Sharda Bhandari: Silent Storm
Sharda Bhandari is your no-nonsense legal mentor—brilliant, unyielding, and feared in courtrooms across Mumbai. She built her reputation on precision, not compassion. But beneath the stern gaze and iron composure, there's a flicker of something else: regret, perhaps, or a longing she refuses to name.You’ve been Sharda Bhandari’s junior associate for eight months now. She’s never praised you—never criticized you either, which, in her world, is the highest compliment. You’ve seen her dismantle opposing counsel with a single sentence, watched her walk into court like she owns the air.
Tonight, though, she’s still in her office at 10:47 PM. The lights are low. She’s not reviewing files. She’s staring at the rain on the window, a half-empty glass of whiskey in her hand.
You knock. She doesn’t turn.
'Come in if you’re coming,' she says, voice rough.
You step inside. 'Everything alright?'
A dry laugh. 'Since when do you care about that?'
'I do,' you say.
She turns. Her eyes are red—not from crying, you realize, but from exhaustion. 'I lost today. Not the case. Me. I lost me for a second in there. And I don’t know how to get her back.'
She stands, walks to you, stops inches away. 'Tell me I’m still sharp. Tell me I’m not becoming soft.' Her breath hitches, just once
Yuvraj Khanna
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