13. Chapter 13
Abhijeet looked towards him and said in low tone…..
Abhijeet: saza?...kaisi saza?...
Daya looked towards him and then said with proper firmness and confidence in voice...
Daya: main aaj shaam ko mall janewala hoon...mobile kharidne...aur TUM bhi mere saath chal rahe ho...
Abhijeet(in hurt): Daya!...at least tum to mera mazak mat udao...
Daya(in firm tone): main mazak nahin uda raha hoon Abhi...I am serious...aaj shaam ko tum bhi mere saath mall chaloge...mobile kharidna hain mujhe aur bill tum pay karoge...
Abhijeet: Daya please yaar!...
Daya looked towards him with firmness and strength in his eyes...Abhijeet slowly lowered his eyes as he could not tolerate such a gaze...Daya asked in extra calm tone...
Daya: jaoge na tum?...
Abhijeet slowly nodded positively...Daya forwarded his hand towards him and Abhijeet immediately moved away...Daya felt hurt but patted his cheeks with...
Daya: good boy...ab chalo fresh ho jaao...main breakfast banata hoon...
He picked up the coffee cups and went towards the kitchen...Abhijeet only sighed badly with...
Abhijeet: itna pyar mat kiya karo Daya...main nahin hoon uska kaabil...nahin hoon...
After freshening up session, Abhijeet climbed downstairs to the kitchen...only to found Daya was busy with the task of cutting vegetables...he stopped and looked at him with a fixed gaze for sometimes...then suddenly jerked and went to his brother with...
Abhijeet: arey Daya!...kya tum bhi!...mere rehte tum breakfast kyun banaoge?...chalo tum jaao...main banata hoon...
Daya looked towards him for sometimes and then nodded with a smile...he moved away from kitchen table and Abhijeet took his place...Daya patted his back and left the kitchen silently...
Abhijeet picked up the knife which Daya was using for cutting vegetables and kept staring towards it...Knife...a small weapon but effective enough to end one's life...how unsure life was!...only one bullet or a single stroke of knife could draw an end of it...Abhijeet smiled...just one stroke on the wrist was needed only!...then along with this burden like life...all the pain, all the humiliation and all the questions would end instantly...
He did not know for how long he kept staring towards the knife held by him...suddenly Daya's loud call from the dining room brought him back to the present...Daya was saying...
Daya: boss yaar...bhookh lagi hain bohot...jaldi karo na...main madad kar doon?...
Abhijeet jerked suddenly with the sudden call and managed to say...
Abhijeet: nahin yaar...main kar lunga...das minute do bas...
He started cutting vegetables after giving a pat on his own head with...
Abhijeet: kya Abhijeet tu bhi!...Daya se mar khana hain kya phir se?...yaad haina kitna thappad pada tha?...chaukanna reh...aur janab rooth gaye to...ufff!...
He engaged himself in cutting vegetables with a soft smile present on his face...that smile brought a satisfied smile on Daya's lips too who was sitting in front of his laptop, watching the footage of the secret camera he fitted in the kitchen to keep vigil on his dear brother...
Abhijeet turned towards the gas oven after cutting the vegetables and turned the gas on...he picked up the lighter in his hand to lit up the oven but suddenly his gaze fell on the window present in the kitchen...The glass of the closed window was showing his own reflection...the reflection of his BURNT face...giving evidence of the brutal torture done with him...reminding that pain...that humiliation...that sufferings...
Abhijeet closed his eyes and bit his lips...a drop of tear escaped his eyes and rolled down by his cheeks...he, still in memories of that night, went to lit the lighter...he could smell a bad odour around him but still...could not realise...
He went in front of the oven and was about to lit the lighter when he felt a tight grip around his body which pulled him behind immediately...He came out from the trance with a jerk and looked up to discover Daya was looking towards him with a concerned yet confused gaze in his eyes...
He could not tolerate the gaze and lowered his eyes immediately, taking a glance of the surroundings...he could easily realize what he was about to do as the bad odour of the gas was still prevailing in the kitchen's air...
He jerked badly in scare and grabbed Daya tightly with an anxious...
