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On the other hand, it is time now for the Gehlot case on Breaking news.

As we mentioned before...

Yes, traffic is heavy due to the rain.

This is not the fire department, sir. You dialed the wrong number.

There is a new twist to the Rajesh Gehlot case.

The Police arrested him yesterday

and all of a sudden he was bailed out today.

Police sources claim there's no concrete evidence against Rajesh Gehlot.

But people have objected to this statement from the Police.

Right now you are watching exclusive TV on the screen,

which were found in Rajesh Gehlot's computer.

Although the Police gave Rajesh Gehlot a clean chit,

our investigative team has an expose.

Sure. They are the Police, the court as well as the judges.

Oh! You're here? - Hmm.

Do you see?

The media is doing everything.

We are here to twiddle our thumbs.

And how come you are here? I thought you'd take an off.

I should have.

The city is plunging.

You're lucky you live close by. - Sure.

What do you mean, 'lucky?'

Since my house is close I cannot make excuses like the other idlers.

Hello.

Why don't you answer the phone, Nikhil?

It was on silent mode and I was driving.

If I meet with an accident someday it would be pointless to call you.

You will arrive after I've died.

Your wife and kids could also have an emergency, Nikhil.

Sorry. Nothing of this sort will happen in the future.

What happened?

Nikhil, please talk to Dhruv.

What has he done now?

I was talking to him when he abruptly got up and left.

Where did he go?

Where else?

To see his friends.

He demanded money from me.

When I refused he started arguing quarreling, shouting, and screaming.

You have overindulged him.

When I talk about his studies he says he hates this house.

Impertinent answers.

He told me to get off his back.

I don't understand what's happening, Nikhil.

Prerna, don't be so upset.

No, Nikhil. This doesn't seem normal to me.

I am his mother. He could have stayed if I forbade him.

I think you should talk to him.

Lest just like before, once again he...

Why have you brought up the past, Prerna?

I am scared, Nikhil.

What if he starts that again?

That will not happen. He took an oath with his hand on your head.

And I terrified him too.

And you think he got scared?

What do you expect me to do? Quit my job and stay at home?

Spy on him?

Don't do anything, Nikhil. Don't do a thing.

Even I won't do anything.

We shall twiddle our thumbs and see how it plays out. Okay?

Wife?

Everyone is in the same boat. Nobody has defeated them to date.

Speak slowly, madam. I can't understand anything.

Take a deep breath first.

Madam... I will. I will, madam.

Oh!

Sood sir! Transferring.

It's a lady, sir. She is sobbing uncontrollably.

So, talk to her.

I am trying, sir, but she won't stop crying.

She says she doesn't want to talk to me.

Okay. Transfer it.

Calm down, madam. I am transferring your call.

Seems like suicide. Her condition is bad.

Hello.

Police emergency. How can I help you?

Hello, madam. What's the matter, madam?

I... I just want to die.

Madam, please tell me your name and car number.

Madam. Please tell me your name and car registration number, madam.

Please.

Else I won't be able to help you in any way, madam.

Nobody can help me.

No, I understand what you're feeling at this time but...

Lies!

Sorry?

You are telling lies! Just like the other lady Officer.

You were taught to say that during training, right?

'I understand your problem.'

Nobody can understand! Everyone says that mechanically. Everyone lies!

Ma'am, can you tell me the color and brand of your car.

Is the call being recorded?

All emergency calls are recorded, ma'am.

It is a waste of time. Recording and tracing this call is a waste of time.

I did not call to be saved.

I just want to die.

Are you drinking, madam?

I have been planning for months.

I was going to try twice before.

But I chickened out at the last moment.

So today I thought...

Whiskey might help.

It has been said,

that drinking makes you brave,

and it hurts less.

Madam, please tell me your car's registration number.

What is your name?

Sorry. How do I address you?

We are prohibited from giving our names, madam. Those are the rules.

Rules are for the living. I am going to die.

You are the last person I am talking to.

So?

I'm so..

I'm sorry, madam. I cannot tell you my name.

Then I don't want to talk to you.

Madam, look... I-I cannot tell you.

Fine.

Hello. Look here. Madam?

Nikhil. Senior PI. Nikhil Sood.

Senior PI. Nikhil Sood. It is a very official kind of name.

Only Nikhil will do?

Yes. Will do.

It's just that taking a name gives an identity to an unknown voice.

Nikhil.

Yes.

Nikhil. Are you a good Police Officer?

Yes. You could say that.

Haven't you ever accepted a bribe?

No.

The answer wasn't confident.

No.

I never accepted a bribe.

Did you feel bad? Sorry.

Actually, there are so many corrupt officers in the city, one has to ask.

I have a theory.

When the one who protects normal people start oppressing them,

then his punishment should be harsher than that of a normal criminal.

Right?

Yes.

But it depends on the case, madam.

Are you married?

Yes.

Yes.

Children?

I have a son.

Age?

18.

Is your son a good boy?

Yes.

How do you know?

What? Sorry?

How do you know that your son is a good boy?

One cannot guarantee anything these days.

Who knows what one is watching over the internet or what one is doing?

Who is he seeing behind your back? Where is he going? Who knows?

No.

I know my son, madam.

Do you also know the pain of losing a son, Nikhil?

I know. I have lost my son.

My son was very good.

Strong.

Good hearted.

Best at studies.

Normally sons give their parents a lot of trouble at that age.

But my Amar was not like that.

He had his whole life ahead of him.

There's nothing now.

He's gone. Just gone.

Sorry. I'm very sorry, madam.

I thought the pain will decrease with time, but no. It increased.

As though a part of me has been severed

but nobody can see it.

You don't know the feeling.

To go through each day without one's child.

Madam...

How did Amar...?

Accident. One year ago.

Hey, aunty! Look at where you're driving.

Bastard!

Madam. Madam. You are in a bad condition.

Please park the car at the side.

You are drinking too. Somebody could lose their life, madam.

I shall send a dispatch unit in 15 minutes.

They will take you to the hospital and the doctors will help you.

Are you listening, madam?

Madam?

My husband took me to the doctor.

But he said I am depressed. I am angry.

Can I tell you something, Nikhil?

Don't tell anyone else.

Yes.

I am not only depressed and angry.

There's something else too that I am afraid of.

What?

A voice. I hear a voice time and again.

And that voice is gradually increasing.

It keeps telling me what I must do.

It says I will be relieved of my pain if I listen to it.

What does this voice tell you to do?