The Culprit!
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It was in the 10th floor where the murder happened. I was dragged on to the road by the police.There's a huge crowd surrounding us. The police, the media,our neighbors and the common people making their own judgement, irrespective of the situation.
A camera,that is constantly focusing me, giving the live footage on television.
The journalists, building up their own declarations.
The police, trying to control the busy crowd around me.
And the people striving hard to create senseless rumors on the murder.
All these were going on simultaneously.
But, I can hear absolutely nothing, but damn silence. All that I wanted to listen to, is my brother...
One of my triplet brother, Ashish Sharma...
He's right before me. It is 'him' who actually matters to me, but no one else. The police were dragging me away but he stayed stubborn not even trying to utter a single word. I was waiting for him to speak. I keenly looked at him,trying to say that I did nothing ...
But...
Only then,he raised his head and looked at the police and screamed pointing towards me,
"He's a murderer. Take him away! Please ... "
A fair and a clear drop escaped from my eye.I didn't expect this from my dearest brother. In about a few minutes, I was taken to the police station. No matter what! I was dumb-folded and became lifeless.I have no idea about all that is going on around me. I wanted to talk to my brother,explain him, but I can't make it now. He's not in a situation to listen to me. I can't forget this breath-taking moment in my entire life.
We reached the police station soon.It has got a very busy environment. This is the very first time I've been in such a terrible place and I hate this! As soon as I stepped inside the station, I heard the television news reporter stating ,
"Flash!Flash!Flash! A billionarie's son is involved in a murder case!
Can this mystery be solved?
Is this murder pre - planned?
What do you think that made him do that?
Comment your views.
Your XYZ channel will be with you with the live updates. Stay tuned folks! "
I was fed up with these so-called channels.They irritated me to the pinnacle. I don't understand ,why the hell do they involve themselves in these fake updates.I really pity those watching this news.
"Do you know who the departed is?",the news anchor poked another question.
At a quick moment, a tear escaped my eye.It made me pause for a moment and my facial expressions changed all of a sudden. I was left in thoughts then. I was never that weak.I was a kind of a brave man who thought I could resist myself from any situation.
But,I was wrong.
It was a hectic task to control the continuous stream of tears from my eyes.A straight -long mirror located to my right side, displayed my image detailed with a complete glassy layer of tears and my situation is more than worst then. Listening to all those useless stuff made me even more emotional.
"How could I even kill him! He's my... . . ", I spoke to myself but was cut-off by Mr. Pavan, Sub-Inspector of police.He is rude by nature and a very arrogant person. He asked the constable to put me in prison.
Finally! I was behind the bars!
The way police were treating the prisoners is dreadful. Apart from all that I was going through, something's haunting me in constant. Never did I felt something like this before.
" How on earth did my brother believed that I killed ?Moreover the person on whom I'm accused of is... ",I tried to control myself.
They trusted that I was the real culprit.There was only me and the departed in the room 113, in the 10th floor of The Kay hotel. There were my fingerprints everywhere in the room too. And this has made me the prime suspect .
"How could I explain them everything?", I leaned my head on to the wall and raised this unanswered question.....
I'm Avinash Sharma ,elder one of the triplets and this is my story......
And it is the unsolved case of my younger brother "late" Anvesh Sharma...
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(Flashback):
We belong to one of the famous and wealthy families of India, who owns the "Triple A" company that has set it's mark in the growing business field. We were glued to the first position for years as per the survey by The Forbes. And I've seen it multiple times,my father being interviewed and I used to wonder seeing him on the television in my childhood.
Keeping it apart,everyone wondered what the company's name stands for...
"Triple A"
Which means - "Avinash Ashish Anvesh",the triplet sons of the Sharma 's and the name was suggested by our mom, Radha Sharma , wife of Mr. Krishn Sharma, prominent entrepreneur of India. More than a famous business man, he is a humble human and a very kind person.He is well known for his character and is our inspiration always.
Our mom,on the other hand, is a very lovable,caring and a beautiful person at heart .One of the qualities that we admire the most from our parents is their simplicity. They neither let someone judge them nor they do.
Coming to us, as already mentioned, I , Avinash is the elder one of the three.I am 52 seconds elder to my second brother,Ashish and 90 seconds to my younger one , Anvesh.We, being triplets ,always had everything arranged equally (no bias) at home.
Our hometown is Andhra Pradesh and our parents stay there. Our dad has set his business long back ago and we were settled there. Our education was partly in Andhra ,till our schooling and later, we, Sharma's sons,moved to Mumbai. Our mom reluctantly sent us to Mumbai since she was never habituated to stay in our absence. But somehow, we managed and came to Mumbai for our studies.
Though, we choosed to do our engineering, we had separate interests. I am a CSE aspirant.Whereas, Ashish took the electrical stuff and the younger baby ,Anvesh had chosen to be an aeronautical engineer.
Apart from that, Anvesh is an exceptional artist. Of the three people, I would say, he's the most talented person. He speaks out in the form of his pictures. They describe a lot. And we were always proud of our younger artist "Anvesh".
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"You are nowhere going to get out of this Mr.Avinash! Don't think too much.",Inspector Pavan spoke out with a smirk on his face. His voice brought me back to reality.
How on earth will I do this to my very own brother?
I wanted to scream out loud that I didn't kill my brother.But I can't.
There were no proofs in my favour.
Will be continued.....
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