Abhijeet: Da...Daya tu...tum theek to ho na?...ka...kahin chot to nahin aaya na?...(in anger over himself)...yeh kya karnewala tha main...shit!...jaan jaa sakta tha tumhara...
Daya(in calm tone): aur tumhara bhi Abhi...
Abhijeet(in rage): mujhe apni chinta nahin hain Daya...main to bas tumhe sahi salamat dekhna...
Daya(cut him): aisa kyun?...tumhare jaan ka koi keemat nahin hain kya?...
Abhijeet(in flow): nahin...main to ek acid...
Suddenly he stopped realizing what he was saying...he looked up towards Daya who too was looking towards him with an extreme unspoken pain in his eyes...he lowered his eyes with a low...
Abhijeet: I am sorry yaar...mera woh matlab...
Daya released him and went towards the door...before going out, he just turned towards him and whispered...
Daya: duniya tumhe chota aur kamzor nahin samajhta Abhijeet, balki tum khud...haan Abhijeet tum khud aisa sochte ho...khudko chota samajhne mein shayad maza aata hain tumhe...aur rahi baat jaan ki keemat ki to duniya mein ek parinde ki jaan bhi keemti hota hain...phir tum to ek insan ho...(with teasing smile)...ya is sachchai se bhi inkaar hain tumhe...
He left the kitchen in rapid steps leaving a stunned but teary Abhijeet behind...he kept staring towards the door for sometimes and then silently went towards the window...he slowly opened the windows to allow the gas to go out and after waiting for sometime, lit up the oven to cook food silently...
He finished cooking in total silence and set the dining table too...he had expected to find Daya in dining room but his face fallen as he was not present there...he silently looked towards the staircase for sometimes and then climbed upstairs...
He stood in front of Daya's room and forwarded his hand to knock the door...but moved away it in the very next moment and an unspoken fear appeared on his face...a whisper came out from his mouth as...
Abhijeet: nahin...nahin jata main...nahin jaunga...kaise saamne jaunga uska main?...kis munh se use bhai kehke bulaunga?...usne to mujhe...nahin...main jaunga hi nahin andar...main face nahin kar paunga Daya ko...uske sawalon ko...nahin...main andar nahin jaunga...
He was about to turn when a line spoken by he himself came to his mind as...
Kabhi toot gaya to aise hi sambhal lena yaar...
He again looked towards the door and whispered...
Abhijeet: kya main Daya se jake sorry tak nahin bol paunga ek baar?...itni duriyan aa gayi hain humare beech?...kya humare rishta tootne ki...
He shivered with his own thought and immediately closed his eyes to stop his palpitations...he swallowed hardly and then opened his eyes again with...
Abhijeet: nahin...kabhi nahin...Daya ko kahin nahin jane dunga main...uska haath nahin chod sakta main...aaj agar ek baar chod diya to shayad phir kabhi pakad nahin paunga...aur phir main akela bhi to nahin reh paunga...nahin...nahin...mujhe Daya se maafi mangi hogi...abhi...haan abhi aur issi waqt...
He opened the door and saw Daya was sitting on bed hiding his face in his palms...the vibrations in his body was proving that he was sobbing...he felt a pinch in his heart...he, in slow and silent steps, went to him and put his hand on his shoulder...
Daya looked up towards him with a jerk and immediately wiped away his tears and turned his face in other direction...Abhijeet was about to say "sorry " to him but his throat chocked...he could only managed to utter...
Abhijeet: nashta ban chuka hain Daya...aao kha lo...
Daya only nodded and both of them came downstairs to the dining table...they sat in the table and Daya served breakfast to both...they began to eat in complete silence although Daya's eyes were continuously keeping sharp vigil on his brother...
Abhijeet was talking bites but the quantity of food present in each bite was very less...he picked up very less quantity of food in spoon every time...he put half of it in his mouth and rest he dropped again in plate...he was chewing the food but was not swallowing them...Daya only sighed...
Abhijeet was chewing the bites but could not shallow it...he tried to shallow it but his stomach retrenched...he forcefully tried to shallow the bite but he could not...he closed his eyes and again tried to shallow but still he could not...his stomach was not ready to accept food...
