Nowadays Rohait had become weak.because Ranjeet,s family and rajoo tortured him constantly.he couldn't barely stand on his feet anymore.his condition had become worse ,and he felt completely heartbroken by his life.
At times ,he even thought about suicide.
But how could he fulfill that his desire?
His hands and feet were tightly tied with strong ropes.they untie his hands only when they brought food and water.
Otherwise there are no chance from him to be free.
He wanted to die,but death wouldn't come so easily.
He felt more anger and fury toward Rajoo than toward Ranjeet,s family.because rajoo always torture him more harshly than the others.
Rajoo showed him no mercy.
Rohait felt rage burning inside him,but this time he was helpless.
He thought,if servive and become free one day,I will never spare rajoo.
Who is he to torture me like this?
What have I ever done to him.
His fear of them, especially rajoo had begun to disappeare .
He thought,,,one day we all must die.
But if I escape death and gain my freedom,I will make the world narrow for rajoo.he will wish for death, just I do now,but I will not let him die.
I will make him suffer,the way he has made me suffer.
As these thoughts filled his mind.his eyes turned red with rage,like blood itself,and his body trembled with scorn and hatred.
Early in the next morning mr.warmlal grabbed his bayonet and quickly made his way toward Rohait,s mother,s house.
The morning was dusty and he could barely see anything in the distance.
When he reached the area near Rohait,s house.he hid himself somewhere nearby.
Fixing his eyes on the doorsteps.
He listened carefully for any conversation.
He waited there for a long time, but nobody came out.although voice could be heard from inside the room.
They sounded like the voices of two women rather than a man.
He continued waiting until the sun rise higher and the dust fade away.
Suddenly,the door opened, and a man accompanied by an old woman stepped out side.
Warmlal was surprised because pinky was nowhere to be seen.the man appeared handsome, wearing white clothes and veil covered his face.
The two of them started to leave,but before they could go far.warmlal called out.gripping his bayonet tightly,he hurried toward them.
Stop! don't move!
They froze in surprise and looked each other.
Fear spread through pinky,s entire body, because she recognized the man.
It was mr.warml.
However,the the old woman didn't recognize him.in a harsh voice,he asked ",where are you going?
They hesitated.
",are you both deaf?tell me ,where you are going?
Pinky remained silent.she avoided eyes contact and lowered her head
Then Rohait,s mother replied ",we are going to a neighbors house.but who are you?
What do you want from us?
", don't ask questions ",he said.
Who is this man with you?
Once again she hesitated before answering.
He is Mr rambeer Singh,"
It was the first lie she had ever told.
Pinky trembled with fear and thought.
This is my final day.i may never see Rohait,my father or mother again.
Goosebumps spread across her body, but she remained silent.
Warmlal spoke again in a harsh voice.
",why he isn't answering me?
Rohait,s mother lied once more.
He is deaf and mute.he cannot speak.
Oh, that is sad", warmlal replied,his voice suddenly becoming kinder.
Then he asked ",where is Rohait?
Rohait is imprisoned in Ranjeet,s custody,she answered.
Surprised,he said", but why?
Because Ranjeet,s suspects that his daughter was kidnapped, and he believed Rohait is involved in the matter.
Oh,damn him", warmlal muttered softly.
Then he stepped aside and said, you may go now.without an other words,he turned around and walked away.