Got released on Sept 22 & is stark, solid, sinister, sane & silent at times. The crimes covered are in the city of Bengaluru. The city of dreams , a haven for the techies. A sinister crime takes place on a Sunday.
In the wee hours of a Sunday, a girl stabs her mother & runs away with her friend. She injures her brother. She has planned it meticulously. She boards a flight to Port Blair at 6. 30 & is on her way to Andamans.
The police trace her boyfriend’s phone & get the location. Within 92 hours from the crime both are nabbed by the police. They are brought back for interrogation.
She has transferred a lot of money to his account.So it looks like her boyfriend is after her money & her mother may not have liked it. She may have disapproved their relationship. When they are brought in her boyfriend, Shridhar Rao says he is in dark. She asked me to pick up. I don’t know anything.
The police find he has a girlfriend, his fiancee, Priya, so he would help both with money. Was he two-timing two girls or more. Police conclude him to be a player. Amruta had met him at their job place but they became close, as friend, in the last few months. He had lent her money. She was trying to pay off the debt.
She had left her job. Her aspirations, lifestyle needed money which she couldn’t earn. She was depressed. She wanted to commit suicide. So the plan. Her mother would have been sad so she had to be killed. What kind of thinking!
You don’t kill someone because you love them too much! The police officer later speaks out saying, she came to a wrong conclusion. An educated girl like her, an engineer, couldn’t think straight!
After losing her father, moving to a big city has it’s own issues. But one has to develop coping mechanisms. Leaving the job was another mistake on her part. The only money source that is available is cut off. The job gave her security. She lost it completely when she got in a fix. On confiding in anyone & trying to think on her own led her to a path of self destruction.
The Murdered Mother is an unusual tale of sorrow. A talent wasted. A reason that cannot be justified. What a waste…