Stolen:

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Venessa drove haphazardly towards her home, the moment her neighbor notified some noises to her.

She parked the car and dashed straight to the back-door, ‘What if the thief is still there, what if he’s carrying a weapon, why aren’t the cops here yet?’ She wondered, catching her breath.

She tried to sense any chirm or stir, placing her ear on the door; nothing, it was all mute. Slowly, she rolled the door knob and stepped in. It was all a mess; yes, the house was burgled.

But to her astonishment, nothing was stolen; the cash, jewelry, all intact. It was then her gaze fell into the frame placed on the dressing table. Her picture was replaced with a note.

“My apologies for all this, rest assure, the only thing’s taken, is your picture. With the very first look, I was enchanted and hence, couldn’t dare to take anything else. Now, I want to make myself worthy, for you. And your photo will inspire me towards good.

Next time, I won’t come in hiding;
Next time, I won’t come for money;
Next time, I will come for love, for you.”

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She looked at the mirror, realizing how much, the letter has turned her face, red.

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Honor:

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He stared at the victim in derision. Finally he had some story to entertain his bored ears.

‘So, tell me exactly about that night, ‘he asked, playing with his pen, ‘in DETAILS.’

The eyes looked down in embarrassment, unaware of his grin, ‘I am twenty four, a banker. It was our month end party, in a hotel. There I met those three, they were among the invitees. We talked about business and they seemed impressed. The music was disrupting our conversation, so we went to their room. The conversation was on, when I felt something in my drink. Before I could act, the drink did its job and I dozed off. When I got back to my senses, I found myself lying in a bed; naked, my hands tied.’

The voice started breaking, ‘I…..I tried to cover myself with my legs, but they were tied to the bed too. They stood right in front, undressing. I told them I am married and begged, to leave me. But they disregarded to my plea and…’

He offered the victim some water. The grin on his face was replaced, to guilt.

‘They didn’t stop, until they were done, leaving me in pain. Sir! I was bruised, tormented.’ Tears started rolling down the eyes.

‘Look, I sympathize with you. But understand nobody is going to believe you; even our system will support them. You should reconsider.’

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‘Officer, I will not back off, just because I am a man and they were women, 'He rose from the chair, angst, 'I am still in pain, and come what may, I will fight.’ Shobhit wiped his tears, the anguish on his face was firmed by determination, for justice.

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