Prologue
A group of girls aged around 12 were seated on the corner side of a school garden, near the Entrance/Exit gate of the school. Probably they use to do this every day, during the last few hours of their school.
“Samridhi, it’s your turn to tell the story today, a girl pointed”. Ok, I have got one, but the story is long and will take time, she replied. No problem, we have got around 2 hours to go home and we have already packed our bags and are seating in garden near the school gate, we will be easy to spot when our parents will come here to receive us. All the girls of the group agreed by nodding their heads.
So, what’s the story is about another girl asked. My mummy used to tell me this as a bedtime story, she replied. This story started 15 years from now. When my parents were RAW agents. A case was assigned to my father which turned his life upside down.
Wai…wai…wait…wait…. Start the story from starting, share everything. How did they get into RAW, what was the case about and how did they meet each other, everything. “Ok I will start it from the date when my father started to work on this case”, she quoted.
