I am not Mahatma by Harshavardhan C (i am reading a book TXT) 📕

Solomon Raj was asked by the senior officers to cancel his leave and to hold press meet.

Accordingly he held press meet and released press note saying that he himself and his team participated in the encounter of A.K. But, without knowing these facts, you have been blaming my husband. In spite of the gruesome murder of my husband I still have a large heart to compromise myself for uniting the lovers. I have forgotten the word vengeance and instead I have developed in myself love and affection Glady. I really feel sorry for you missing A.K” Mrs. Rebecca Solomon tried to console her.

“Madam, I have learnt that cops are talented and are praised to be good orators, philosophers, teachers and preachers, and now I am made to believe that they are also actors” She said quite sarcastically.

“You have totally misunderstood me Glady. To save you I have really acted and deceived my officers. Could you please check your mobile once Glady?” Mrs. Rebecca Solomon took a pause.

There was neither an attempt nor at least the curiosity to know what she was trying to apprise her either truth or otherwise.

“I could understand that you are totally brain washed by the Professor. Anyway, kindly see your mobile phone and recollect that day when you and your daughter along with the grand old couple came to my bungalow for lunch. Please search the call list and you could find my personal number through which I have given SMS to you to leave my bungalow at once as cops are coming either to round you up or encounter you Glady.

I again remind you that I have arranged ambulance also for you to flee. Do you need this much or you want still more evidences Glady? Even after I have revealed these facts that I have saved you and left you caught free at my bungalow also if you don’t’ you believe me means I am sorry I am helpless Glady. Now also I am concerned about your safety and that is why I have got you into my vehicle, when there is a serious search and hunt for you and your Professor” Mrs. Rebecca Solomon took out her 9mm pistol and kept it in her hands.

“Come on Glady shoot me if you still believe that Mr. Solomon Raj has killed A.K.

Glady, I keep aside my professional ethics and revealed my secrets to you only to prove my husband is innocent and he is not at all connected to the encounter of A.K. In our enquiries, we have unearthed the mystery of the death of A.K. It is not police encounter but it is a gruesome murder. A.K was not killed by any individual but by an institution. It is well planned by the Indian Mujahedeen.

Mr. A.K’s talent and dashing and daring nature is recognized by the Indian Mujahedeen, and they want to take him into their organization as he happened to be true Muslim and so they tried their best to win over him by their side through religious affinity but he proved himself above human weaknesses and stand as a true example of true patriot and son of India and turndown their offers. Finally, they wanted to kidnap Honey and your good self too. As a precaution Honey was put in the Home for the orphanage and her original name was Miss. Amrin, and it is only to save her from the Islamic Terrorist organizations only her name was changed in the records as Miss Honey. So also you were named as Glady D’ Souza, for you as if it was the C.P.M.L, P.W.G, party’s name, but for the Indian Mujahedeen to create an impression that you were a Kerala Christian.

In fact your original name was Shahanaz and you are also a true Muslim. But the Indian Mujahedeen an international organization is shrewd enough and it could gather all the information about Mr. & Mrs. Akbar Khan and Shahanaz and also about Amrin alias Honey”

Glady was really stunned. She was under the impression that nobody knew her religion and her background but when it was known to police means she could estimate that how serious was the threat to Honey and herself both by her organization and by the Indian Mujahedeen.

“When once they failed in their attempt, the Indian Mujahedeen tried through the Professor to abduct A.K with the help of the suspended cop Mr. Mahindra Kumar, who was purchased by them for a huge ransom.

In their attempt to abduct A.K, there was exchange of fire and unfortunately A.K was shot dead by the suspended cop and the Indian Mujahedeen tried to take advantage of the death of A.K as a fake encounter by the Hindu fanatic officers.

And the government found in Solomon Raj a fit character as he happened to be serving in grey hounds. The rest of the things I already told you.

Please don’t mistake me Glady. As there is express necessity for the safety and security of our children I thought it better to send both of them to abroad for higher studies. Come on Glady if you still feel that it is only my creation, you have my pistol in your hand and you can shoot me at once” Mrs. Rebecca Solomon said with utmost confidence.

One must have guts to act like Mrs. Rebecca Solomon. That could be possible only when people are absolutely right and speak truth only.

It made Glady to think. She started recollecting what Rebecca did to save her. She realized that somewhere it was manipulated and that she was wrongly informed about the ghastly murder of her late husband Mr. Anthony Kumar as if it were the police encounter. Tears rolled in her eyes.

“I am sorry madam, if you still believe that I have killed Mr. Solomon Raj, I don’t’ deserve to live in this world, shoot me please” Glady cocked the 9mm pistol and returned the pistol to Mrs. Rebecca Solomon.

“Driver will you please stop the vehicle?” She said.

The driver suddenly stopped the car. Glady opened the rear side door of the car to get down.

