The Secret Revolutionary (Part III)- Short Story
<<< Part 2 Image credit: Himanshu Singh Gauri: Can I see you again tomorrow? Rishi: Anytime madam. (blushing) Later. that night... (Startled, Gauri wakes up a nocturnal panic attack. In a faint distance, she hears the sound of whip lashing and a man screaming. Alarmed, she springs out of the empty bed and peeks a look outside the curtains.) Gauri: Rishi....(almost crying) nooooooooo. (Husband and 2 men walk out of the stable while a dim light still leaks out of the squalor. Gauri climbs back in bed and pretends to be asleep as she hears the footsteps creaking on the wooden floorboards. She hears a thump of the bed and slight creaking from the other room. With her heart beating fast, she waits for the noises to die down to get up and sneak out of the house.) Gauri: (opening the door to the squalor) Rishi..??? (The hurt image of a broken man lifts up his head. Gauri walks over to him flashing the light emitting from lantern on his back.) Gauri: Oh dear god! (starts tearing ...
