Online Fraud

The light of the pub went off suddenly. All were intoxicated. Mild music was being played. Rohan and Mohit were also in an inebriated state. They were sitting on one side of the table.

“Mohit for a long time no butterfly has got trapped,” Rohan told this casting his glance on the girls being present there.

"Buddy you are very correct. We have to do something. It is strange that the present day girls start proposing for marriage the moment you try to get closer to them." said Mohit making a gesture.

Rohan shook his neck in approval and lifted the glass of his whiskey, Mohit did the same. Both of them talked about girls for a long time. When they came out of the pub, their feet were staggering. Both walked towards their hostels. Rohan turned his car towards the hostel.

Rohan lived in Delhi. His father was a big businessman. There was no shortage of money. At present, Rohan was studying in Dehradun. While staying in the hostel, he met Mohit. Both were spoilt children. Both were fond of wine and flirting. It is not clear as to how many girls got trapped in their clutches and ruined their lives. This hobby of theirs grew day by day.

After reaching hostel Rohan went straight to his bed. When he looked at his mobile there were some messages on FaceBook.He read all the messages. There was a friend’s request from a girl named Kajri. He accepted her request and immediately got a message “Hello”.

“Hello, who are you?” wrote Rohan. But when no reply came from the other side, Rohan saw her profile. Kajri had joined FaceBook only a month back. There was no photo. There was no profile but just then the message came.

“Yes”

“I have received your message,” wrote Rohan.

“Babu Ji, it happened by mistake”

Rohan thought that she was not accustomed to FaceBook.

“Don’t you know how to use Face Book?” Rohan wrote.

Babu Ji, the fact is that my friend Sheila had told me about FB.

“OK, my name is Rohan and I live in Delhi. Would you make me your friend?

“No Babu Ji , You are a boy”.

“So what I shall teach you the working of FB.”

“ Is it so, Babu Ji?.”

“And lo! ”Rohan’s mind started planning the way to trap the girl.  “Babu Ji, I am leaving as my father is calling me.”

Rohan started chatting with her gradually and to trap her he deposited money in her mobile. He used to praise her and slowly he was succeeding in his plans. He was a great player in this game and had acquired the skill to trap even the most modern girls. Kajri was still a village girl. She lived in a village near Roorkee. She had passed the fifth standard and was aged 16 years. Rohan was not going to leave her in any case."Kajri, should I say one thing. Hope you will not mind." Rohan had messaged.

“No Babu Ji . Why should I mind it?”

“I have started loving you.”

No reply came for a long time, Rohan sent hello several times. But no answer "Babu Ji, what are you telling? I am not able to believe” the reply came from Kajri after a long time."Kajri, I do not know how you look like, but still, I have fallen in love with you. Do you not love me?" "Babu Ji, I too have started loving you. But my friend tells me that men from urban areas cheat." "Oh silly girl, it is not so. Please believe me," Rohan's arrow hit the bull’s eye. Kajri had also agreed and said yes. Rohan was a veteran player and he was progressing slowly

“ Kajri, I want to see you know how my Kajri looks. You have already seen my photo.” Rohan chatted with a sweet complaint.

Babu Ji, I do not know how to put the photo.”

“I want to meet you Kajri. I cannot live without you.”

“Not now. After a few days when my father goes out, I shall inform you. Is it alright?”

The online romance of both was getting strong. Rohan wanted to get Kajri at any cost. At the first opportunity.

After many days, Kajri asked him to meet her. Rohan also agreed and that day came for which such a drama was enacted. He set off to Roorkee in his car well dressed. He stopped his car at the village Hirapur and connected Kajri’s number.

“Hello, Kajri where are you?”

“Babu Ji, I am on the farm, please come there.”

Rohan saw that there was a big mango groove a little away. He took his car there and parked. He entered the farm and saw the girl waiting. She was extremely beautiful. Rohan told, “ Kajri, I am Rohan” Kajri nodded her head. Rohan embraced her. She came into the folds of his arms shyly.

“You are very beautiful, Kajri.” 

Kajri told with a little shyness,” Babu Ji you too.” 

Both talked for a long time. Rohan promised to marry only Kajri.

“Kajri let us go for an outing.”

“Where, Babu Ji?”

“Just around this place”

“But if my father comes?”

“Nothing will happen. We will go by car and return soon.”

“Don’t hesitate” telling this Rohan took her to the direction of the car. He turned the car to the farmhouse of Mohit. He had already taken the key from him earlier. Planning was perfect.

