

The following day, Malavika’s father reached the station to collect the stuff removed from his daughter’s car.  Anand did the routine check before releasing the stuff stored in the evidence room.  There was a fancy bag among them and a book inside—the book’s title summoned intrigue in him.  When he turned on its front page, he never imagined he was heading for a real shock-the book he had presented to Silpa on her birthday.  His birthday wishes-Happy Birthday, dear Silpa, from Arjun-written in hand, fired a shock from stomach to chest.  The book had mysteriously disappeared from the bookshelf in his study. Silpa had left it on the sofa from where he had picked it and kept it on his bookshelf.  

“Is this lady related to your estranged wife?” He had dismissed the vexation at the Chanel 36 reporter’s question as gossip, but now it crackled inside him like wildfire. 

Had she left the mystery perfume scent in his library

Who is she? 

The scepticism about Silpa’s role in the episode that he had laid to rest bounced back forcefully.  Mixing personal with the official.  New gossip chicks would be hatched in the media’s gossip machines.  He photographed the bag and the book's pages with his writings before checking out the stuff officially.

He proceeded cautiously to wait until the media and the gossipers took the first move to react or ignore it. 

The entire week he waited, there were no channel or media developments about the incident.  The more it made him conclude the incident had no public consequence, the more it intrigued his personal inquiry—who is that woman, and how did she get his private phone number and got access to his bookshelf?

What is in your guess the young woman?

Anand's old classmate, Silpa's henchwoman, or a genuine person?

 

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