By 10:05 p.m. on May 12, Twisha Sharma’s phone rang. She pressed the line to her mother, telling her a fight had broken out in their Bhopal home. The conversation cut off abruptly the moment Samarth Singh walked in the door. His brother, Major Harshit Sharma, swears every subsequent call to the couple ended in silence.
When the police sat Samarth down, he admitted his behavior changed after the pregnancy was confirmed on April 17. That simple fact turned his tone: instead of blaming his wife for asking where the baby would come from, he said his anger over the trip to Ajmer made him act out. It’s a tidy story that fits neat into an existing narrative of domestic strain.
According to records, the Ajmer trip had been a sticking point for months. The couple had been married five months, but arguments kept cropping up. “We were fighting all the time,” Samarth told officers. He cited the trip as the latest flare‑up—an attempt to flee the in‑laws’ house that the police say was “hostile.” The dispute had been loud enough that Twisha sent several texts to her mother asking for help.
One message read, “Mera dum ghut raha hai maa.” In English, that translates to “I’m suffocating, mom.” Her other texts showed a pattern of frustration with the in‑law residence. It was a plea that went unanswered, according to family members.
After Twisha’s last call with her mother, Samarth opened the door. No one answered the door or picked up the phone. When Giribala Singh, Twisha’s mother‑in‑law, later called the family, she gave them the cold news: her daughter‑in‑law was dead. The death scene—a body hanging—had forced a seven‑day police remand of Samarth.
For now, the case rests on Samarth’s statements, the texts, and the call timeline. The investigators have pointed to marital discord as a likely catalyst. Still, the unexpected twist—the sudden shift in Samarth’s own narrative—raises more questions than answers. If his words were self‑justifying, why didn’t he explain the same month‑long fight over a simple trip?
As the in‑laws sit empty in the house and the police dig through a handful of lines of text, all that remains is a single dreadfully open question: what forces drive a man to deny his own post‑pregnancy anger and instead blame a planned trip to Ajmer for his partner’s death?
