Bomb Mystery

Bomb Mystery

SP Ranjan kissed his kid Raju and waved goodbye to his wife Tara before leaving the house to attend his duty. Tara being a doctor was running out of time for her work so she decided to have breakfast in the nearby cafe along with her son who was to go to school. She dressed up quickly and also readied her son. They both disembarked the house and hurried towards "Vishwanath Cafe" A plethora of customers had gathered there to attend to their appetite. Tara ordered one plate of Idli and Vada before she was interrupted by a call. She received the call and promised to be available within thirty minutes. A masked man donning a black coat pulled himself out of the bike and weaved himself through the chain of tables and chairs placed in the cafe. He stealthily occupied the corner table and ordered a sumptuous mini breakfast. He quickly gobbled up the food as if he had a secret plan to execute. The masked man washed his hands, looked at himself in the mirror, and walked out of the cafe. He pulled on his helmet and straddled the bike before disappearing out of sight. Tara and her son were on the verge of coming out of the cafe before a bomb blast materialized out of nowhere. The shocking incident made the people run helter-skelter for their lives. Many died on the spot and some got grievously injured in the tragic incident which took everyone off guard. Fortunately, Tara and her son escaped unscathed by the skin of their teeth. Had they stayed inside even for a minute, perhaps they would have sacrificed themselves to the raging fire. Quickly rescue personnel arrived to ferry the injured ones to the nearby hospital. The plumes of smoke seemed to blanket the cafe area. The masked man had surreptitiously placed the bag equipped with a bomb on the chair. With no security measures outside the cafe, it was a cakewalk for him to execute the wicked plan. The Monday morning fed breaking news to the media which left no stone unturned in making the spine-chilling news go public.

Who is responsible for this bomb blast?

The government is aiding the criminals to damage the very reputation of Bengaluru

This unprecedented incident that has taken place in the heart of Bengaluru questions the security of this place.

Innocent men and women have died for no fault of theirs.

The sizzling rays of the sun bathed the roof of the police meeting house with its warm energy. Two pigeons desperately wanted to take part in the meeting as they perched on the window sill of the meeting room. The darkness in the room vanished as soon as the room was illuminated by the electricity passed to the tube light. Three high-level inspectors strode into the room with no expression on their grim faces. The police commissioner Raman, SP Ranjan, and ASP Rajan who was also the son of Raman now had a meeting to address the bomb blast incident. Upon having the view on CCTV footage, it was extremely difficult to identify the person who carried out the bomb blast. He had intelligently donned the mask to hide 80% of his face and a black coat to hide his physique. Just a few days back, a criminal named Bomb Seena had breached police security and had managed to escape. He had a track record of carrying out multiple bomb blasts. They suspected him of having carried out this impromptu blast. The commissioner asked the SP to quickly nab the criminal before it was too late. The meeting was adjourned until Wednesday.

On a Tuesday morning, the sun woke up to announce the beginning of a new fresh day. The cooing birds adorned the tree to cut a picturesque photo that sizzled with the backdrop of a blue-soaked sky. The gripping investigation continued to zero in on the culprit. Customers thronged to the "Balaji Cafe" to feed their tummy with sumptuous food. Some of them spoke about the tragic bomb blast that mercilessly claimed many innocent lives at "Vishwanath Cafe" Little did they know about yet another bomb blast that was to swallow their lives in the cafe in some time. Nobody recognized the bomb hidden beneath the table that promised to detonate. An explosion materialized in the cafe to fuel the pandemonium. Few of them fell victim to the stampede and a few others ran as if there was no tomorrow. Yet again there were casualties and this incident shocked the whole of Bengaluru. Two back-to-back bomb blasts raised serious questions regarding the safety of the city. The other cafe owners were petrified by these two tragic incidents and worried that they would be targeted next. Yet again the media jumped on to the spot and raised serious questions to the government which in turn put pressure on the police. What took everybody aback was the image of a person who kept the bomb beneath the table. It projected the face of SP Ranjan which sent shivers down the spine of police officials.

"How dare you carry out a damage of this scale being a police inspector?" ASP Rajan held his collar.

"You are the mole and you are a blot on the uniform," the commissioner exploded.

"I haven't done anything wrong. It is not me. Someone has waged a personal vendetta against me. We need to deftly investigate this," Ranjan tried to justify

"Oh, you mean to say, the footage is lying. For your kind information, we are not gullible beggars," Rajan continued.

"Now I understand why Bomb Seena escaped under your reign. Now I understand why the bomb blasts are taking place with such ease."

