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In most crime stories, the murder is the very starting point. But in the case of Manisha Mittal, the murder was in fact the final end of a sentence she had been reading for months. Imagine being a woman who exactly knows who's coming to kill her. She knows their names. She even tells the police their location. She begs for help, only to be told, call us when the fight actually starts. Welcome to Welted Marigold. I'm your story Talambaka, and tonight we investigate the story of Manisha Mittal. A woman who exposed her own killer before she died. June 13, 2026. Shimla Manisha is walking past the gates of a school. From the shadows, a man in black steps out. He fires from three feet away. She falls. But the nightmare doesn't stop there. A second attacker in a white shirt steps forward, emptying his weapon into her, ensuring there is absolutely no chance of her survival. The shooters vanished, leaving behind silence and a dead body. But the most chilling detail isn't even the cold-blooded murder. It's that Manisha had spent weeks actually documenting the exact plan and plot that led to her own death. She knew they were coming, and she had named them on camera. Manisha wasn't just being hunted in the physical world. She was actually being stocked in the digital one too. She recorded a video at 1am showing her phone's live location. She was in Shimla, but her phone, her phone location pinged in Rothak, Haryana. Her phone was being hacked, her calls forwarded, her privacy absolutely taken away from her. Manisha checked her Instagram story views. Her blood turned to cold ice. Among the viewers was an account that was Dharmpal Mittal's account. Now you see, Dharmpal Mittle was her dead father. So who was logged into a dead man's account and watching her every move? Manisha didn't need a detective to tell her who was behind the cyberstalking and the threats. She named him publicly Himank Mittal, her own brother. In a society that worships the bond between siblings, how does a brother become a predator? Himank wasn't just a rival. He was a master manipulator who had allegedly been isolating his sister for years, using her own assets and connections to build a trap that would eventually swallow her whole. The root of the evil was an international school founded by her father. It was supposed to be a place of education, but it became a battleground for an eight crore rupee inheritance. When the parents died, first their mother in a fire accident, then their father shortly, the mask came off. Manisha claimed her parents' death were not accidents. But the beginning of a property grab, as she began to investigate the fraudulent signatures and the missing millions, she realized she wasn't just fighting for her legacy. She was in fact fighting to stay alive. So like anybody else, Manisha went to the police. She went to the admin, she went to the courts. She produced evidence, signatures and documents. But instead of protecting her, she was met with indifference. When she pleaded with the police, they told her to come back when the fighting started. She looked into the camera and asked, Should I wait until they kill me? And my daughter before you decide to help? It was a question that would haunt the investigation. But for the officials at the time, it was just another complaint against a sibling. So thereon Manisha fought to keep her dignity, her integrity. Himank Mittal was busy rewriting history. He had allegedly forged signatures to create a shadow board for the school. He even managed to get their own father to sign two documents at one, one a legitimate record, and the other one a fraudulent one designed to strip Manisha of her power completely. Manisha found the original proceedings and the proof of the forgery. She was winning the legal battle. But the closer she got to the truth, the more violent the threats became. She was no longer just an obstacle. She had become an active threat to a massive financial fraud. The most painful blow came when the person who should have been her anchor, her support, her husband, Dr. Shubar Shahadav, was allegedly bought off. With his power and influence combined with Himang's ruthlessness, Manisha had nowhere to go. She was completely isolated. Manisha wasn't just fighting her brother, she was fighting even her husband and a network of powerful men who had turned the school into a cash cow. Was it the money or was it a deeper, colder desire to just complete her mere existence? The police finally acknowledged the danger, warning Manisha that she was a target. But the warning was pretty hollow. There was no protection. She was left alone with a 16-year-old daughter. On the final date, the shooters did not just appear from anywhere or nowhere. The investigation in fact revealed that the school's own CCTV cameras, which Manisha had fought to control, had been accessed by her monk and his associates. They weren't just watching her, they were watching her for the shooters. After the murder, the police finally moved and with the shocking speed that they could. Within 40 hours, they tracked the shooters to Rotha. They found the swift car, the fake license plates, and the professional hitman, Ashish and Deepak, both of whom had long criminal records. The shooters confessed, but they were just the hands. The brain was still hiding behind a mask of innocence. Himank Mithil even posted a video after the murder pretending he was the victim, showing off a fake injury to pretend he had been attacked too. Could a man really be that cold? Or was he just arrogant enough to believe that he can get away with murder? The police followed the money, the money trail, and tracked bank transfers from Hemank to his associate, Govind Deshval. And then the shooters, the digital evidence combined with the forensic reports and the location data finally created a web that Hemang couldn't escape. The tragedy is that every single warning sign, the cyber harassment, the fake accounts, threats, was a chance to save her if the system had just acted earlier, sooner. Or just listen to her, please. She might still be here today. But now we are left with a 16-year-old girl who has to face the world without her mother and a family tree that has been completely altered, completely changed by greed. Manisha Mithal didn't just leave behind a legal gaze. She left behind a cry for help that serves as a warning for all of us. She proved that when the system ignores the vulnerable, the tragedy, in fact, is inevitable. This marks the end of this episode. Until the next one. Stay kind, stay safe.