When everyone loves to have the life, they wished for, there was this person who gave up the pursuit of wishing. Well life hasn't been that easy for him, especially the past 20 years have been more or less a rollercoaster ride without seatbelts where he barely managed between the life-or-death race almost every nanosecond.
Gazing at the sprawling lawns right in front of him, a tall young lad merely visible to our viewpoint as a silhouette is sipping some hot brewed drink and the vapors are very much wafting like his thoughts dreamily everywhere.
Dim lit room , clean sparkling floor, Neatly arranged spaces where you can find the books, pen , files probably giving us the impression that this guy might have OCD for sure. Post its and white board marker with various mention of terms like accused motive, victim traits, evidences are shown.
The frame again zooms to the smart Mr.OCD guy who moves from the balcony space to the area which pretty much seems like his work zone at home. He rummages through a stack of papers and puts them in to the file again. The case name is blurred and he hits his hands over the file front with a thud displaying a sign of agitation .
He takes his ID card and switches on a bright desk light that has extreme intensity of lumens and one can even clearly watch your body hair swaying through!
He wipes his card firmly with his palm and the card reads the name :
SANSKAR MAHESWARI
He rolls the tag around the card and slides it in to his pant pocket . He turns around and faces the frame.
Sanskar Maheswari , a young and ambitious detective who works with the Indian government alongside reputed officials hailing from exceedingly higher degrees of designation. He works with them only on the most complicated cases which they find challenging enough and cannot even move a limb.
He has been the most talented and intellectual genius who cracks even the most complicated cases with ease leaving the most experienced officers dumbstruck. He was initially offered a position in CBCID but for some unknown reasons he declined it right away and pursued all that he could to get into this department which is just a cakewalk for him.
A really fair guy with sharp eyes and few strands of hair hovering over his forehead, his lips so plump and pink can defeat all young ladies without standing a chance. Well, any girl who crosses him, cannot simply pass by just like that for they can't help but just take few minutes to admire or try to get involved with him in a conversation and fail hopelessly for he is one such species.
He sports a normal formal white shirt tucked out with a matching set of blue jean and black formal leather shoes while he still stands gazing pointlessly without realising its around 7pm and he hasn't changed his attire yet.
(A bright streak of light lit up the phone display .. a spam call probably. Sanskar gets distracted from his pointless stupor state and gets back to reality . He unbuttons his collar and cuffs , leans back with his spine pushed over his work table and throws his head backward and his face facing up the ceiling. He sighs heavily. And as if some sudden realisation hit his mind , he pulls out a photo from his file and pins it on the board amidst his post its and flow charts .
He places his hands over the photo aggressively and runs his finger over it . The frame zooms over to a gorgeous young girl in her mid-twenties with a center parted hairline, wide eyes where one can lose his way , simple yet enchanting beauty sporting a contagious smile. If covid's mode of spread was a simple smile , then she could easily infect half the globe with that gleam of hers!
Sanskar looks out at the dreamy star filled night sky and gazes back at the pic on his board.
Sankaar : Are you an innocently bewitching person or unimaginably dangerous devil? .. A beauty or a Witch? Which one of this is you ??
RAGINI!
So this pair RAGSAN has been my lucky charm , and this is going to be Ragsan FF .. I've already completed the storyline so I assure that I wouldn't be leaving you all hanging in midway through the read. I WILL COME UP WITH NEW EPISODES EVERY WEDNESDAY.
( This story is loosely based on a single thread from My favorite Agatha Christie's work THE SAD CYPRESS and the cover edits copyright goes to the twitter account holders- Lucky/Shahi creations/Niha creations respectively).
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