The car was in the farmhouse in half an hour.

“Babu Ji where have you brought me?”

Nothing to fear. This is my friend’s farmhouse. Please come” But Babu Ji…..Rohan took her inside holding her hand. The farmhouse was vacant. After getting inside the room Rohan bolted the door.

“What have you done, Babu Ji? Why have you closed the door?”

“After many days I have got you Kajri. I want to love you” By telling this he got Kajri into the fold of his arms. Kajri was embarrassed and she wanted to riggle out from his hold.No Babu Ji, not before marriage.”

“There is nothing wrong. Marriage will also take place”. He said this bringing his lips towards hers

“No Babu Ji, this is wrong. Let me go home.”

But Rohan did not listen. He was seeing only the body of Kajri. Kajri wanted to get her released but Rohan’s grip was very tight.

“Babu Ji, I shall shout.”

“Will you shout, you bitch?’ Saying this he gave a blow to her face. Tears came from the eyes of Kajri. She had got cheated. Rohan didn’t listen to her. The shrieks of Kajri filled the room. The game of lust was being played there. She was struggling but it made no impact on Rohan. Kajri had lost her chastity. Rohan left after dropping the seduced Kajri outside the village.

Rohan reached the hostel drunk. He was preparing to go to sleep after changing his clothes. He did not want to chat with Kajri anymore so he blocked her. Just then the bell rang. He opened the door. Warden was there. He gave an envelope to Rohan. He asked him as to who gave him the envelope. He told that there was a boy who claimed himself to be your friend. He closed the door and opened the envelope when the ground came out from under his feet. The effect of liquor had come down. There was sweat on his forehead and his hands were trembling.

There was a photo inside the envelope showing clearly the rape of Kajri. Rohan was clearly seen raping. There was a letter along with the photo. It was written:-.

“Rohan I have more photos of yours, like this, with me. I am thinking of posting them on FaceBook. But I don’t have any intention to dishonor a gentle person. So please present yourself before a big deserted bungalow near Mussouri with a sum of Rs 5 lakhs. You may have no difficulty in locating it. No manipulation. Tomorrow evening, all alone.”

Only this much was written. But it had almost taken the life of Rohan. He started thinking as to who was trying to blackmail him. And when did he take those photos? His mind went blank. But what could he do? He managed to collect five lakhs rupees quickly.

He was standing outside the bungalow the next day. But he could not find anybody. He went inside to find a boy of his age. From the face, he was looking cruel. He was smoking and staring at Rohan.

“Have you brought the money?”

“Who are you?”

“No question, give the money and leave the place”.

“But what about the negatives?”

“This is the first installment. You may get negative.” He had a poisonous smile on his lips. Rohan understood that he was trapped.

“How did you take those pictures?

“I knew that you would ask this question” saying this he clapped. There was a sound of someone coming from inside. Rohan looked in that direction. That person stepped in.

It all looked like a dream to Rohan because the person who came from inside was none other than Kajri. In fact, it was only Kajri. She was with jeans, top and with a cigarette in her lips. She walked stylishly and came near Rohan. Releasing the cigarette smoke on his face she said, “How are you, Babu Ji ?”

Rohan looked at her in bewilderment and asked: “ Are you Kajri?” “Kajri aka Neha”

“Do you think you raped me. I got myself raped. Understood?”

“This is my friend. We trap people like you and earn money for the whole lifetime”.

Rohan went on looking at her. “You must be thinking as to how we did all this. Listen; my friend takes out the horoscopes of such Romeos from the pub and informs me and I try to trap them in my own way.

When she told me that you are already a bastard I sent a FaceBook request to you. You had already planned to trap me. But you did not know that instead you were getting trapped. I acted as a village girl so that it may be easy for you to trap me and see how easily you have trapped me.

When you took me to the farmhouse my friend was following us. I acted by shrieking and shouting and he felt that you were raping me. Only then he took the pictures and sent to you.

“Anything more?”

“Give me the money and keep yourself ready to pay the next installment”.

“But from where can I get the money?” “I know that your father is a rich man. Get it from him”.

After paying the money the cheated Rohan returned to the hostel. He was thinking that he was cheating Neha. Instead, he was getting cheated himself.

Rohan thought he was too smart but he was outsmarted.

This is an English translation of ऑनलाइन धोखा written by Lucky Nimesh (https://storymirror.com/read/story/hindi/uwa3vjvt/onnlaain-dhokhaa/detail)