2. Chapter 2

A/N: THIS STORY IS NOT BASED ON THE ISSUE BASED ON WHICH A TOUCH OF FRIENDSHIP AND DAR HAD BEEN WRITTEN...I AM NEITHER A COPY CAT WRITER NOR A CHORNI...THIS PLOT IS MY OWN...FRANKLY SPEAKING, I AM NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THAT ISSUE...

It after some hours of Abhijeet's rescue and his primary treatment, ACP sir and Daya were seemed to be sitting in Dr Apurv's clinic in the hospital, having lines of anxiety over their heads along with pain. Three coffee cups were present in front of them, but none seemed to be interested in them. A deep, solid silence was prevailing there, in the room which was finally broken by Dr Apurv...

Dr Apurv: ACP sir, Daya, aap dono ko main ek baat saaf saaf bata deta hoon ki Abhijeet ki mental condition ab pehle jaisa nahin raha... us hadse ki wajah se, he is in a huge mental trauma...

ACP sir(with a sigh): woh to hoga hi na Apurv, yeh hi to normal hain... itni saalon se apni mehnat se, yaddash jane ke baad apna pehchaan banaya tha usne, sab to ek jhatke mein hi khatam ho gaya na?

Dr Apurv(with a firm tone): aap kya kehna chahte hain ACP sir saaf saaf kahiye? Iske baad Abhijeet ab CID ka layak nahin raha... yeh hi na? Chee! Aap jaise kuch insano ke wajah se samaj mein yeh sab ghilona harkate itni baadh rahi hain... aap logo ko to bas ilzaam lagana aata hain... aap log kabhi yeh nahin sochte ki us insan ke mann mein kya chal raha hain jisne yeh sab saha hain aur seh raha hain...

Daya: Apurv relax... ACP sir ka matlab woh nahin tha... sir to bas...

Dr Apurv(cut him): kya sir to bas?...ek baat saaf saaf sun lijiye aap log... agar aap logo ki Abhijeet ki zimmedari nahin uthana hain to mat uthaiye... mujhe keh dijiye... woh mera dost hain... main sambhal lunga use... lekin yunh us par ilzaam mat lagwaiye... yeh ehsaas mat dilwayie ki woh bojh hain aap logo par...

Daya(shouted): BAS KARO APURV... munh mein jo aa raha hain tum bole jaa rahe ho... Abhijeet kya sirf tumhara dost hain? Mera nahin hain? Humara apna nahin hain woh? Phir tumne aisa kaise soch liya?

ACP sir: haan...aur nahin to kya?... Abhijeet ke saath jo bhi hua woh kisi ke saath bhi ho sakta hain... it's an accident... is mein uska kya kasoor hain? Hum kyun chodenge uska saath?

Dr Apurv: ek baar phir se soch lijiye aap dono... kya aaplog Abhijeet ko is tarah accept kar payenge?... agar nahin to abhi bol dijiye... kyun ki agar aapne beech mein use akela chod diya phir woh bardash nahin kar payega...

Daya and ACP sir(simultaneously in firm tone): haan... Abhijeet humara apna hain... aur chahe jo bhi ho hum use kabhi akela nahin chodenge... aur jo kuch bhi hua uske saath us mein uski koi kasoor nahin hain.. aur woh to CID ki duty ke wajah se hi hua hain...

A smile appeared on Dr Apurv's face hearing the firm words and his gesture automatically changed into a relaxed one... ACP sir and Daya were spell bound to see the smile... They exchanged a gaze with each other and Daya said in shock...

Daya: tum has kyun rahe ho Apurv?...

Dr. Apurv: Mujhe tumse aur ACP sir se yeh hi to umeed tha... aur aap dono imtihaan pe pass ho gaye...

ACP sir: imtihaan?... kaunsa imtihaan?...

Dr Apurv: haan imtihaan... mujhe yeh parakhna tha ki Abhijeet ke zimmedari lene ke liye aapdono taiyar hain bhi ya nahin?... Abhijeet is waqt bohot hi traumatised hain aur sabse badi baat yeh hain ki woh khud zimmedar samajhta hain is sab ke liye... use yeh lagta hain ki aap log use bojh samajhte hain

Daya(in shock): kya?... bojh?... par kyun?

Dr Apurv(sadly): haan Daya... bojh... magar chinta mat karo, yeh ek dum normal hain is halat mein... uske mann mein khud ko bacha na pane ka jo guilt hain aur uske saath stress, aur phir us criminal ki woh sab baatein... sab milke usko severe depression mein dhakel diya hain... aur saath mein anxiety problem bhi hain...

He stopped abruptly seeing the teary eyes of the two persons sitting in front of him... He remained silent for some times to give them some time to control their emotions and then said...

