The chief of police found it difficult to understand the inflexible position of the lady inspector. She tried to impress on him that discretion is the best part of courage. Although Brinda seemed unwilling to reason, Mr. Goswami tried his best to convince her not to go on the mission alone.
“Miss Brinda, today is your last day; tomorrow you will quit your job, get married, and start a beautiful new life. Should you take such an unnecessary risk right now? You are a dangerous criminal, probably armed. If something happens, it would be very bad.” for all of us”.
Branda, brave and confident, insisted that she would go alone and capture the man, dead or alive.
“Why, Miss Brinda, why? If you want to arrest him, that’s fine with me, you’re one of our best officers, but why not take a full force? Why this folly of doing it alone?”
Brinda debated for a moment, then decided to be blunt. She told him the truth.
“This criminal, Subendu, is the twin brother of my future husband, Dibyendu. I have heard a lot about him, even things that are not in the police records. Dibyendu does not like this villain and he has a score to settle against him. He broke into his house, tried to kill him, killed my sister, cheated Dibyendu out of his share of his father’s property, and there are many other acts of notoriety. I wish to capture him, dead or alive, for personal satisfaction. . that I have avenged my husband’s sufferings at his hands. It would be the best wedding present for Dibyendu before he resigns from the police force.”
More arguments followed; at last, Mr. Goswami gave up further attempts to dissuade her from her established determination.
“However, do not hesitate to shoot him dead, if necessary,” warned Mr Goswami. “I will be equally satisfied with his body.”
Brinda successfully arrested Subendu; this was the last arrest of hers. Starting tomorrow, she would have a different life, with hers, her beloved Dibyendu. No more in the world of crime, only love and happiness and, from then on, the joys of motherhood.
Brinda and Subendu were alone, and when they were getting into the jeep someone said: “Congratulations!” He looked back and saw Dibyendu on his moped.
“You shouldn’t be here,” Brinda chided. “I’m here on duty. But since you’ve come here anyway, illegal as it is, you’ll follow us at quite a distance, so no one sees us together.”
As they made their way to the police station, Brinda said to her captive, “Subendu, my work will be done when I put you in jail. But could you answer my questions, just to satisfy my personal curiosity?”
Subendu said, “My brother, your friend and husband-to-be, will be able to tell you whatever you want to know. Why me, even if I say it, it will not be convincing, whereas you will believe it completely.
“Because there are areas where he’s silent or vague. I’ve tried many times, but he doesn’t communicate openly regarding certain matters.”
After much persuasion, Subendu finally agreed to come clean, promising that what he said was the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
Since our childhood (Subendu said) he always surpassed me, although I was stronger and smarter and surpassed him in both studies and sports. At first I couldn’t believe that he harbored some serious grudge or jealousy against me. I would stealthily remove the copies of my homework, so that the teacher would punish me. He would put stolen money in my pocket and then complain to mom, who used to hit me. But I thought of these jokes as practical jokes. Little did I realize there was a more sinister motive.
My parents were almost illiterate. When I went abroad with a scholarship for higher studies, he made a very cruel and cunning plan. Somehow, through trickery, he managed to get my parents to sign all the property over to him, even though my parents were under the impression that they were transferring it to my name. Therefore, even though I was penniless and therefore unable to complete my studies, all our relatives and neighbors knew that I was rich and that Dibyendu depended on me. They blamed me for leaving my studies halfway. They also blamed me for being stingy and not giving my brother enough money to continue studying, even though the truth is that he had been expelled from the university. But the worst was still coming.
You will remember that everyone, including your sister Lakshmi, planned to go on a picnic, which turned out to be the last day of her life. You got sick and the three of us left. Dibyendu had asked me to buy and bring all the groceries. In the lonely place, Lakshmi died of poisoning and she was suspected of me. I myself could not understand the episode at the time. I found out later that he had smeared the plate with prussic acid; people would always suspect poison in the food, not the plate. You yourself would agree that Lakshmi was more beautiful than you, and he couldn’t stomach the reality that she loved me and rejected her advances. Also, after she was killed, you became the sole heir to all the wealth, which he gets after marrying you tomorrow.
Since the police were chasing me, I hid. Our parents were very sick, but Dibyendu did not take care of them. He spread the rumor that I was withholding all the money and that he had no money to take care of his treatment.
When I heard about my parents’ pathetic state, I decided to break into the house, steal some money or jewelry, and by some devious method, commit them to a nursing home. I was unlucky, because I was almost caught, although I managed to escape and shake off a dozen pursuers. This only confirmed that I was indeed a criminal and put the police after me.
After a short pause, he said:
“Even the fact that I got caught today is because of his betrayal. The scoundrel – er, sorry, I forgot that you are going to marry him.”
Brinda raised her hand. “Now I know everything. I also know that you are telling the truth. Lakshmi had told me that he had proposed to her many times, telling her that he was a rich man and you are poor. However, we never took him seriously as we knew exactly the opposite. My uncle, who was the director of Dibyendu university, hinted something the other day about his incomplete studies, only now I have the meaning very clear. And now I know why he doesn’t tell me about certain aspects of his life. .”
“Forget him, marry him and be happy,” Subendu advised. “Anyway, my life ended the day my Lakshmi died. Keep the secret.”
“I promised my superior Mr. Goswami that I will bring the criminal dead or alive. I also promised my parents that I will marry a good husband. I have to fulfill my obligations.” Brinda said solemnly.
“Do it, by all means. I wish you a happy married life,” Subendu said, not understanding the deeper meaning of what he said.
Suddenly, Brinda turned the jeep into a small lane, covered with thick bushes on both sides.
Subendu, who had no idea what Brinda was up to, looked at her in silent astonishment.
He waited for a while and then called out, “Dibyendu, come here. I need you immediately.”
Dibyendu, who was passing by, immediately stopped.
“Is the scoundrel giving you trouble, Brinda? I’ll be there in a moment and fix it. Keep your revolver ready though, he can’t be trusted.”
As Dibyendu advanced towards them, Brinda shot him point blank. She instantly fell lifeless.
Subendu shouted, “What have you done? Are you mad?”
Brinda said, “I told you, I am going to capture a criminal, dead or alive, and I am going to marry a worthy husband. Only the roles of the dramatis personae have been exchanged. Quickly, change your dress for his.” . ,; You two look alike and no one could tell you apart.”
He took off the gold chain and put it around Subendu’s neck.
When they reached the police station, Brinda told Mr. Goswami, “I’m sorry sir, I had to shoot the captive because he caused trouble in the jeep half way. Here is the dead body of your criminal. And know my future.” Husband, we’re getting married tomorrow.”
Mr. Goswami hurt them and they came out. Brinda took out a small silver idol of Lord Krishna. She told Subendu, “It is the Bhagwat Gita that has guided me on the right path today. A lie for a good and noble cause is better than the truth.”