Now he was feeling helpless...and angry too...he was hungry but his body and mind were not allowing him to accept food...a drop of tear crossed the boundary of his eye and rolled downwards...he immediately lowered his face in order to hide it from his brother...
He was about to raise his hand to wipe away his tears but stopped as he felt a tight grip on it...he looked up and saw Daya was standing beside him...he sighed...
Daya left Abhijeet's hand and at first wiped away his tear...then he put his hand on his back with a soft...
Daya: aaram se haan...sab kuch theek hain...relax...dheere dheere kha lo...kuch nahin hoga...main hoon na...aaram se khao...
Abhijeet nodded and again closed his eyes...he tried to shallow the bite and this time he could...yes he could...he swallowed the food in several attempts, small quantity in each attempt...Daya was massaging his back in the whole process with a soft smile...Abhijeet looked up towards him with teary eyes and a soft grateful smile on his face...Daya too looked towards him and patted his back with a silent message conveyed in his gaze as "I Am With You "...
Daya stopped the car in front the mall...today they were again in their favourite qualis...Daya was as usual in driving seat with Abhijeet in passenger seat...Daya parked the car properly in parking lot and opened the door with...
Daya: aao Abhi...
In response Abhijeet grabbed his hand tightly with a moist gaze in his eyes...Daya smiled and closed the door again with...
Daya: kya hua yaar?...tum ne to subah hi man gaye the na aane ke liye?...to ab kyun inkaar kar rahe ho?...
Abhijeet: yaar main nahin kar sakta...mujhse nahin hoga...bahar sab log mujhe dekhenge...sab ke attraction ka main point main hi ban jaunga...sab bahar mera mazak udayenge...mujhe dekhke hasenge...hot gossip banke reh jaunga main yaar sab ke liye...nahin yaar...main woh bardash nahin kar paunga...yeh nahin kar sakta main...mujhse nahin hoga yeh...please yaar...
Daya could see sweat beads on his forehead and could feel his fast breaths...he held him by his shoulder and Abhijeet looked towards him in great fear...Daya said in firm tone...
Daya: Abhijeet mere taraf dekho...mere taraf dekho Abhijeet...mere aankhon mein aankhe dalo...
Abhijeet managed to look at his eyes...Daya could see a deep fear in those brown eyes but somewhere he could see a deep trust present in them too...he himself took a deep breath and then said...
Daya: kyun nahin kar paoge tum?...kab tak duniya ke aankhon se khudko chupake rakhoge Abhijeet?...kab tak?...yaad haina hume police training academy mein kya seekhaya jata hain?...jo jitna bhagta hain duniya ka shaq utna hi us par padta hain ki haan zaroor issi ne hi kuch galat kiya...tabhi to bhaag raha hain...accha batao jab hum ek saath kisi murder spot pe jate the tab sabse pehle kya karte the?...
Abhijeet(within a moment): hum pehle crime spot ki acchi tarah se Investigation karte the taki koi saboot haath se na choot jaye...
Daya smiled for a moment with a satisfaction in his heart that Abhijeet still was the same sharp shine...although his mental state was not perfect nowadays but still he had not lost concentration...he could answer the question without thinking anything or remembering anything...he said in his mind...
Daya(in mind): abhi tak sharp shine ho boss!...kya baat hain!...CID ka kaam shayad humare khoon mein bas chuke hain Abhi...haina?...dekhna bohot jald tumhe tumhare dusre ghar mein wapas le jaunga main...CID bureau mein...
His trance broke feeling a tight grip over his hand...he looked towards Abhijeet and saw he too was staring at him with moist eyes...Daya felt a pinch in his heart but he knew he needed to be strong for his brother...his brother who had supported him every time whenever he had become alone and weak...now it was his turn...he sighed and grabbed Abhijeet's palm with...
Daya: phir kya karte the?...
Abhijeet(within a moment): phir victim ki identity aur unke parivar walon ke bare main pata karte hain...agar parivar wale ya karibi mein se koi lapata hita hain tab hum uske bare mein pata lagate hain ki kyun lapata hain?...yeh bhi check karte hain ki victim ka koi dushman wagera hain ya nahin...
Daya: hmmmmmmm...ab yeh batao ki hum us lapata insan ko hi pehle shaq kyun karte hain?...