Dr Apurv: nahin... roiye mat aap dono...aap dono ko ab bohot strong rehna padega... warna aap Abhijeet ke liye support nahin ban payenge kabhi bhi... Abhijeet ko aapke aankhon mein in ansoo ki boondon ki nahin balki aag ki chingari ki zaroorat hain... jo use bhi hausla dega aur takat bhi...

Both of them took several minutes to gain control over their emotions and then Daya asked in teary yet firm tone...

Daya: Apurv... aaj kal to bohot hi modern treatments nikal chuka haina?... kya hum surgeries ya medicines ke zariye Abhijeet ko theek nahin kar sakte?... bilkul pehle jaisa?

Dr Apurv: haan Daya... hum surgeries zaroor karenge... aur mujhe pura yakeen hain ki Abhijeet theek ho sakta hain... pehle jaisa to nahin... magar kaafi had tak...magar usse pehle hume kuch aur treatments karna hoga taki hume surgery ke waqt koi complications na ho... aur uske liye hume kuch waqt chahiye...

ACP sir: waqt?... accha takreeban kitna waqt chahiye?...

Dr Apurv: puri tarah se Abhijeet ko prepare karne ke liye hume at least teen char mahine ki waqt chahiye hoga... zyada bhi lag sakta hain... specialists jo bhi kahenge usi hisab se chalna hoga hume...

Daya(in disappointed tone): teen char mahine?... tab tak kya Abhijeet ko yahin, hospital mein hi rehna padega?...

Dr Apurv: nahin Daya... hum use yahan nahin rakhenge...yahan anjaan logon ke maujoodgi aur sawal bhare nazre... anchaha situations aur saw... uske bare mein tarah tarah ki baatein.. woh yeh bardaash nahin kar payega... aur yeh bhi possible hain ki woh koi galat step uthale... aur yeh bhi to ho sakta hain ki hospital mein us criminal ke gang ka koi phir se hamla kare us par...

ACP sir(in extreme shock): kya?... kya bol rahe ho tum Apurv, woh aisa nahin kar sakta... woh bohot hi himmtwala hain...woh aisa kar hi nahin sakta... woh aisa nahin karega...

Dr Apurv: yeh hi to galti kar rahe hain aap log... woh insan jo abhi us ICU mein laita hua hain... woh senior inspector Abhijeet nahin hain... woh ek aam insan Abhijeet Srivastava hain jiske zindagi mein itna bura ek hadsa hua hain... us mein senior inspector Abhijeet jaisa himmat ya takat nahin hain... balki woh ek dara hua sehma sa insan hain jiska dimag ek jagah par lock hi chuka hain, mera matlab us hadse mein... uske mann mein bar bar woh incident repeat ho raha hain jo use relaxed nahin hone de raha hain...

ACP sir and Daya remained sitting there with their face lowered and gripping each other's palm tightly, to gain enough strength to digest what Apurv sais just now... Seeing their pale faces, Dr Apurv said...

Dr Apurv: mujhe pata hain aap dono ne ab tak dinner nahin kiye hain... to canteen jaaiye aur dinner kar lijiye theek se...

Both stood up and left the cabin but when, after about five minutes, Dr Apurv came out from his cabin, he discovered them sitting in front of Abhijeet's ICU cabin silently, with their teary gaze fixed on the glass door or more accurately on the person lying on the bed in the ICU, sleeping yet not peacefully. He was restless even in his sleep too!

Dr Apurv went to them and put his hand on Daya's shoulder. Daya looked towards him with a jerk as he asked...

Dr Apurv: dinner karne nahin gaye aap dono?...

Daya: dil nahin kar raha yaar... mera bhai wahan itne dard mein hain... Aur main kuch nahin kar paa raha hoon... nahin yaar... aaj niwala gale se na utrega...

ACP sir: haan Apurv...aaj khaya nahin jayega beta... mera beta itna takleef mein hain aur main chah kar bhi kuch nahin kar sakta uske liye... bohot gussa aa raha hain mujhe khud par... khud par hi sharam aa raha hain mujhe... kya faida aisi post ka jis mein main apne bete ko hi...

Dr Apurv(in soft tone): Daya... ACP sir... main samajh sakta hun aap dono pe kya beet raha hain is waqt... par yunh bina khaye peeye rehne se sab kuch theek nahin hoga... Abhijeet ko is waqt aap dono ki bohot zaroorat hain... aapke pyar ke... aapke support ki aur sabse zyada aapke bharose ki... aur agar aap dono theek nahin rahe to use theek kaise karenge?... (in low tone)... aur is halat mein agar aap dono mein se kisi ka tabiyat bigad gaya to uske zimmedar bhi Abhijeet khud ko hi manega...

