The Chapter We Didn’t See Coming

The Chapter We Didn’t See Coming — Yes, It’s an FIR

Do you see two innocent faces in the photo?

In real life, if you spend five minutes with us, you’ll tag us as “the sorted couple.” The “they mind their own business” type.

But ah… life is not that fair. Come on, we all know that.

A few months ago people were asking,
“So when are you planning a baby?”
And now the latest update is:

“Lo FIR hui hai.”

Life moves fast.

Okay, jokes apart. Let’s get serious for a minute.

We were recently slapped with an FIR. A classic template edition. Dowry. Domestic violence. Mental harassment. Emotional torture. You know the script. These days 80% of such FIRs look identical, only names change, paragraphs stay the same.

The FIR was registered by my younger brother’s wife. Fair enough, it’s between them, but wait, plot twist. She very generously added me. The elder brother who never even attended the wedding drama she now calls evidence. And my wife too, who never met her, never spoke to her, never stepped into their life.

But that’s how this legal show works, doesn’t it?

When there’s a script ready, supporting characters are always required.

Police? They see opportunity. Paperwork. Pressure. Possibility. And suddenly, innocence becomes irrelevant because drama sells better than truth.

Anyway, the Clown Show has entered Part 2. Season extended. Episodes ongoing.

Are we worried?

Not a damn bit.

Because here’s the thing, when you know you haven’t done anything, fear doesn’t sit inside you. It doesn’t even visit.

Earlier, we were watching this circus from a distance. Casual audience. Balcony seats.

Now?
We’ve been upgraded to front-row VIP.

That’s the only difference.

Clowns will perform.
Clowns will shout.
Clowns will create chaos.
And eventually, clowns will deal with the consequences of their own performance.

We’re just sitting back.

Popcorn stocked.
Front seat secured.
Show continues.

🎭🍿

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