The Case of the Missing Wife Closed (concluding part)

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My post The Case of the Missing Wife was to end in one part, however on demand and for my friends I try my hand at the concluding part. Hope I do some justice and is a good read. For part one please read here .

“What is your wife’s name?”

“huh….” A startled Rohan looked blankly at  Nirman, the officer in charge.

“An…An…Ananya…” He said petrified.

Dragging the hanging light bulb straight on his face, he shouted again, “And yours?”

“Mine…I…I don’t know.” He said with a feeble voice placing his hand on his eyes to avoid the blazing light.

“Look, my wife is not there, please find her, we came by car from Mumbai to Pune.” He continued pleading.

“Sir, the forensic report is out.” Another officer, Ravi whispered in Nirman’s ear.

“Get his clothes off and try to get any DNA trace of his wife, hair strand, nail, and skin anything from his clothes. Call Dr. Sridhar to crack this nut.” He walked out leaving Rohan and Ravi in the room.

“Remove your clothes and leave them on the table. I will be back.” Said Ravi.

“What have I done officer?” Rohan asked worriedly.

Ravi took his clothes leaving him naked in the cell. He left him for almost 30 minutes, sometimes humiliation works in getting the truth out.

“Where are his clothes? Get him his clothes now.” Said Dr. Sridhar as he entered the cell seeing Rohan coiled in a corner naked.

“Don’t you worry son. These people cannot harm you. Here take these clothes.” He offered a fresh pair.

“So what is your name son?” he asked pulling out a pen and a paper.

“Mine…I think I know…” he tried thinking hard, “Rohan…..that’s my name…I think.”

“And your wife’s? She was with you right in the car?”

“Yes, Ananya, we were in car, together.”

“Who was driving?”

“I drove her to Pune.”

Sridhar looked at the FIR which said the woman was in the driver’s seat.

“What time was it when you reached Pune?”

“I don’t remember, it was late and dark.”

“Did you park the car in the underground parking or outside the hotel?”

“I don’t remember, sir.”

“Ok, don’t stress. So which room did your wife choose?”

“No, it feels things are fading now. The receptionist asked me something and I looked at her and she nodded but said nothing.”

Just then Nirman barged in, “Did this jerk speak up? When some of his nails will be pulled or fingers cut he will blurt all.” He said looking straight at Rohan.

“Look son, try to tell me, once it goes out of my hands, I won’t be able to help you.”  Dr. Sridhar pacified him.

“I really don’t remember doctor, I wish I did. Why do you say these things? Rather than finding my wife, you are questioning me?” Rohan almost broke down and started sobbing loudly.

Dr. Sridhar looked at Nirman and passed the note that mentioned,

Post Traumatic Amnesia – disoriented – confused, highly distractractable, difficulty with thinking, memory and concentration and afraid, dis-inhibited, agitated and emotionally labile, hallucinating.

As the last resort to get him back to reality, Nirman placed a packet and some photographs in front of him. “Are these yours or your wife’s?”

“Yes, where did you get these, this ring, this mangalsutra its damaged, melted..this watch I gifted her..He picked the photo of a seared body….”Ananya….” He shouted recognising the face from the burnt contours.

He uncontrollable cried for hours before accepting and getting back his reality.

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“Hope you denied the travel to your boss for the project Ananya?” retorted Rohan.

“No, I haven’t, it’s a big opportunity honey, I think we should think about it.” She explained.

“No way, it’s for 6 months for God’s sake, you cannot go, period. No discussion.” He flared.

“Yes, you rule my life, don’t you? Where am I ever asked my decision ever? You say no means no.”

“Stop it Ananya, you know that’s untrue.” He shouted but she continued her nag.

“When have I got the freedom to do things, like you decide I should come to Pune, so I should. Do I have a choice?” there had been no pleasant talk since the time the project opportunity had come.

Rohan being short tempered had lost it by then. He pulled the emergency brakes and hopped out of the car. “Why don’t you understand, I can’t live without you. Just go I will walk up to the hotel; take this car and go where you want. You are free now.” Were his words before stepping out?

Ananya tried to release her seat belt and move to the driver’s seat in a rage. A multi-axle trailer sped honking behind her as she tried to move to the driver’s seat. Rohan on the other side of the road turned and tried to run towards the car seeing the trailer speeding close. Before he could get anywhere closer the trailer collided with the car and caught fire. Rohan froze at that instance, he was shocked, shaken, he just turned and started walking.

Nirman stamped the file as Case closed.

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