Daya(in shock): kya?... par kyun?... is mein uske kya galti?...

Dr. Apurv: yeh hi problem hain... is halat mein zyadatar victims apne aas pass aur apne rishton ke saath agar kuch galat hota hain to uske zimmedar bhi khudko hi manne lagte hain... yeh severe depression ka symptoms hain... Use lagega ki uske wajah se hi aap dono beemar pad gaye... to please jaake khana kha lijiye...a pne liye na sahi to uske liye... (in strict tone)... jaaiye...

Both the senior officers of CID left towards the canteen in slow steps and with fallen face but none of them could eat much... After paying the bill they silently to move towards the ICU slowly only to hear painful shout of Abhijeet as...

Abhijeet: maine kaha na ki mujhe nahin khana... kyun mere peeche pade hain aap mere?...

This was followed by a loud crash of glass breaking and again a painful shout as...

Abhijeet: aap logon ke jhoothe humdardi ke koi zaroorat nahin hain mujhe... kya lagta hain sabko ki mujhe pata nahin chalega ki aap sab... (in teary tone) ...aap sab mann hi mann mujh pe haste ho... mere bare mein tarah tarah ki baatein karte ho?... (In aggressive anger) ... nahin chahiye mujhe kuch bhi... (in teary helpless tone)... bas mujhe akela chod do...

ACP sir rushed towards the ICU and discovered a nurse was standing beside the bed with angry and irritated expression stuck over her face... the food along tray with the soup bowl was lying on floor in many pieces with the soup splitted everywhere on the floor...and Abhijeet...

Abhijeet was lying on the bed with his face buried in the pillow, crying out his heart. Seeing ACP sir entering the room, the nurse said in irritated tone...

The nurse: aa gaye aap?... aap hi sambhaliye inhe... kab se khane ke liye keh rahi hoon... maan hi nahin... chillaye jaa rahe hain... ulta pura khana phenk diye...

ACP sir felt great anger towards Abhijeet due to his act of throwing away the food as he always hated the wastage of food. He could not control himself and shouted in anger...

ACP sir: Abhijeet!... (Abhijeet shivered in fear)... yeh kya kiya tumne?...yeh kaisa bacchon jaisa harkat hain... khana phenk diya? itni himmat?... khana barbaad karne ka nateeja jante ho?... kyun kiya tumne aisa?...

He was about to say something more when he heard Daya's firm tone from doorstep...

Daya: bas kijiye sir... kya kar rahe hain aap?... usne jaanke nahin kiya kuch bhi...

ACP sir(in anger): Daya isne aaj khana... himmat to dekho... dimag ghum...

Daya(cut him firmly): aap bahar jaaiye sir... abhi ke abhi bahar jaaiye... yeh mera bhai hain... mujhe hi sambhalne dijiye ise...

ACP sir(in anger): Daya tum...

Daya(cut him firmly): please sir bahar jaaiye... (with stress)... PLEASE!

ACP sir took a glance of Abhijeet and then left the room in angry loud steps... Daya ordered the nurse to bring some more food for Abhijeet and to send the ward boy to clean up all the mess from the floor... after ward boy cleaned up all the mess, the nurse brought a second tray containing soup bowl and handed it to Daya with...

The nurse: are you sure that aap inhe khana khila denge?... yeh bohot hi zyada ziddi hain... aur abhi gusse mein hain bohot...

Daya(smiled): yeh bhai hain mera sister... chahe jo bhi ho yeh meri baat kabhi nahin tala hain... Aur aage bhi nahin talega... mujhe pura bharosa hain is par...

The nurse left with a sweet smile as Daya came back near Abhijeet's bed and sat beside him after keeping the tray on bedside table... He touched his head and said in a soft tone...

Daya: Abhij...

His words stopped abruptly as Abhijeet shivered badly with that touch and increasing his shock level, Abhijeet began to scream in fear and pain...

Abhijeet: nahin... mujhe koi game nahin khelni... tum jaao yahan se... chale jaao... JAAO...

Daya jerked him strongly and shouted firmly...

Daya: ABHIJEET...hosh mein aao... dekho main hoon... main Daya... tumhara BHAI... daro mat... main hoon na... sab theek ho jayega...

Abhijeet peeped up slightly from the pillow and sighed out a breath of relief seeing Daya present there... He tried to sit up while Daya supported him, gently... Abhijeet neither protested nor shivered this time, just he was taking heavy breathes due to exhaustion... Daya, now, forwarded the soup bowl towards him with a soft...

Daya: khana kha lo Abhi...

But Abhijeet closed his eyes tightly in scare and began to throw his hands madly with...

