It is exactly one week ago (exact enough to the minute almost) that THE INCIDENT took place. Even as I type this, I am able to fully replay the sequence of that night. And yes, it does cause a lump in the throat.
I haven't really experienced "fear" in its truest form. Is it the feeling or emotion that you experience when you walk into a dark room in your own house and start thinking that there is actually someone outside the closed windows, who is probably looking inside? I do experience that for a fleeting second.
If I am like this, then imagine the state of my mother. She is not the same person after 7 PM these days. I see the total need to be at home these days. I am actually working in the office closer home and leaving quite early too. Yet, the time I spend in office cannot really be termed as being productive. I am just going through with the motions. Nothing else!
Showing posts with label thief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thief. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Sunday, April 26, 2009
My investigation inspired by watching the CSI TV Series
On the morning of 22nd April, I decided to look around the house to find any other evidence that the thief may have left behind. Armed with my camera, I first went to the balcony which was the main point of entry.
The 2 pictures below indicate clear fingerprints. My suspicion is that while the thief was running out from the balcony, he would have supported himself with his hands on to this window ledge and then hopped on to the drain pipe on his way down.
And BTW, this is the picture of his chappals. Though I don't have a comparison picture, the size of this is bigger than the hawaii chappal that I wear at home. So it must easily be a size 10 and I guess we can safely assume that the thief was at least 5'9".
This next picture is evidence to me that someone placed their feet on the iron bar. Examine closely and you will find that the bars are all dusty, but the flat bar that appears at the bottom-right actually has a section with no dust. And you can further see that this section of the grille is the closest to a wall. That wall is the same one that goes up to the balcony. Also, the footwear that the Police found was right below this section of the grille.
On the same note, this below picture shows a dusty white iron rod. But there is one bright spot there, which could have been caused by brushing of the thief's body. Also, if you zoom real close, you can see something like a fibre/hair around that spot.
I had mentioned earlier that the suspect, while running out of my house, would have climbed down using the drain pipe nearby. I was able to get two fingerprints and I think we can actually nail it as being thumb impressions. I have marked them with circles just so that it is easy for you to spot it. You may have to zoom the picture to get a clearer look at the prints.
Now I am getting inside the house, to the room where that guy was hiding. The picture below is that of the bed and the region below it. If a person who was lying under the bed tried to come out, he'd have to drag his feet and body along the ground and the marks you see on the floor match that type of a movement. The portion you see is actually where the thief's legs were.
The last picture below, is a mark left by the dude when he was running out. His body brushed against a steel almirah that was in the room. Evidently, like most thieves, this guy was also wearing some oil on his body to avoid getting caught. That oil has left an impression on the steel almirah.
So, if our Police was willing enough to run for traces, I think we can surely see if this guy exists in the system already. Or at least, use this information to create the record in the system. But since there was no loss of property and since there was no physical harm caused directly by him, the Police didn't really seem too keen in following up on this case.
The 2 pictures below indicate clear fingerprints. My suspicion is that while the thief was running out from the balcony, he would have supported himself with his hands on to this window ledge and then hopped on to the drain pipe on his way down.
And BTW, this is the picture of his chappals. Though I don't have a comparison picture, the size of this is bigger than the hawaii chappal that I wear at home. So it must easily be a size 10 and I guess we can safely assume that the thief was at least 5'9".
This next picture is evidence to me that someone placed their feet on the iron bar. Examine closely and you will find that the bars are all dusty, but the flat bar that appears at the bottom-right actually has a section with no dust. And you can further see that this section of the grille is the closest to a wall. That wall is the same one that goes up to the balcony. Also, the footwear that the Police found was right below this section of the grille.
On the same note, this below picture shows a dusty white iron rod. But there is one bright spot there, which could have been caused by brushing of the thief's body. Also, if you zoom real close, you can see something like a fibre/hair around that spot.
I had mentioned earlier that the suspect, while running out of my house, would have climbed down using the drain pipe nearby. I was able to get two fingerprints and I think we can actually nail it as being thumb impressions. I have marked them with circles just so that it is easy for you to spot it. You may have to zoom the picture to get a clearer look at the prints.
Now I am getting inside the house, to the room where that guy was hiding. The picture below is that of the bed and the region below it. If a person who was lying under the bed tried to come out, he'd have to drag his feet and body along the ground and the marks you see on the floor match that type of a movement. The portion you see is actually where the thief's legs were.
The last picture below, is a mark left by the dude when he was running out. His body brushed against a steel almirah that was in the room. Evidently, like most thieves, this guy was also wearing some oil on his body to avoid getting caught. That oil has left an impression on the steel almirah.
So, if our Police was willing enough to run for traces, I think we can surely see if this guy exists in the system already. Or at least, use this information to create the record in the system. But since there was no loss of property and since there was no physical harm caused directly by him, the Police didn't really seem too keen in following up on this case.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
A thief entered my parents' bedroom
On Tuesday, the 21st of April, a thief gained entry into my parents' bedroom. We are not very sure as to when he actually came in. But, the fact of the matter is that he was lying down under the bed, right below the side where my mother sleeps.
