A/N:- Dress code in Indian jails usually depends on jail to jail. In central jail , Female uniform was a simple white saree with blue borders. Later when someone was transferred to a women's jail , the dress code was pretty much strict there as compared to the previous one . Normal uniform inside jail was a white long sleeves kurta with ban collars( sleeves and ban collar must be completely buttoned up and and properly adjusted around the neck) , white salwar , white dupata with blue borders and a jail id card . While for visitation , court hearings or at any special events like diwali , holi , it was necessary to wear a white saree with blue borders along with jail id card . So it was a really strict discipline about the dressing .
"My soul got peace where, where Pain of my Heart was not even recommended" DUA ... Inside the Prison: DUA's POV: It's not important for me to have any hope from all these hearings, dates, and fights. I know what will happen in the end. It's not like I don't want to go out of this hell and meet my father but the first question is How? My life is already ruined because of my own selfishness. Selfishness of immaturity. Selfishness of love. In this World of cruelty, I did something that kept me sane. That was 'To Kill the Threat' and I did it for myself. I went against my family just to protect my sanity but see where I am right now in this dark ugly cell of Prison. And now, This Arin Kashyap has also started to nag at me. He wanted to know all the hidden truths of mine. Arin wanted to know all about my sins. I don't know how to tell him. Telling him means reliving that time that has already passed in my life, leaving me in the lonely
The next morning, Arin was seated in front of Dua.Her eyes were red and puffy which clearly shows that she didn't sleep in the night. Arin got a message about Dua's outburst from the call of the jailer. Arin was shocked to hear about Dau's last statement."I killed My Child"Arin shook his head and stared at Dua who was looking back at him with mixed feelings.The feeling of being judged by him."Did you really kill your child?", Arin asked and noted down in his file."Yes, I did", Again she accepted this crime. "Why?", Arin didn't know how to understand her but again started to write down her statement."Because I don't want anything related to him", Dua's eyes blazed and showed hidden rage."Him? Your husband?", Arin asked as he saw the fire in her eyes as he asked her.Dua looked briefly at him and smirked evilly. She didn't respond to him but her eyes and smile were enough to send chills to him.'She did kill her child but why? What was her reason to become so cruel?', Arin's h
{Last Chapter Continued} Dua opened the door and entered Prathvik's cabin. Her heart was happily thudding in her chest. A big smile adorned her face making her more beautiful. But soon her smile dropped when the door opening sound made a girl, who was already inside Prathvik's cabin, turn around and briefly stare at Dua. Dua stood there calmly. There was no sense of threats and negativity because of that unknown girl. "Who are you?", Dua, too looked back at that girl, and after a few seconds of observing her, she asked her in a soft tone. Dua calmly asked her and not for a second did that wrong of Prathvik as she found a girl in Prathvik's cabin. "Tisha", That girl murmured softly and Dua stood blankly at her spot while gazing at that girl, trying to understand the situation. They stared at each other for a minute and then Dua heard familiar footsteps. "Dua", Hearing a familiar voice calling her name, made Dua turn around only to find shocked-looking Prathvik. Dua smiled ge
~Inside the Doctor's Cabin:- Looking like a zombie, Dua sat in front of a doctor. The doctor's eyes were observing Dua with sharp eyes. "I'm seeing a girl. Her name is Tisha. She looks older than me. I saw her for the first time in my husband's office on the day of my first wedding anniversary", Dua told everything to the doctor who listened to her and recorded her words too. Dua's heart skipped a beat when she started recalling whatever was going on in her life. "Tisha is following me everywhere like a shadow. She acts like a stalker. She even followed me to my hometown", Dua said and closed her eyes. Her hands immediately rubbed the temple of her head. "Okay! Stop now. Ms. Dua, We need other sessions too. Take this medicine and don't pressurize your brain. Don't think too much", the doctor told her. Dua nodded her head and knew the doctor wouldn't help her in this situation. Her situation was different than those people who were fighting with their inner demons of depres
"She is blessed with strength and Can fight for her dignity ; She laughs without fear of the future because she makes her own Entity", ARIN .... [Last Chapter Flashback continued] ~Two days Later, In Delhi. "Nothing is good, Papa", Dua said to her father while her head was in the lap of her father. Dua never hides anything from her father but she hides the matter of Prathvik's lies and the mental game that he played with her. Dua just revealed about Tisha, her sudden scary appearance, and her past connection to Prathvik to her father. That night, Dua threw Prathvik out of her house as she did not want to see his face. It was good that her housemate was on her holiday and no one was there to witness how her husband was trying to make her a mentally sick person. Dua was in pain and completely heartbroken. Dua called her father and told him that she was sick and needed him. Her father took the next flight and came to see his daughter. When Dua's father got to know a
Flashback:- {At Prathvik's House, Canada} "Dad! Mom! You know how obsessive Tisha was. I didn't know how she entered my cabin but I will not spare her", Prathvik spoke angrily and his parents felt aches in their chest for Dua. Dua stood outside the main door of Prathvik's house, listening to Prathvik's conversation with his parents. The grip of her feet shook enough that She wanted to run away from the place. To avoid everything. To pretend that she didn't hear a single word of Prathvik and his parents. That her heart was not crushed by Prathvik's words. "What will you do, huh? I have stopped you from involving her but you never listen to me. I told you so many times that I've searched for a bride for you. My friend's daughter is named Dua but you didn't pay any attention to my words", Prathvik's father shouted at him. "Dad! At that time I liked Tisha. She was a shy and beautiful girl who had never been in any relationship and it's true that I liked her so much and it's al
{Last Chapter Flashback Continued} "I can't let you touch me ever again", Dua told him whose heart froze at her statement. Prathvik tried to explain, to tell her that he was still the Prathvik she knew, she married, she loved but no. Dua wouldn't fall for his tricks ever again. "No! you aren't Prathvik. You aren't the man that I know, I married. You are not my husband. You are not the man I love", Dua told him and she sounded so bitter that her mouth was sour. Dua finally understood why her heart was in pain but there were no tears in her eyes because She loved him with everything. She loved everything about him. His naughtiness, shamelessness, Slyness, and roughness too but she couldn't accept the betrayal he gave her in return. The way her husband pampered her like she was his Queen. She loved it but He broke her heart. She wanted not to be his queen but to be the centre of his universe but his lies and past deeds ruined her dreams and directly threw her into another World of
"Your job as a prosecutor is to do justice, protect the innocent and convict the guilty. And it's simple I trust You", DUA .. .. At KASHYAP MANSION:- Two months later: Arin didn't understand himself. His own self was confused. His heart was pounding confusedly. He wanted to solve everything quickly and give justice to her but every turn and twist of her case was strange, and weird, and gave him a headache. Arin opened his laptop and read the title of her case again. Dua and her case 'MURDER OF THREE PEOPLE'. It was quite a very strange case. Arin sighed and closed his laptop. ARIN dialed Tarun's number and warned him, "Tarun! Be prepared for the next hearing. They're following you". "Don't worry Brother. This is the last time. The next time they'll be behind the iron bars", Tarun enthusiastically told him. And they ended the call. Both Arin and Tarun were working hard for the next hearing of Dua's case. They met the doctors who collected the dead bodies of three