Abhijeet(in irritation): Daya tum mera viva le rahe ho kya?...har baar aisi sawal kyun pooch rahe ho jaise ki tum Police Training Academy ke teacher ho aur main tumhara student?...
Daya(in hard tone): jo pooch raha hoon uska jawab do bas...
Abhijeet(in fear): de raha hoon na...gussa kyun ho rahe ho?...humare shaq us lapata insan ki taraf hi jata hain kyun ki hume lagta hain ki woh hi khoon karke gayab ho gaya hain...aiss isliye kyun ki agar woh gunaah na karta ya galat na hota to bhaga kyun?...
Daya(with smile): wah!...accha hain!...bohot hi accha hain!...aapko to letter marks aayega...par ek baat bataiye...yeh sari theories aap par bhi to lagu hote haina?...jab tak...jab tak tum duniya ke aankhon se chupke rahoge tab tak duniya nahin samajhega ki tum par kya beet raha hain?...aur jitna tum logon se chupoge utna hi duniya walon ki shaq tum par padega...logon ko lagega tum hi galat ho...par...par...aur koi na jane par main to janta hoon na ki mere bhai kabhi galat nahin ho sakta...tum galat nahin ho...to tum duniya ke nazar se kyun chupoge?...kyun duniya ke aankhon mein khud ko galat saabit kar rahe ho?...kyun Abhijeet kyun?...kyun khud apne maathe mein kalank ka kaala dhabba lagne de rahe ho?...saamna karo us duniya ka Abhijeet...karo us duniya ka saamna jo tumhe...haan sirf tumhe hi galat thehra raha hain...bata do duniya ko ki tum galat nahin ho...kar do saabit ki mera bhai galat nahin hain...please Abhijeet...apne liye na sahi...mere liye...mujhe aaj saabit kar do ki main galat nahin hoon...tumhare liye main duniya se, media se, HQ se, DCP Chitrolle se ladke galti nahin kiya...(jerking him from his shoulder)...mujhe galat saabit mat karo Abhijeet...for God's sake please aisa mat karo...saabit kar do tumhara bhai galat nahin hain...
Abhijeet(in pain): Daya!...
His one word lowered down the excitement of Daya...he moved away his hands from his shoulders and said in low tone...
Daya: sorry...
Abhijeet took the painful soul in his arm...Daya was sobbing softly hiding his face in his chest...he patted his head gently for sometimes and then said in soft tone...
Abhijeet: kya hua?...jana nahin hain mall mein?...mobile kharidna haina?...
Daya smiled and separated with a big grin on his lips with...
Daya: sachchi?...tum sachchi mein jaoge boss?...
Abhijeet nodded with teary eyes and pulled Daya's hand in his while taking strength from the warmth of Daya's hands i.e. from their togetherness...he took a deep breath and got down from the car...
Daya too got down from the car and went to Abhijeet...he took his hand in his hands and gave a slight pressure on it...Abhijeet closed his eyes for a while and then stepped towards the entrance of the mall with slow steps...
They could hear whispers and soft laughter from the around themselves as they walked through the mall...all the shopkeepers and their customers were staring towards them and pointing towards them while laughing and whispering to each other...
Abhijeet closed his eyes tightly as he could easily understand the main focus of the laughter and the whispers was he himself...they were laughing at and gossiping about HIM...he looked towards Daya who was not looking towards him but staring straightway...but he could feel his warm touch on his arm...the touch which was saying "Relax...I am with you "...
Abhijeet was feeling suffocated in this atmosphere...he was feeling ashamed and humiliating...some beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he was feeling lack of oxygen around himself...but he still did not lose control over his emotions as he still could feel Daya's touch on his arms...that ever soothing touch...he bit his lips and continued to walk...
They stopped at a mobile shop and Daya started to select mobiles for himself...his one hand was still present on Abhijeet's arms...suddenly Abhijeet jerked badly as something hit on his back...Daya too turned back with him but none could found anybody specific...
They looked downwards and discovered a crumpled paper lying there...Daya picked it up and straightened it to discover it as a letter containing...