Abhijeet: nahin... door rakho... door rakho yeh mujhse... pass mat lana yeh... bilkul bhi nahin... door hatao... isse dard hota hain...

Daya immediately put away the soup bowl and hugged him tightly with...

Daya: achcha achcha dekho rakh diya maine use... Abhi... Abhi dekho woh abhi mere haathon mein nahin hain... (shook him lightly)... Abhi...

Abhijeet opened his eyes and sighed out in relief, seeing there was nothing in Daya's hand and after realizing his deed, he immediately released Daya from the hug with...

Abhijeet: I am sorry...I am really very sorry yaar... pata nahin aisa kyun...

Daya(softly): theek hain yaar... it's okay... ab tum jaldi se khana kha lo... daro mat, main hoon na? Kuch nahin hoga!

Abhijeet(in fear): khana kha loon? Lekin...

Daya(in soft cute tone): ahha!... ek aur labz nahin... apne bhai par bharosa haina tumhe?

Abhijeet looked at him for a moment and then lowered his eyes with a small nod which make Daya smile and said...

Daya: to chalo garam garam soup pee lo...

Abhijeet did not objec5 and Daya made him sit in half lying position after adjusting his bed, now he picked up the soup bowl and took some soup in the spoon. He brought the spoon near Abhijeet's lips while Abhijeet kept staring towards the soup in scared gaze. Noticing which Daya said softly...

Daya: Abhi... khalo na... please...

Abhijeet sipped the soup silently and surprisingly enough, now he did not panic... Daya smiled sweetly and made him drink the soup. After he made him eat all the medicines and made him lay down softly. He really wanted to ruffle his brother's hairs but he not do so as he had understood that his buddy was afraid of that touch soinstead of that, he began to talk with him softly...

Daya: pata hain Abhi... maine tumhe in do mahino mein kitna miss kiya hain... tum nahin the to bilkul suna suna ho gaya tha mere zindagi... bohot akela ho gaya tha main... bohot tanha ho gaya tha mere life... please tum mujhe chodke na jaana phir kabhi ainda... bureau mein tumhari chair bhi khali tha aur gadi mein passenger seat bhi... please na boss... tum na jana na...

He stopped as he felt that Abhijeet had fallen asleep already so he smiled and left the room silently after taking a glance of sleeping Abhijeet, but immediately after his departure, Abhijeet opened his eyes slowly and whispered...

Abhijeet: sorry Daya... par mujhe tumhe chodke jaana hi hoga yaar...main tum par aur baki sab par ek bojh banke nahin jee sakta yaar... yeh sab kuch hone ke baad main kisi ke saamne apna yeh shakal to dikha nahin paunga... mera tum logon se door chale jana hi theek hain... mujhe maaf kar dena yaar... maaf kar dena... ab main tumhare layak nahin hoon... aur na hi tumhara boss... main to bas sirf Abhijeet hoon ab... kayar, darpok aur kamzoe Abhijeet...

He again closed his eyes as a fine line of tear rolled down by the corner of his eyes. Really? He wanted to go away? Was it really possible? Meanwhile Daya came out from the room and discovered Dr Apurv in front who said...

Dr Apurv: Abhijeet ne tumhare haathon se khana kha liya?... kya baat hain Daya!... yeh to kamal ho gaya!

Daya(with proud smile): haan bhai... mera jalwa hi kuch aisa hain ki koi mere baat tal hi nahin sakta... kha liya hain Abhijeet ne... dawai bhi le liya... aur so bhi gaya...

Dr Apurv(impatiently): batao na yaar...yeh chamatkar kaise kiya?...

Daya(with laugh): arey kuch nahin yaar... yeh to bas pyar ka takat hain... use khane se dar zaroor lagta hain lekin woh dar mere pyar se badhkar to nahin haina!

Dr Apurv(in absent tone): nahin yaar... use khane se nahin... use to bas...

He stopped suddenly, thinking something while Daya looked at him and asked...

Daya: kya hua hain?...use to bas kya?...

Dr Apurv: kuch nahin Daya... pata hain yaar maine kisi ko bulaya hain tumse milwane ke liye...

Daya: kise?...

Dr Apurv: woh aanewale hain... tum chalo... khud hi mil lena...

He left towards his clinic and Daya too was about to follow him when he shocked to see a person entering Abhijeet's ICU. He whispered in shocked tone...

Daya: yeh aadmi?...yeh yahan kya kar raha hain?...

END OF THE CHAPTER...

So who might have come to meet Abhijeet? Why is Daya so shocked? Is he any criminal? Or the main criminal himself? And what has exactly happened with Abhijeet? Why is his condition so painful? Will he ever recover? How? Will the criminal get punished ever? How? What will that new visitor do with Abhijeet? Can Daya save him? Stay tuned to know more.

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