Can't celebrate someone's ruination

While crying, Bharti was murmuring softly with her hoarse voice: where is the justice? After fighting so much we reached at the conclusion that they are not the culprits then who are the culprits? what about my Puja? What about her justice? Were we really fighting for getting our justice or for declaring their innocence? It's really funny. My daughter, my Puja is really became a great joke of this year. Everything has finished just like this! Everything is over now. Everything is over...After saying this she explode in crying.

Seeing her like this the person who was standing beside her by wearing a mask, rubbed her back gently then said with a soft but strong voice: Shhh...Don't waste your tears...Nothing is over. And nothing has finished yet. This is just the beginning.

Bharti looked up as she noticed an assurance glance.