Missed Call

MISSED CALL





She was crying.Tears all over her face and she was shouting dat she doesnt want to live nemore.I was standing by the table near to her in the police station.I was the one who was destined to ask her about everything she has just suffered through the last six months.yes,m a police officer.I was thinking all through ma career wat i cud do wearing this uniform...literally nothing,,,not even corrupt money...n i was also wondering wat mit hv happened to this girl whom we arrested last night.



"I dont want to live!!!"...i was awaken frm ma thots wid dat loud cry.I looked at her face.I cudn figure out a terrorist from dat face..yes...she was arrested for spreading terrorist ideologies. She had a cute face not exceeding twenty...fair n surely born in a gud family...then how??? dis qn kept on haunting me all d last night.



I slowly reached besides her. she was not talkin or tellin nethng even to the women police officers there.i felt as if she was looking for some kindness frm me frm her gaze towards me.



"Wat is ur name?",i asked. She did not reply.

"Ok,if ur not tellin nethng,v wont b able to help u",i said.

after a few seconds of silence,she spoke. "I dont want to live....I dn beleive neone!!!",she was crying.

"Tel me wat happened...i cn help u...v cn bring all those people who r behind dis in front of d law" , i treid again.

The response was quick.She said," Sir,i dnt want justice...no law can stop dis...they r evrywer...bt m tellin u ma story jus coz i dn want other gals of dis country to fall into this..."

I kept silent and looked at her eyes.Yes..she was burning...burning frm inside...i cud feel the fire of her anger...

"It all started frm a missed call",her eyes told me dat her mind is getting ready for a flashback.........





The mobile phone was ringing...She did not attend it coz she didn hv ne idea who was calling n she saw dat number gave her 9 miscals.She kept on reading the buk.

"Oh again!!!",she said as the phone rang for the seventh time.She tuk d call.

"Is dis Revati??",a male voice asked.

"yeah..who is dis?",she asked

"Hi m Salim...I jus saw u in d park today.U lukd pretty.I just....."

"Stop! Go to hell",she hung up the call.She was fuming.Although she had already heard her friends tellin about anonymous calls frm guys,dis was her first time.

The phone rang for  3 more times bt She did not respond.

Salim kept on callin n slowly She felt a sort of likeness towards him.She thot if he wer an eavesdropper,he wud hv jus got bored by dis time.One day,she tuk dat cal.

"Hi!",she said.'

"Hi!,i was wondering y u r nt attendin ma cals.Let me b frank.I likd u a lot n i want to know more abt u.daz y i kept on callin u".he was excited.

"i think...now i also lik u a bit...bt nt d way u think!!",She said.



But things grew as time passed.They fell in love.Salim was everything for her now.Salim got her watever she wanted.Dress,jewellery,new mobile n he even offered her a pep.HE told her that his father works in Dubai and he earns a lot of money.She beleived dat.The relation grew more strong n as usual they eloped.



"Read dis!!!", a fat woman was shouting at her.

"I wont...dis is wrong...hw can one kill in d name of God???""",she askd.

The fat women slapped her,not once,many times.The torture had begun.She resisted to her best..but...gradually she has to b one of them.She learned all the 'facts' the group had taught her..yes..she is now a terrorist seeking Jihad...not wid guns n bombs,bt wid words...pen! Salim was seen nower.He mit hv gone in search of his next prey,she thought.



She started campaigning for the group n recruite more people to the group.Many times she tried to escape n everytime she was caught n tortured.Even wen her tongue spat venomous words,her mind always thought"How cn smeone get killed in the name of God??""...but unfortunately dat is Jihad..the HOLY WAR!!!!



She was not crying now.I was stunned to hear all these.Love a weapon for terrorism???Wierdos!! i said we could help her to reach her home safely and assured her that we would catch the culprits behind dis as soon as possible.

but she wasnt listening.Her face was now contented...she mit have felt releived by saying all these to me..i thot.But she had different plans.



"AAARRRGH!!!!",she screamed and ran through the corridor of the police headquarters.Everyone who tried to stop her failed...hw can a little girl break the strength of policemen???but dis wat lyf sometimes do. 2 people.She was running upstairs..we all ran behind her...yes,i was sure she was goin 2 jump...she wanted herself to b a lesson for her sisters in the country...she is goin to do dat wid her death...i called downstairs to make arrangements in case nethng happens.But i was late...she jumped off the 6th floor wid no second thought.



Police sirens....ambulance crying...flashes of cameras...people talkin...mobile phone ringing...wait!!! is it frm her bag???i checked...yes...may be frm the group..or her parents...or salim...dn knw...i looked at her motionless body...was she smiling???may be...



The phone kept ringing....