Pretty woman mystery unfolds Excerpt-1
Police Inspector
Handing the phone over to the inspector, the superintending engineer said, “Please hold; our boss is on the line.”
“Sir, the general secretary of a union has accused Rakesh, a computer operator, and Mrs. Dalvi of watching a blue film together in a closed office. He has complained that they were having the blue film stored on a floppy disk. I have apprehended Rakesh and Mrs. Dalvi, taken the floppy disks into my possession, and kept them in a safe place here itself, as I do not want to take them with me. I will take up this matter only when you are back on duty because they are attached to your office.”
Mrs. Dalvi was around 30 years old, a fair, slender, beautiful, and educated woman. She had studied up to the degree level. After completing her degree, her parents arranged her marriage. She has two children. She has a four-year-old son and a two-year-old daughter. Her husband died about eight months back, and her job application on compassionate grounds was sent to the company headquarters two months ago.
Mrs. Dalvi
Mr. Dalvi, her husband, was a compounder and the general secretary of a union. The present general secretary of the union was a deputy general secretary at the time. He made this complaint against her.
What happened to Dalvi was because of alcohol addiction. One day, Dalvi became ill. His condition kept worsening day by day. They took him to Nagpur, where on just his third day in the hospital, he had stopped breathing. Alcohol took his life. His body was brought to Saoner, his hometown, for final rites.
Mr. Sinha, Deputy General Secretary
Sinha had taken care of the reins of the union.
The union’s area president and Sinha were of the same caste. He was a soft-spoken person, well-versed in the laws, connected to workers, and well-versed in the company’s rules.
Two months after Dalvi’s last rites, Mrs. Dalvi came back to her project’s residence. People expressed their sympathy. The people of her husband’s union helped her get her husband’s dues from her husband’s company. In this matter, Sinha was a real help. He helped her withdraw money from Dalvi’s provident fund and pension scheme but had not yet received his remuneration for his work. As far as Sinha was concerned, he always considered it a sin to offend Lakshmi Ji. Who could refute this eternal truth?
Wherever she had to go for work, Sinha went with her. In this way, Sinha became infatuated with her beauty, and in his heart of hearts, he became enamored with her. It was the magic of her beauty that drew Sinha to spend his free time talking with her.
Sinha’s wife belonged to an elite family. In no respect was she less beautiful than Mrs. Dalvi, but she was healthy and figureless; despite being the mother of two children, Mrs. Dalvi appeared, in every way, to be unmarried. Her beautiful eyes and chiseled figure were magical. Sinha’s attraction was just the natural attraction of a man for a beautiful woman.
Employment Application
After receiving her husband’s money, she submitted her employment application to the company headquarters on compassionate grounds. During her employment paperwork, Sinha accompanied Mrs. Dalvi to the Area Office. To spend more time with her, Sinha tried to stretch one day’s work into two or three days.
During this period, her elder brother lived with her and looked after her children. Despite her elder brother’s presence, Sinha’s meetings used to continue late into the night. Mrs. Sinha used to ring Mrs. Dalvi often because her husband stayed out late.
It often happened. Deep inside, Mrs. Sinha harbored a deep grudge against her husband’s behavior, but she never said a word.
They were living just one quarter away.
Well, after three months, Sinha took forty thousand rupees in the name of office expenses and sent her employment papers to the headquarters on compassionate grounds. After this, her elder brother returned home, and she lived with her two children in her quarter.
Mrs. Dalvi’s habit
Mrs. Dalvi had a strange habit of winking her left eye while speaking, of which she was unaware. It looked as if she were deliberately winking her left eye. Her way of talking often led people to take it the wrong way. When her husband was alive, it was a different time. But after his demise, people took a different view; they considered her a woman of easy virtue.
People’s offering her the habit of winking while talking had awakened an unknown desire among the married men of the colony. As a result, the married people searched for opportunities to talk to her, with an overwhelming desire to offer her help. She misinterpreted the help as their respect for her late husband, but people offering her help were looking for an opportunity to get closer to her.
One day, she received an unidentified letter from the Damua post office. Damua was twenty kilometers away from her residence.
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