As I unfolded the newspaper, the battered face of an innocent teenage girl fell before my eyes.
‘Let the rapist be hanged,’ I prayed. I prayed
feverishly. It was the first prayer of my life.
‘Come. It’s time,’ they called.
And in chain and handcuff, I walked to the court to hear the verdict.
[This story has been inspired from the December, 2012 'Delhi gang-rape incident']
That was a twist... a good twist!!! The rapist feeling guilty for his deed.. and praying that they hang them and now it's time for sentencing.. NICE!
ReplyDeleteyou are a nice reader....it's always great to tell a story when the audience is as attentive as you..thanks Crystal
DeleteOne of the convict of the Delhi rape case asked this only. He finds death as his only award for the heinous act.
ReplyDeleteYes Surbhi...this post has been inspired from the Delhi incident only.
DeleteIt was beautiful and profound in thought.
ReplyDeleteThanks Alcina :)
ReplyDeleteAmazing...
ReplyDeleteThanks Neha :)
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