D-Day

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Wajeed took the old black robe and wore it with pride. It was the D-Day. He never wanted this day to come in his life. In fact he never imagined. The whole country will be witnessing this. Every news channel will telecast. He took the thick glass with his shaking hands. 'The hands are shaking. Is it because of my impending age or this day?', thought Wajeed. He saw the old clock above the Teak cabinet. 'Time to leave this room and face the reality. Fine.. Let me go'.

Wajeed Iqbal, is the Chief justice of India (CJoI). He felt, he rose to this esteemed position because of the unbiased justice he gave. God wanted to check his fairness. That's why now he is here to give the final judgement, which the entire nation is expecting. The accused is Wajeed's only son Shafkhat - Shafkhat Iqbal. Before 3 years, Wajeed sent him out of the house for cheating with the college people and faking the marks. He expected that Shafkhat will return the next day. But to everyone's dismay he never returned.

Wajeed's family was doomed the day when the nation faced the worst terror attacks. It was Aaliya, Shafkhat's mom who first identified Shafkhat's face which was being televised in the news channels. After Wajeed threw him away from the home, Shafkhat joined a terrorist group. It was the same terrorist group that made the entire country witness a worst havoc. Many Jihad's died in that operation and he was caught alive by the police. The case was shifted to the supreme court and Wajeed has to give the final judgement.

Today Morning - Wajeed was standing before the mirror looking at his bloodshot eyes. He spent the entire night reading and re-reading all the law books wanting a single point that could save Shafkhat from the ropes. But law didn't provide a single hole that he could use to save Shafkhat from the ropes. Aaliya saw him from the corner of the room and came near him. She touched his shoulder. The mere touch sent a current through his veins and he turned back instantly and searched answers to his questions. She wiped his tears and told, "Allah will give you the courage and he will make you to give the right judgement Wajeed. But remember one thing, Shafkhat is our only son and I know you love him more than I do". Wajeed saw her as the epitome of motherliness. He got ready for facing the truth.

Now (Inside the Court) - The prosecutor was arguing and examining all the eye-witness. Shafkhat was standing with his head bent down. Wajeed wanted to save his son. But he is the CJoI. Here, he is the representative of 1000's of people who lost their kith and kin. He is the only ray of hope for them. They wanted justice, they wanted Shafkhat's death. Their rage told them all. Aaliya's unspoken words conflicted with his inner thoughts.

He was sitting oblivious to the courtroom. None of the sections, the prosecutor told registered in his mind. Every nerve of him wanted to save Shafkhat, though he is a terrorist. His mind had a dirty thought (Red) of saving his son, telling some fake reasons. If he choose that decision, the entire nation will spat on him. But his son will be alive. Aaliya would be happy. On the other hand, If he deters his previous decision (pink), Shafkhat will be behind the bars, counting his last days. The entire nation would be happy for Wajeed. But he cant face Aaliya after his gruesome decision. His level of prejudice is being checked here. The straight line between the two, Red and Pink decides it all. It makes him either human or demon. Suddenly, he was relieved of thoughts. He took a decision, The decision he wanted (yellow inside the head). He was happy. Extremely happy.

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P.S : This is just a Fiction and It may differ from the actual rules of Indian Judiciary. Kindly Excuse me.