As I entered the room the eyes stared at me with a hope that she shall get justice. Then she drifted as I tried to reach her, trying to look into my eyes from far.
Days passed by with she observing me interacting with her other inmates, but she would never come to me like others but I could always see her eyes awaiting for my presence. It was as if she felt comfortable, and I could know from the expression in her eyes,she needed me.
I decided to break the silence between us. I had made up my mind to touch her by my soothing words. I entered the room one day, and went directly to her and sat beside her. After hours of both of us sitting together, I saw her broken with sobs and a great shiver going through her body as if she had some hidden pressure in her heart and mind. I allowed her to cry her heart out, just sat silently beside her holding her hand. After an hour she spoke out her heart. Then I came to know, she had been urging and requesting for justice since she joined, but no one ever paid heed to her requests. I made up my mind, let the world get upside down, let me lose my position, but shall fight for her justice.
It was like the Shakti of Maa kali had entered inside me, without fear, reopened her case, with the help of some helpful authorities, for which I am indebted to them forever, as they believed and trusted me. I could only hear her voice in my ears, “I need justice please help me, didi”. The sleep less nights I spent just to bring courage in my heart to fight. It was a fight not only with the person concerned rather it was a fight of a girl who had appealed for justice to me and my vow to fight for it.
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. There really can be no peace without justice. There can be no justice without truth. And there can be no truth, unless someone rises up to tell you the truth.