I will come quietly prat 9
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Dad said,
“No son, no one must have come… it seems the window was left open, that’s why the things got scattered.”
I said,
“Alright, let’s check our rooms… then we’ll know whether someone came or not.”
We made Mom sit in her room.
Priyanshi stayed with her, and the rest of us went to check our rooms.
We checked our room—
everything was fine there, nothing was missing.
Then we went to Mom’s room…
and as soon as we opened the cupboard, we were shocked.
All of Mom’s jewelry was missing…
I said nervously,
“Mom, where are your jewelry items? You always kept them in this cupboard… but there’s nothing here!”
Just then Dad also came and asked,
“What happened?”
I said,
“Dad… Mom’s jewelry is not here.”
Dad said in shock,
“Then where did it go? Such valuable jewelry…!”
Mom said worriedly,
“I always kept them here… in this cupboard…”
Then she said softly,
“There were jewelry worth around 6 million rupees…”
Hearing this, silence spread throughout the house.
Fear and helplessness were clearly visible on everyone’s faces.
Gathering courage, I said,
“Ankita, come with me… let’s go to the police station and file a report.”
Ankita said,
“Alright brother, let’s go right now… we shouldn’t delay.”
I said to Dad,
“Dad, we’ll go and file the report.”
Saying this, the two of us left for the police station.
At the station, I said to a policeman,
“Sir, I want to file a theft report.”
The policeman said,
“It will be written… but not now. It will be done when the senior officer comes.”
I said,
“Why not now? You can write it too.”
He said,
“I can write it… but what will I get?”
Hearing this, I got angry.
I said,
“Will you write the report or not?”
He replied,
“I won’t. Bring someone else, then I’ll write it.”
I said,
“When my belongings are stolen, I will file the report… why should someone else come?”
In anger, I said,
“You have to write our report!
Goods worth lakhs have been stolen from my house.”
The policeman said softly,
“Alright… I’ll help, but you’ll have to arrange some ‘tea money’…”
Hearing this, my blood boiled.
I said,
“Forget it! If I have to pay even to file a report,
then I’ll go to another police station…
you just sit here.”
Ankita also said angrily,
“Yes brother! People like him only defame the uniform.
We should leave from here… we’ll file the report somewhere else.”
Saying this, we both left.
When we reached home, Priyanshi asked worriedly,
“What happened? Did you file the report?”
Dad also asked,
“Yes son, was the report filed or not?”
I took a deep breath and said,
“No Dad… they weren’t writing the report without taking money…”
Again, a heavy silence filled the house…
Angrily, I said,
“Tomorrow we’ll go directly to the district court…
we’ll get the report filed from there
and also complain against that officer!”
Priyanshi said,
“Yes, that’s right… we must raise our voice against wrong.”
Dad calmly said,
“Son, leave the police officer… just focus on filing your report.
Don’t get into unnecessary trouble.”
I firmly said,
“No Dad, if we stay silent today, such people will keep doing this.
I’ll file a complaint against him too.”
Dad again tried to explain,
“Look son, don’t take big decisions in anger.
First complete your work… we’ll see the rest later.”
I calmed down a bit and said,
“Alright Dad… first we’ll file the report,
but it’s not right to ignore wrong…”
For a few moments, silence filled the room…
everyone was lost in their own thoughts—
there was fear, anger… and somewhere, hope for justice.
I said,
“Tomorrow we’ll go, file the report, and seek justice.”
Ankita said,
“Brother is right, Dad…
it happened to us today, but it shouldn’t happen to anyone else again.”
Dad said,
“Alright, you both go tomorrow.”
(Next Day)
I woke up early in the morning.
I said to Ankita,
“Prepare food quickly, we have to go file the report today.”
Ankita said,
“Yes brother, I’m cooking. The vegetable is ready… just need to make the rotis.”
Just then, Priyanshi said,
“Give it to me, I’ll make the rotis.
Ankita, you serve food to your brother… and you eat too.
I’ll keep making rotis.”
I said,
“Alright.”
I took a plate myself, served the vegetables, and started eating.
Ankita also prepared her plate and sat beside me.
Priyanshi was making hot rotis on the pan,
serving them to us one by one…
Even though the atmosphere at home was heavy because of yesterday’s incident,
everyone was trying to act normal at that moment…
We finished eating and got ready to leave.
Dad said,
“Be careful, son…”
I said,
“Alright Dad… give Mom her afternoon medicine on time.”
Just then, Priyanshi said,
“Don’t worry… I’ll give Aunty her medicine on time.”
I looked at her…
seeing her simplicity and sense of responsibility brought a slight smile to my face.
I softly said,
“Okay… take care.”
Saying this, Ankita and I left the house
to file the report.
After reaching the police station,
I said to an officer,
“Sir, there was a theft at my house two days ago… I want to file a report.”
The officer looked at me and asked,
“Where are you from? Tell me your full details.”
I said,
“Sir, I’m from Katni.
But my report is not being written at the police station there,
so I have come here…”
I explained my entire problem in detail.
The officer listened carefully
and then calmly said,
“No problem… we will register your report here.”
Hearing this, I felt a bit relieved.
But then he added,
“Yes, the process may take some time…
because we will have to forward this case to the police station of your area.”
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