In tears she took oath and said that she would not rest till her son's murderers were caught and pleaded forgiveness in a prison.
"I promise you son, I will not breath my last until I see all the murderers behind bars. This is a promise of a Bengali woman," said Dey's mother, cursing the ones who killed her son, and vowed to punish the brutal criminals.
"He'd say, 'If you don't eat properly, you won't recover soon enough," said Bina who suffered from skin disease on how her son would lovingly tease her because she did not eat.
Recollecting memories, she said that both would sit to have a tea in the morning and her son had recently bought a new windcheater for himself.
"Then, he told me how he would take me on a trip to Shimla and Darjeeling. But he has left us alone," said Bina wailing.
Cursing the killers again, Bina said her son had planned a retirement and he had plans to write a movie script or a book.
"Mummy, I will start working from home one day soon. I have thousands of things to do," said Dey to his mother
"He was always on his toes, running here and there. At home, he was either in front of the TV or busy typing away on his computer," said Bina on how devoted her son was to his work.
"Jyoti wanted to make this house as good as new. The renovation was supposed to start in two days. He told me, 'Mummy, dekhna ab ghar ekdam chamka denge'. Now all has been lost," said Bina while talking to a friend.
"Jyoti, uth na. Dekh, mera paon theek nahi hua hai. Uth na, (Jyoti, wake up, my leg is not getting better)," said Bina thinking her son would wake up.
"He never shared the pressures of his work, or told us what stories he was working on. When we asked, or tried to dissuade him from doing such dangerous work, he'd say, 'Jab tak jeene ka, shaan se jeene ka.' And indeed, he did. He was the sweetest brother. He took care of me at all times. The last time I had a pain in my legs and couldn't walk, Jyoti carried me in his arms and brought me home. I told him he did not have to, but he didn't listen," said Dey's sister, Lina.
"We'd always tell him to take a break from work. But he never listened. I can't remember the last time he went on a holiday, or even took a day's leave from work. He was passionate about what he did. It was this obsession with work that took his life," she said, cursing his job.
"We were waiting on him to have lunch with us on Saturday. He told us he'd return in half an hour. Why didn't anyone, any of us, stop him from going out? It was his holiday," added Lina.
"I want my Jyoti back. Jyoti, please hold my hand. Look at me. How am I to survive this? We won't be able to live without you. Please don't leave us alone," said his sister, unable to hold back her emotions.
Dey who headed the special investigative team from MiD-DAY newspaper, Mumbai, was killed on Saturday, Jun 11, by few unidentified bike-borne assailants. He was shot dead by firing five bullets.
Dey was working on an oil mafia article. It was being suspected that probably the oil mafia head was behind murder.