Ranjan continued to justify that he was not the culprit but he was locked behind bars. His arrest broke the heart of his wife Tara. She couldn't grapple with her husband's ignominy of being imprisoned. She felt something to be fishy since she knew her husband's demeanour. Tara pleaded with the police to release her husband but to no avail. They pierced her soul with harsh words. When she came out of the police station, the reporters overwhelmed her with relentless questions. It was a herculean task for her to evade their onslaught of questions. When she scampered near her house, some of the men threatened to murder her for being the wife of Ranjan. They accused her of having played a hand in the bomb blast along with her husband. Some women tore her heart with filthy language. Nobody damn showed any concern as far as her security was concerned. A life full of joy and peace became a life bereft of peace but ridden with fears.

The next day, a stranger named Vignesh knocked on the door of a tainted police officer's house. Tara's eyes widened in fear. She reminisced about the threats directly issued to her the previous day. Her son asked her to open the door so that he could meet his father but she denied it. Tears trickled down her cheeks to reflect her misery stemmed without the protection of her husband. The stranger appeared in front of the window and tried to pacify her "Mam! Please don't get scared. I know who carried out the bomb blast. I can prove to you with substantial evidence."

"You are a liar. Please go," she pleaded.

"Please listen to me, Mam," he said.

"You have come here to murder me," she broke into tears.

"Is he going to kill you? Please go away," her son lamented.

"If you don't believe me, please see this video," he played the video.

Tara took a few strides forward and watched the gripping video which skipped her heartbeat. She had not imagined this even in her wildest dreams. The astounding reality jolted her back to the reality.

"Oh, my God!" her knees buckled under pressure as she collapsed on the floor.

"What happened to you, Mom?" Raju stroked her mother's hair.

"Mam! Please don't lose your heart. I am pinning my hopes on you. Only you can save your husband," he said.

With the door ajar, Tara came out to collect the evidence from Vignesh.

"I don't have the guts to go to the police station with this concrete evidence. I hope you will render justice to your husband. If I had concealed this evidence, I would have repented it my entire life," he ambled down the street and disappeared out of sight.

Tara broke the news to a few reporters and they too joined her in visiting the police commissioner's office. After a while, she got the permission to enter his chamber.

"Do you want to know where Bomb Seena is hiding? Do you want to know who is the perpetrator of this bomb blast? I have the concrete evidence which proves that my husband is innocent in the case," she said.

"Do you believe CCTV footage has lied to us?" he asked.

"It hasn't lied, sir. It only shows what happened there but it can't show who was hiding beneath the camouflage," she said.

"What do you mean?"

"I have come with the media and nobody can bury this truth. There is no other option but to come with me," Tara took them to a deserted area scarcely occupied by houses.

Bomb Seena who was guarding a broken house tried to flee upon seeing them but his luck ran out. When they went inside, they could see the black coat and a human mask. Tara took the mask and covered it on Seena's face. Shockingly, he resembled her husband Ranjan.

"You bloody bastard," Raman fumed.

"Bomb Seena is just an accomplice. I don't know if you already know the culprit or not but I will let you see this video," she played out the video.

The police commissioner couldn't believe his eyes as he peered at the video. Vignesh recognized the face of the so-called Ranjan who was surreptitiously coming out of "Balaji Cafe" Immediately the cafe exploded. Vignesh followed the bike covertly to ensure he didn't get caught. He filmed the person going inside the broken house and coming out with his real face. And also the video captured him talking to Bomb Seena who was kept as a guard. The culprit was none other than the police commissioner's son Rajan.

"I apologize to you and your husband for what you underwent in the last two days. I never expected my son to have stooped to such a heinous level. He is a sinner and he will bear the brunt of it," he promised.

They all came to the police station where Rajan was present and the latter was flogging Ranjan deriving sadistic pleasure.

"You don't have any right to harm my husband," Tara's voice reverberated across the hall.

"Your husband is a criminal and I must make him puke out the truth."

"The whole world knows what the truth is. On the pretext of being my husband's friend, you have backstabbed him," she said.

The police commissioner slapped his son and played the video which manufactured sweat beads on his forehead. The media made the video go viral. Rajan had no other option but to spew out the truth.

"A month back, in the police election carried out to choose the next police commissioner, it was a battle between me and Ranjan. I couldn't digest when the majority chose him over me even though I was your son. Since there were two months before he could ascend the throne, I chalked out a plan to wear out his power.

I stealthily let go of Bomb Seena and promised to pay him money if he assisted me. Later on, I blasted a bomb inside 'Vishwanath Cafe' so that Ranjan's family would get wiped out forever so that he would back off from becoming the commissioner.

When that did not work, I pulled out another bomb blast disguising myself as Ranjan so that it becomes easy for me to become the commissioner."

The police commissioner regretted to have given birth to such a son who caused mayhem just for the sake of power.

"It's time to eat your own karma," he ordered for his son's arrest.

Ranjan was exonerated and he felt proud of his wife who fought alone to prove him innocent. She praised the stranger Vignesh who helped her at the right time.

"Today is Mahashivaratri! Lord Shiva has destroyed the evil and protected the pure," Tara took her husband to the hospital for treatment.

They earned back the respect that they deserved and happily lived thereafter.