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Preetha quickly went to the balcony and leaned over trying to see what was going on downstairs and what she saw startled her. Just in front of the gate, the watchman was brutally beating up a street urchin with a cane. The boy was screaming and begging for mercy, but the roguish watchman was relentless.
‘Hey, what are you doing? Why are you thrashing the kid?’ Preetha shouted from the balcony, but the watchman did not pay any heed to her; he went on caning the boy ruthlessly. Perhaps he could not hear her from a distance. Suddenly something snapped in Preetha and she rushed out of her apartment, she pushed the button of the elevator and was panting heavily with rage and anxiety, ‘….. that bastard will kill the boy!’
As soon as the lift doors opened in the parking lot, she rushed out. The kid was now writhing on the wet floor and the watchman was caning him on his bare legs. Preetha screamed ‘Stop, stop it at once I say…what the hell is going on?’ The watchman stopped and turned, the boy crawled out of his reach and huddled himself in a corner, shivering from pain and shock. ‘This little bastard sneaked into our premises to steal Ma’am’, the watchman hoarsely said. ‘Yesterday someone stole the tail light of Mr. Sen’s car. You cannot teach these little fuckers a lesson without a beating’, he spurted out in an obscene way.
‘No Ma’am, believe me…’ the shaken boy squealed from the corner in panic. ‘I was just standing under the shade of the parking lot to avoid the rain and suddenly this guy rushed on me and started thrashing; I didn’t do anything, please believe me…’
‘Shut up, you little piece of snot’, the watchman snapped back and spat at him ‘Bloody thieves…they…’