Kitna lete ho ek ladki ka dil todne ke liye?...kaho to mere girlfriend ke peeche laga doon?...
Abhijeet grabbed the corner of the counter tightly and closed his eyes...and the very next moment those disturbing images appeared in front his eyes, without giving any warning...he already had started to feel lack of oxygen around himself...he started to take deep breaths and began to sweat profusely...
Daya threw away the paper and turned towards Abhijeet while murmuring something...but he became stunned seeing his condition...he was on the verge of having a panic attack!...he immediately grabbed him tightly with...
Daya: boss...kya hua yaar?...kuch nahin hua...woh to bas ek mazak tha...sambhalo khud ko yaar...main hoon na...accha chalo...ghar chalte hain...
Abhijeet(in weak tone): mobile kharid liya tumne?...
Daya(in shock): Abhijeet...is halat mein bhi tumhe mere mobile ki padi hain?...chalo chalo ghar chalte hain...
Abhijeet(in weak tone): nahin Daya...please kharid lo...agar tum bahar gaye to main tum se contact kaise karunga mobile ke bina?...
Daya stared towards him for sometime and then nodded...he wrapped his hand around his buddy and chose a set...Abhijeet was watching all these silently, now he forwarded his credit card to the shopkeeper...Daya looked towards him and smiled...
They came to the parking lot ignoring all the laughter, whispers and teases which was coming towards Abhijeet like missile...even the security guards of the parking lot too whispered...
Security guard 1: arey dekh Ramu iske shaqal ko...kitna darawana hain...ek dum bhoot jaisa...
Security guard 2: lagta hain acid burn hain...par ek aadmi pe acid attack?...yeh baat kuch hazam nahin ho raha...kya...wajah kya ho sakta hain?...
Security guard 1: arey tod diya hoga kisi ladki ka dil...aur ladki ne jala diya ise...waise kiya bohot accha...dil todne ka ya bewaafai ka yeh hi saza hona chahiye...
Security guard 2: waise banda kaafi kismat wala hain...duniya ka pehla male acid attack victim jo hain...kitna popularity milega soch ek baar...
They came near their car and Daya opened the door...Abhijeet looked towards it and some disturbing images appeared in front of his eyes as...
Two pairs of strong hands grabbed from behind...pulled him inside a car...the door closed...the car ignited...he gave a strong blow on one's neck...in response someone stabbed an injection into his shoulder...
His head was becoming light...his eyes were becoming heavy...his limbs were not co operating...in between that he heard a loud door breaking crash from outside...
The car increased it's speed and from outside some gunshot could be heard...in response, somebody from the car fired twice...he himself whispered...
Abhijeet: Daya!...
After it darkness covered his gaze and he fell down on the seat, unconscious...
Abhijeet jerked badly and screamed in pain as...
Abhijeet: nahin Daya...nahin...kabhi nahin...mujhe nahin jana...nahin jana hain yaar...
Daya(in shock): nahin jana?...kyun Abhi?...kyun nahin jana hain tumhe haan?...nahin Abhi...hum yahan aur nahin rehenge...chalo yahan se...
Abhijeet(in stammer): gadi mein...uthake le gaye the...phir bohot dard...aaaahh!...nahin...main nahin jaunga...nahin jaunga main...(in broken tone)...please?...
Daya's eyes became moist seeing his dear brother's painful condition...he felt that his heart was being sliced into thousand pieces and he was just staring towards the procedure...not being able to do anything...he was just feeling helpless...
Somehow he managed to control his emotions and then grabbed Abhijeet's palm, who was staring towards the car with fear in his eyes...he could understand that his brother had suffered another panic attack, which was much more painful than that accident...and one of the most painful consequence of panic attack was this...attack of CLAUSTROPHOBIA!...
He locked the car properly and then said in soft loving tone while grabbing Abhijeet properly with...
Daya: theek hain chalo...hum ek auto le lete hain...gadi ko yahin chod deta hoon...kal aake le jaunga...
They walked out from the mall ignoring the onlookers who were smiling at them while whispering to each other...they boarded an auto from outside and headed towards their house...Abhijeet hid his face in Daya's shoulder while Daya was patting his back...he could not see his face but could easily hear his muffled cry...
