The forgotten mother

02 Episode

Together, they began to piece together the mystery. Anjali learned that the woman, named Laxmi, had lost her husband and child in a tragic accident years ago. The pain of their loss had driven her into a deep mental state, where she began to believe that burying children under the soil would make them "happy."

Every night, she would go to the grave of her child, remembering how she had once fed her baby and played with her husband. Now, her only solace was pretending that the children she buried were with her again, safe and happy.

Arvind, ever protective and understanding, refused to leave Anjali’s side. His gentle, yet firm, presence reassured her that she was not alone in this. He became her confidant, offering not just professional help but emotional support. The more time they spent together, the more their bond grew. Despite the dark nature of their investigation, Anjali felt a sense of peace when Arvind was around. One day, as they were piecing together more information about Laxmi, Anjali and Arvind stumbled upon a disturbing discovery. Laxmi had been abducting children from the village. They weren’t her own, but children she believed needed to be "cared for" in the same way she once cared for her own. She would steal them in the dead of night, believing that her acts were out of love.

The two of them, now firmly allied in their mission, knew they had to find Laxmi before any more children went missing. They went to the village authorities, but they couldn’t risk making a false move. Their search led them to a shocking revelation: Laxmi’s actions had been covered up for years by the village’s elders, who had feared bringing shame to the community.The night they confronted Laxmi, Anjali was filled with a mixture of fear and sympathy. When Laxmi saw them, her eyes were filled with a cold, distant emptiness. She didn’t speak. Instead, she held her ground, refusing to acknowledge her wrongdoings. Her mental state had deteriorated so much that she no longer understood the consequences of her actions.

“I’m just trying to give them what I couldn’t give my own,” Laxmi said quietly, her eyes vacant. “They deserve to be happy. They belong with me.”