The next morning, an important panchayat meeting was held. All the men of the Thakur family, along with the elders of the village, sat in the open courtyard near the chaupal.
Digvijay arrived with his young son Dhananjay, intending to teach the boy how justice was handled in the family. A lesson, perhaps, in responsibility. But today’s matter was different. This time, the accused was not an outsider — it was his own brother, Ratnesh.
"अपनी ही जिंदगी में उलझी वो स्त्री, जो चली है लिखने कुछ सुलझी हुई कहानियां.." The stories I write are never meant to hurt the sentiments of any particular religion, gender or caste. Nor I intend to hate on anyone. My idea are based on social issues, social stigma and feminism.. I never did, not even in future I'll support suppression on woman, abuse and violence on them. I'm against it and you'll always find me standing against them.. If you enjoyed any of my work. I'm blessed to have you as my reader.. हर हर महादेव!! ~KASHI "काशी"
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