“Is it good to be good and is it bad to be bad?” questioned a 10 years old boy named Ansh. In the summer, the warm sunshine filled many houses with brightness and gentle warmth. With this summer two mothers’ lap were filled by two different souls of different part[s] of country, these boys were named Ravill and Ansh. Ravill was born in a family of a well respected man named Karan Singh, a tall man at least 6'2" in height, not only tall but also a man of great virtue. This man and his family resided in a small town or city Chodgaan named Ambeti. Karan Singh was a farmer with his wife Ratna Devi and one kid (Ravill). He was most respected man in Ambeti even more respected than ex. Deputy Commissioner Hukum Chand. Karan Singh was a hard working man who worked hard every day in his fields and also with his cattle. His family sold dairy goods, vegetables and goods produced in his land to meet their daily requirement. He truly was a man who had no enemy. Ravill grew up looking at his father and the deeds Karan Singh did; he knew no better hero than his own father. Life was going peacefully in Ambeti, the beautiful grassy fields of village produced and people consumed, cattle enjoying sunbath near the pond of village, children playing gilli danda and other games like pebbles. One day a gang of dacoits, robbers and local gangsters decided to loot Ambeti in the absence of late Hukum Chand, ex-deputy commissioner (retired). A group of 50+ armed men under leadership of Ranaji, a local gangster with a big name and fame, moved slowly towards Ambeti. It was their first time looting and invading Ambeti after Deputy Commissioner Hukum Chand of the village had passed away, under whose care was the whole village’s security and also all villagers in it. But now Hukum Chand’s shadow is all gone. The dacoits and exploiters after decades have come back. They carried guns, bats, iron rods, knives and many such things and all these troublemakers came to the village from all sides. Seeing such a large fleet of armed men, everyone in the village went inside their home and the women whom these dacoits captured were getting harassed in the middle of the day, in the middle of the village. Seeing such inhuman behaviour of beasts devouring women, raping them and looting all the village, Karan Singh picked up his farming shovel from store room but before he could march towards Ranaji and his men who were raping women, Karan Singh’s wife stopped him — “Ae ji, this is not our quarrel and you alone cannot defeat such large group of armed men.” Karan Singh smiled as brightly as the sun blazing after the rain and said to his wife while looking at his 8 years old son Ravill — “Those who just stay bystanders are greater criminals than those who are actually committing the crimes.” ...