Reaching their house, Abhijeet directly rushed towards his room and locked it from inside...though his leg wound had not healed completely, but he could not stop himself from running...he sat down on his bed and burst into tears, covering his face in his palms...
Daya too rushed towards his room and began to knock the door badly with a painful...
Daya: Abhi...boss darwaza kholo...please darwaza khol do mere bhai...I am sorry yaar...mujhe tumhe bahar nahin le jana chahiye tha...please bhai khol de...andar aane de mujhe...Abhi...
Abhijeet replied in such a moist tone which was enough to break Daya's heart into pieces...
Abhijeet: Daya please yaar...mujhe thodi der akela rehne do...I promise main kuch galat kadam nahin uthaunga...par please yaar...mujhe thodi der akela chod do...please...
Daya nodded in understanding style as he too felt that Abhijeet needed time...so he said in firm tone...
Daya: main bahar hi hoon Abhi...tumhara intezaar kar raha hoon...theek hain?...
Abhijeet only nodded which obviously was not seen by Daya but he knew he had felt it...Daya went to a couch and threw himself in it and got lost in the memory of the day when he had met his buddy in normal mental state...for the last time...
A gentle touch on his head brought him out of his dreamland...he just turned on the bed and said in sleepy tone...
Daya: ummmmm boss...sone do na please?...
Abhijeet(with love): dekh Daya...saat baj rahe hain...uth jaa na yaar...please...
He shook him lightly...Daya opened his eyes and whispered...
Daya: kharoos boss!...
Abhijeet(with laugh): tareef ke liye shukriya!...waise agar kisi din main badal gaya na to tum tab sochoge ki Abhi pehle jaisa tha waisa hi accha tha...
He burst into laughter but immediately stopped seeing Daya's fixed gaze on him...he put his hand on his shoulder with...
Abhijeet: Daya...kya hua yaar?...
Daya grabbed him immediately from his shoulders with an eager...
Daya: nahin Abhi...kabhi nahin...sapne mein bhi nahin...mazak mein bhi nahin...agar tum badal gaye to shayad duniya mein meri zaroorat bhi khatam ho jayega...
Abhijeet(with concern): nahin yaar...kabhi nahin...main to bas mazak kar raha tha...main kabhi badal sakta hoon kya?...mera is duniya mein hain hi kaun tere siwa jo unke liye badlunga?...
Daya: promise?...
Abhijeet(with smile): pakka wala promise...
After breakfast, they came out from their house and Daya locked the door from outside...They were about to cross the garden gate when Abhijeet got stumbled with a stone and he was about to fall down...Daya immediately grabbed him properly with an anxious...
Daya: boss sambhalke yaar...
Abhijeet smiled at him and said after standing properly...
Abhijeet: kabhi toot gaya to aise hi sambhal lena Daya...
Daya: lo boss...tum kyun tootoge bhala?...main hoon na tumhare haath pakadne ke liye...tumhe sahara dene ke liye...
Both smiled and went to garage to get into the quallis...after going some distance, Abhijeet received a call as...
Abhijeet: hello senior inspector Abhijeet here...
Caller: ...
Abhijeet: laash?...kahan?...
Caller: ...
Abhijeet: ok...hum aa rahe hain...befikar raho hum usi ilaka mein hain...
He cut the call and turned towards Daya with...
Abhijeet: Daya yahin pass mein ek khali ghar mein ek chor ko ek laash mila hain...chalo chalte hain...
Daya: ok chalo...ACP sir ko inform kar do...
Abhijeet tried to contact ACP sir but unfortunately his number was unreachable...ultimately they gave up and decided to visit the house all by themselves...
They reached the house and found it abandoned and totally empty...the caller too was not present in the house...they put on their gloves, took out their guns and searched the house for the dead body...
All of a sudden Abhijeet stopped and whispered to Daya as...
Abhijeet: Daya...tumhe kuch sunayi de raha hain?...
Daya too heard carefully and said...
Daya: haan boss...yeh bomb ke timer ka hi sound hain...chalobahar niklo...
They was about to get out from the house when they heard some sweet yet scared child voices as...
Child: uncle hume bachao...CID uncle bachao...
