Satpal fixed his gaze on Dhanjay, an intense stare that seemed to pierce through him. Dhanjay opened his mouth to speak, but the words wouldn't come.
"I... I..." Dhanjay stammered, his mind suddenly blank. "This... uh..."
He paused, searching desperately for the right words, but they escaped him. The courtroom fell into an uneasy silence as Dhanjay struggled to continue.
The judge leaned forward, his voice firm. "Mr. Dhanjay?"
But Dhanjay remained silent, his lips moving without producing any sound. His mind, once sharp and quick, now seemed empty.
Mr. Desai seized the moment. "Your Honor," he said confidently, "I believe Mr. Dhanjay has nothing further to say. Therefore, I request the dismissal of all charges against my client, Shri Satpal."
As they exited the courtroom, the mood was triumphant. Satpal, Ayan, and Mr. Desai shared smiles, the tension of the trial melting away. Satpal, beaming with relief, shook Ayan's hand vigorously.
