The Encounter

'Rain Sinha..'

'Oh yes, I remember.'

Nihil and Nishi share an assuring glance presuming that if the recollected who Sings is, their own importance in her eyes would have escalated.

'It's about my son,' says Nishi uneasily.

'Where is he?' The girl realising her mobile is vibrating and turns it upside down. The vibration ceases. Nishi makes a mental note of the fact that the girl didn't take the call. She herself wouldn't have appreciated any disturbance at this point of time.

'If you want to talk about your son, you'll have to bring him here,' the girl says.

'That's the problem. We can't bring him here,' Nihil says.

'Then I'm afraid I won't be able to do much of any help to you.'

Nihil and Nishi shared a nervous look.

'I'm ready to give you as much money as you want.' Nihil says with helplessness in his face.

'It's not about the money,' the girl says with an unflinching look towards Nihil. Only her jaw moves when she speaks, like she is a programmed robot.

'Please do something,' pleads Nishi. The helplessness of Nishi is also seen. 'We have come here with a lot of hope.'

The girl keeps staring at the woman as if she's trying to judge whether the mother's concern behind the painted face is real or not.

'What's your son's name?' she asks.

'Ayush,' Nihil blurts out.

A slight frown appears on the girl's face. Her jaws lock themselves and in the next instant releases. Her eyes swiftly studies Nihil and Nishi sitting infront of her. Something about their appearances tells her that she isn't meeting them for the first time. She unfolds her hands, slowly takes off her specs, and says, 'Do you have any photograph of your son?'

Nihil quickly brings out his mobile and hands it over to the girl. His phone has the photo of his son as a home screen wallpaper.

The girl stares at the photo. A touch longer than necessary. She gives the mobile back to Nihil.

'Excuse me,' she says and goes to the washroom, her heart pounding hard.

Inside the washroom- she stands by the washbasin for some time pondering over something. She looks up to her reflection. It looks suprisingly happier than what she is feeling within.

The girl slowly comes out of her business suit. She unbuttons her white formal shirt and takes it out too. Next she unhooks her bra. She turns around and tries to see her back in the mirror stop the washbasin. In the reflection she can see several burn marks. She caresses few marks near her shoulder and breaks into a sadistic laughter.

'You had your chance, Ayush Hansul. And you fucked me good. Now it's my turn. I'll **** you bad.' The girl tells her reflection.

'What happened to her that left the marks behind her back which leaves a bad taste in her memory. And what has Ayush had to do with this?'

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