“Glady, just wait and hear me please. Absolutely, I have nothing against you in my heart. What all happened is past. I never blame you for that. May be you are also made use of as an instrument for the assassination of Mr. Solomon Raj” Rebecca held her back.

Mrs. Glady for the first time thought like a typical house wife and she could understand the heart of Mrs. Rebecca Solomon. There is a spinster, a fiancée, a typical Indian bride, a house wife, a mother, a widow, and an orphan, besides a police officer in her.

“I know the pain of death and their feelings about the dead madam. I have joined militancy and taken an oath to revenge the death of my husband. Although, I am the commander of the armed squad and I have ample opportunities to do away with so many cops never I did kill any cop. This I swear on my only daughter.

I am also revealing certain facts to you madam as you have informers among us; we too maintain some secret links with some of the weak and selfish cops. You will be surprised to know the fact that some cops are there behind the assassination of Mr. Solomon Raj” She took a pause and watching her reaction.

“It is just hypothetical Glady. And I feel sorry to hear such an accusation against my own people from a well-disciplined leader like you, Glady”

“Madam you may believe me or not after all I am speaking truth nothing but truth only. Of course truth is always sour and for your information a top ranking cop only gave information about the movements of Mr. Solomon Raj to the Professor and also provided snap shooters. It was he who planned the assassination of Solomon Raj” Glady concluded.

“I don’t’ understand nor do I suspect my own officer as culprit in my husband’s case. If it is so what is the necessity for him to kill my husband Glady?”

“That is up to you madam to analyze. I haven’t done exercise on that”

Colours changed in the face of Mrs. Rebecca Solomon Raj. She became stale and speechless.

“I have already told you madam that it would be a surprise for you and being a loyal cop you may not believe that”

Meanwhile, they all reached the Airport.

“All of you hear me please. Don’t get down the vehicle, unless I tell you. Peter take the vehicle just far off from the parking lot and keep the engine and A.C on and you only get down the vehicle, go and bring Arjun. You can find him in the Airport lounge”

The driver followed her instructions.

In the meantime Mrs. Rebecca Solomon gave a black veil to Glady and a new sari to Miss. Honey.

“I hope you both honour my request. Glady, please wear this black veil to cover yourself and I request my daughter in law to wear this new sari, please don’t’ say no“ Mrs. Rebecca Solomon got down the vehicle and guarding the vehicle from outside.

The mother and the daughter obliged her and changed their garments in the vehicle itself.

In the meanwhile, Arjun and Inspector Alexander accompanied by the driver Peter joined them.

Mrs. Rebecca Solomon walked towards Airport Police Station. The rest of them followed her.

Honey was in typical Indian bridal dress. She was wearing a cream colour sari, while her mum was in black veil, a typical Muslim tradition and Arjun was in Grey colour suit.

On seeing Mrs. Rebecca Solomon, the Asst. Commissioner of Police and his staff got up and came to attention and they cordially invited them and offered chairs.

In the meanwhile Peter brought two garlands and Rebecca Solomon took out two gold rings; wedlock from her vanity bag and gave them to the A.C.P to perform marriage between Dr. Arjun and Dr. Honey.

Both Arjun and Honey exchanged rings and garlands. Arjun tied wedlock in the neck of Honey while Dr. Glady assisted.

All the cops available in the Airport police station wished the newly wedded couple. Glady D’ souza took out her gold chain, bangles and whatever Indian currency she has with her and presented to Honey.

Whereas Mrs. Rebecca Solomon advised the newly wedded couple to live happily in the U.S.A. She gave them one packet of U.S. Dollars.

All went up to Airport lounge. Rebecca Solomon and Glady D’ souza bid farewell to them. The new couple left for security check up along with their bag and baggage. After the formalities were over, the couple boarded the flight. And the flight took off.

Both the mothers’ felt the same pain of mixed feelings in their hearts. No one could fill-up the gap nor substitute the love and affection of their beloved children especially when they were separated from their parents and it was more painful to bear for the mothers. Both were sitting side by side in the lounge. They were speechless for a moment. For them, it was the first experience of detachment of mother and child bondage ever since they attained puberty.

“Madam if you don’t mind my I ask you a question?” The Assistant commissioner of police Air port asked her.

They both never observed that he and his staff are following them ever since the performance of the marriage of their children.

“Is it official or personal? If it is official I am on leave and I can’t hear you nor am I in a mood to give any official instructions. If it is purely your personal you may please”

“Thank you madam it is not any serious thing just out of curiosity I am asking you, as Dr. Arjun is your only son, you could do his marriage in an organized way and with pomp and show but I don’t understand why it is done quite informally in police station?”

“As a police officer you could understand the situation but anyway it is purely due to security reasons we have taken a decision and with your cooperation we