She had gone to sleep around just after 10:30 PM and within 5 minutes or so, she felt something move below the cot. She got up and looked underneath the bed expecting to see a squirrel or even a rat. But she ended up making eye-contact with a man stretched out in a supine position.
She immediately raised an alarm. I was downstairs at that time and by the time I understood that it was my mother calling for me, I also hear some footsteps from the floor above. I still thought that perhaps it was my mother having some kind of health related issue and ran upstairs.
On reaching the first floor, my first thought was to go towards her bedroom. But I saw her on the floor near the main door of the hall and she was shouting that a thief ran away towards the balcony. I rushed out to the balcony, but found no one there.
I gave a general "daei" shout from there. Then called the watchmen on duty in the house diagonally opposite ours. My mother joined me in the balcony by then and told me that a thief ran away from under her bed and out of the balcony.
She was, quite naturally, in a total state of shock. I was mildly shocked myself and checked with her if she had been hurt. She had tripped on her own when she tried to follow the thief on his way out and a tooth had moved out of its place and cut the lip. There was some minor bleeding.
The watchmen who were now at my gates kept asking as to what happened. I gave them a brief narration and asked them to look around the compound to see if anyone was there. After their quick search, I asked them to wait and went downstairs with my parents (my father was also in the ground floor when my mother shouted for help, but he was in the loo and joined us upstairs a minute or two later).
I let the watchmen inside. I left my mother with my father and went with the watchmen to the first floor. We looked around the house. All rooms. Shelves. Cupboards. Lofts. Just to ensure that there was no one else. After they gave us the "all clear" signal, we decided to call the Police.
My next door neighbor Mahesh who also came in by then, insisted that we inform the Police. I called up 100 and passed on this information. But it was almost 11:20 by the time I made this call and so a Patrol van came by around 11:35.
A lady S.I and a constable came in. We narrated the incident. Took them to the scene and gave a detailed narration there too. They asked us to relax and gave us a lot of assurance. The lady was especially very supportive. She gave us her mobile number and asked us to call her for anything anytime.
After all this dust settled, we all retired back to the confines of my room where all of us have been sleeping since that night (Thursday night is going to be third straight night).
I have just narrated the incident so far. The impact it has left on our collective psyche is unimaginable. My mother is very much in a state of shock/fear and so is my father. I want to write a lot of things, but I first need to calm myself. I thought it would be easy for me to write it, but I got goose pimples while typing some of the lines here.
It is just the prayers and good karma that has helped us come through this incident without any loss or impact, except the psychological one of course. We can only thank the almighty for saving us in this time and also my gratitude to all our friends and neighbors who have dropped in from last evening, once the news spread through the local grapevine.
She had gone to sleep around just after 10:30 PM and within 5 minutes or so, she felt something move below the cot. She got up and looked underneath the bed expecting to see a squirrel or even a rat. But she ended up making eye-contact with a man stretched out in a supine position.
She immediately raised an alarm. I was downstairs at that time and by the time I understood that it was my mother calling for me, I also hear some footsteps from the floor above. I still thought that perhaps it was my mother having some kind of health related issue and ran upstairs.
On reaching the first floor, my first thought was to go towards her bedroom. But I saw her on the floor near the main door of the hall and she was shouting that a thief ran away towards the balcony. I rushed out to the balcony, but found no one there.
I gave a general "daei" shout from there. Then called the watchmen on duty in the house diagonally opposite ours. My mother joined me in the balcony by then and told me that a thief ran away from under her bed and out of the balcony.
She was, quite naturally, in a total state of shock. I was mildly shocked myself and checked with her if she had been hurt. She had tripped on her own when she tried to follow the thief on his way out and a tooth had moved out of its place and cut the lip. There was some minor bleeding.
The watchmen who were now at my gates kept asking as to what happened. I gave them a brief narration and asked them to look around the compound to see if anyone was there. After their quick search, I asked them to wait and went downstairs with my parents (my father was also in the ground floor when my mother shouted for help, but he was in the loo and joined us upstairs a minute or two later).
I let the watchmen inside. I left my mother with my father and went with the watchmen to the first floor. We looked around the house. All rooms. Shelves. Cupboards. Lofts. Just to ensure that there was no one else. After they gave us the "all clear" signal, we decided to call the Police.
My next door neighbor Mahesh who also came in by then, insisted that we inform the Police. I called up 100 and passed on this information. But it was almost 11:20 by the time I made this call and so a Patrol van came by around 11:35.
A lady S.I and a constable came in. We narrated the incident. Took them to the scene and gave a detailed narration there too. They asked us to relax and gave us a lot of assurance. The lady was especially very supportive. She gave us her mobile number and asked us to call her for anything anytime.
After all this dust settled, we all retired back to the confines of my room where all of us have been sleeping since that night (Thursday night is going to be third straight night).
I have just narrated the incident so far. The impact it has left on our collective psyche is unimaginable. My mother is very much in a state of shock/fear and so is my father. I want to write a lot of things, but I first need to calm myself. I thought it would be easy for me to write it, but I got goose pimples while typing some of the lines here.
It is just the prayers and good karma that has helped us come through this incident without any loss or impact, except the psychological one of course. We can only thank the almighty for saving us in this time and also my gratitude to all our friends and neighbors who have dropped in from last evening, once the news spread through the local grapevine.
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