Aakhri Iccha -2023- Primeplay Original Online

The funeral was small. Afterward, the lawyer read the will. The property was indeed donated. The money was split, but with a clause: any child who spoke publicly about that night would forfeit everything.

Rohan, the youngest, a reclusive novelist living in Goa, simply wrote back one word: “Why?”

The remote hill station of Coonoor was drenched in an unnatural silence. Retired Justice Arvind V. Narsimhan, 78, was dying. Stage four pancreatic cancer. He had perhaps a week, maybe less. Aakhri Iccha -2023- PrimePlay Original

Arjun, the middle son, a washed-out film director drowning in debt, saw only money. “His property is worth crores. I’m going.”

The game was ruthless. The judge had installed hidden cameras and voice stress analyzers. Each night, he would review the footage and, in the morning, confront one child. The funeral was small

The reply came within hours: “Because you know who killed Anjali.”

In it, he said: “There is one more thing I never told them. Anjali didn’t die from the fall. The autopsy was sealed. She died from poison in her tea. I put it there. She was suffering from early dementia and begged me to end it. I loved her too much to say no. The push, the theft, the silence—they were all real. But they weren’t the cause. I was the cause. And now, my children will live forever thinking they killed her. That is my last wish. That is my revenge… for their cruelty. For their greed. For never visiting their dying mother in the hospital.” The money was split, but with a clause:

Then he looked up at the starless sky. “Anjali… I kept my word.”