Reshma peeped inside her daughter’s room; she watched her sleep for a while and turned around to leave when she found Avilash standing in front of her.
“Why don’t you go inside?” He asked.
“She doesn’t want to see me.”
“Let me talk to her and -”
Reshma had left.
She had been in prison for years; Risha was just 6 years old when she left. Reshma couldn’t even say bye to her as she was in the hospital fighting trauma of the incident.
The day Reshma was freed from the prison, she’d expected to see her daughter waiting to meet her but Risha had left home before she arrived. Avilash had tried hard to cover it up, but eventually gave in to her continuous probing and told her that Risha refused to stay under the same roof with her.
Reshma lay down on her bed; these memories flashed before her eyes. All those torturous years in prison had made her stop shedding tears; She stared at the ceiling with a blank face.
After Reshma left, Avilash entered Risha’s room and sat on the bed. He looked at her for a while and said – “I know you’re awake, Risha.”
“Has she left, Papa?” Risha asked, not opening her eyes.
Risha opened her eyes slowly.
“She’s your mother Risha! ”
“She’s a murderer…she didn’t think of her family before killing someone…she’s a cold-blooded killer.”