Sunday Photo Fiction – July 7 2019
DEATH OF A DELHI HOUSEWIFE
By Neel Anil Panicker
“You say your wife suffered from depression and that she’d been on medication for some two odd years and that due to this she sometimes turned forgetful and also became slightly disoriented and that on the day of the incident, you’d just come back from office at your usual time which is around eight in the evening and were in your room awaiting your wife who was preparing tea for you in the kitchen when you heard a sound, a blast, sort of ___ a cracker blast is what you thought it sounded like- your words, right?___, and seconds later, sensing something amiss, when you rushed into the kitchen where you thought the sound had come from, you saw that the cooking cylinder gas had burst and that your dear wife lay motionless on the floor, a mass of blackened soot, right?”
‘Yes…yes…she was dead, lifeless. I…I’
“Yes, please go ahead Mr Malhotra”.
‘I…I just stood there__frozen, utterly immobile for God knows how long before I passed out.’
Detective Chacko looked at the man who sat across the table from him; the young man’s 48-hour long unshaven face was a picture of indefinable pain.
“Tell me, Mr Akash Malhotra, if it were an accident as you say, then how come your wife’s body smelled of kerosene?”
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