Rajni was a beautiful and mature teenage girl. Her parents named her Rajni, inspiring from the famous serial on Doordarshan of Late actor Priya Tendulkar. Her parents were God fearing and righteous people. They lived a sober and humble life in suburbs of Delhi. Rajni was a bright student and aspired to be an IAS officer. Rajni’s father was a senior officer with PWD, although he was a balanced and well-tempered man, since a last few days he seemed stressed. It was only Rajni, who could get into his cove on such occasions. But not this time. She asked him quite a few times, but he seemed scared to tell her.
It was a bright day of February, with a slight chill in the air. It indeed was a special day as Rajni was turning 16 today. Her dad had taken a day off to spend some quality time with her. They spend the entire morning going through her photographs when she was a new born and how she has grown into a beautiful woman year after year.
In the evening, her parents rushed out to pick up the cake and other goodies. Unfortunately, they never came back. They met with a horrific accident, both of them couldn’t survive. The whole world turned upside down for Rajni. Her maternal uncle and aunty took her under their shadow and gave her care and love just like her parents. They tried their best but no one can replace parents. Rajni studied harder, and desperately wanted to make her parents and her dreams come true to be an IAS officer. The God has been harsher to her already, he can’t be any further and she cleared the exam and interviews in flying colors. She was posted to Siddharth Nagar, the most prominent district of the largest state of the country.
Rajni was happy in her work. Over a month had passed, when she realized that the construction sites are mushrooming in the district, and so is the illegal sand mafia. The sand Mafia was getting stronger, they had deep roots. Not just in system but even in the villages nearby.
Rajni asked for all the old reports about Sand Mafia, she figured out Niranjan was one particular journalist who had written a lot against sand mafia. Even filed PIL, but never got any justified answers. She called Niranjan, after a few meetings she gave him confidence that she will support him and he should investigate further.
As the investigation work progressed Rajni realized that the entire system was a rot. Suddenly one day Niranjan disappeared. She tried to find him, but could not get any information. He was the one having all the proofs; she had to build a strong case. The head of the Sand mafia was the local strongman or Bahubali.
Almost after a month, she got a call from an anonymous number. It was 5AM in the morning, they day had not even risen. The caller sounded scared and in feeble voice he spoke. It was Niranjan, she recognized. He asked her to come to railway crossing in 1 hour, he assured her he has all the proof and he wants to hand them over. Although Rajni insisted, but he didn’t disclose his whereabouts.
Rajni reached the railway crossing, and waited. She saw a very frail frame, with almost torn clothes and hurt body walking towards her. It was Niranjan. The moment he reached on the track a fast train came and just swiped him away. Volatility of life. Rajni was still in state of shock when her phone rang. The voice on the other side said,” Accidents are not new to you, remember one on your 16th. That was me, This is me. Stay away.”
Helplessly, staring nowhere Rajni realized, her dad was also working against Sand Mafia and life has brought her back to the same place.
This story has been written for the season 2 of #storytellersbloghop hosted by myself and my co-hosts MeenalSonal
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Nice story Ujjwal. Your narration is quite interesting. Keep it up. You are a good story teller.
The end gave me goosebumps! Loved it!
What a beautiful story where fate repeats. The end was truly surprising.
A gripping story indeed. As a reader I could feel the helplessness of Rajni. Please bring a longer version with the justice she deserves
A very gripping story. I agree with Sreeparna, I think the story needs a part2 where she gets revenge for the wrong done to her.
What a wonderful start to the bloghop. Gripping till the end.
Great start to the bloghop. Such organized mafia can break the spirit of the government officials and the future of the country. Well articulated.
We thoroughly enjoyed the story plot that showcases the priority of person in life. Hope Rajni can bring the chapter ge she took charge of.
A nice story depicting uncertainty in life. Loved the beginning of the #StoryTellersBloghop 🙂
The narration is too good! I truly appreciate this frictional story.
The narration is too good! I truly appreciate this fictional story.
Oh boy! I certainly didn’t see that coming! A story of volatile twists and turns indeed! Enjoyed the read, Ujjwal!
Wow, this was indeed a gripping story Ujjwal. Life has come to a full circle for Rajni. Please continue the story. It will be very interesting to read.
Very gripping storyline. Just when Rajni started to think things are fine, it went back to the same. The last part was truly volatile.
I could imagine every bit of it . wonderful!!
I could imagine every moment the story.wonderful!!!
Very interesting story. End was shocking. Nice read👍
Well narrated.
Story with a sad end and connection with reality.
Sadly, many such cases have been happening over the years and honest officers are eliminated.
May there be justice for Rajni. Those responsible must be caught and punished.
Oh my !! What a twist towards the end !! A gripping story and highlights the reality of today’s world. I think a sequel can be planned!
I scrolled back and read again to see if I missed the to be continued…
You have created a take which could go on and on
This is a great story, one of those where I get goosebumps, life is indeed Volatile, we are the characters and destiny is the director. We just have to keep doing our good deeds.
Loved the ending. It just hooked me till the last. Amazingly written. The key of a story telling
Loved the way you have threaded the piece. Gripping climax…
What a twist! I had goosebumps while reading the story. Eagerly waiting for the second part where justice will prevail.
I read it in one breath, I was expecting a twist but not the one related to her father. I hope there will be a second part.
Wow Ujjwal, that was a good turn of incidents in a short fiction. I liked how to related both the accidents with a valid reasoning.
Gosh, the price one has to pay to stand against the mafia! Poor girl. Well-written, Ujjwal!
This is fabulous to write a story about the sand mafia. I think such mafia go unnoticed because of such personal threat they have within them.
Life has a funny way of going round in circles and your story really expresses that well.
Interesting story that packs a lot of punch in a short time. Would love to read the second part 🙌🏽 congratulations to the writer!
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