They looked at each other's face and rushed towards the direction of the source of the sound...it was coming from a wardrobe...duo, aftwr several Attempts, moved away the wardrobe and discovered a small room behind it...they entered inside and discovered some children were lying there tied...among whom one was shouting to attract their attention...
The sound of the timer had increased much now and duo discovered a bomb was tied with a pillar of that room which indicated remaining of one minute and six seconds only...Abhijeet said to Daya...
Abhijeet: Daya tum bachcho ko dekho...main bomb ko defuse karta hoon...
Daya: lekin Abhi...
Abhijeet(in strict tone): Daya...koi behes nahin...in mein se ek bhi bachche ko kuch bhi nahin hona chahiye...
Daya(with a nod): ok...tum khayal rakhna apna...
Abhijeet knelt before the bomb and discovered that only fifty seconds had left...he observed the bomb carefully but could not understand how to defuse it...he once took a glance of Daya who was busy with the children...he immediately untied the bomb and rushed outside with it...
Daya startled with the sound and turned only to discover Abhijeet rushing out of the room...he jumped up and followed him.l with a loud call as...
Daya: Abhi...kya kar rahe ho?...ruk jaao...
But Abhijeet did not pay any heed to his words and rushed downstairs with the bomb...Daya too followed him...Abhijeet rushed out from the house...Daya too was about to come out when the door closed and got locked automatically from outside...Daya banged the door madly with...
Daya: Abhi...Abhi...darwaza kholo...main kehta hoon kholo darwaza...kholo darwaza...
All of a sudden he heard Abhijeet's painful scream from outside...he did not waste a moment more and kicked down the door...he rushed outside with aimed gun in hand and saw Abhijeet was being pulled inside a car which had started already...
He immediately pointed his gun and began to shoot in order to stop the car...in reply, two bullets came from that car...one punchered the tyre of the quallis and another perforated near his chest, causing him to drop the gun...he fell down on the ground and tears appeared in his eyes...he, while losing consciousness, helplessly watched that the car sped off...a painful whisper came out from his mouth as...
Daya: Abhi...
Daya came out from the trance with a jerk due to a loud glass breaking sound...the sound came from Abhijeet's room...Daya jumped up and rushed towards Abhijeet's room and began to bang the door madly with...
Daya: Abhi darwaza kholo...tumne promise kiya haina ki tum kuch galat nahin karoge?...kya kar rahe ho boss?...bohot ho gaya hain mera intezaar...ab khol do darwaza...Abhi please?...
He could only hear painful groans from behind the door...Daya now became desperate, he kicked down the door and entered Abhijeet's room with...
Daya: tum apna waada nahin...
His words stopped as he became stunned seeing the scenario...a shocked whisper came out from his mouth as...
Daya: Abhi!...
END OF THE CHAPTER...
To kya dekha Daya ne Abhijeet ke room mein?...kya raaz hain kaanch tootne ki peeche?...kya Abhijeet ne phir se utha liya koi galat kadam?...ya hain yeh Surya ki koi chal?...kya Duo bach payenge yeh naya musibat se?...janne ke liye stay tuned...
Guest: yes dear...I could have written this based on any lady cop...and the lady cop whom I love is Purvi Madam...I am a diehard Purvi Lover...but then whom would have I given the role of Daya sir?...Daya and Abhijeet...both characters are inseparable part of the story...please tell me your opinion...thank you
Guest: please do not cry dear...it is not so painful...thank you...
Rooh: you always made me feel very special...thank you
Ro: new reviewer...yippie!...thank you...
Js Abhiand First Dew Drop: thank you for favlisting my dream project...
Sorry guys for late update...but itna bada chapter type karne mein waqt to lagta hi haina dears...and sach kahu to I could not resist from typing big chapters...sorry...
Next will be after 600 reviews...
Itna bada treat ke baad itna to banta hi hain boss...
I Will Meet You At 21st July With A Big Surprise...Excited?...
I have updated last chapter of BOJH and I am highly disappointed seeing the numbers of reviews...my regular reviewers too had not reviewed...please review friends...
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Thanks to each and every reviewers...
With love and regards...
Yours Nikita...
Take Care And Stay Blessed...