30. Chapter 30
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Daya grabbed Abhijeet's hand in tight grip as his heart beat became faster. He leant over Abhijeet's bloodied body and tried to believe on what had caught his eyes…. And probably heart. His throat became bone dry and he felt that all the stored air in his heart was draining out slowly. He gulped as he tried to focus on Abhijeet's painful burnt face that was almost stationary on his lap.
Rooth ke humse kahin
He was beginning to lose the little energy he had left. No, it could not be true, like that. But, it so seemed like true... All through the journey from Headquarters to the supermarket, he had been thinking of Abhijeet, but not of the pleasant memories. With the bad ones, the ones in which he had been harmed. Why? Was it a sign? Was really something bad was to come in their way?
Jab chale jaoge tum
He wrapped his fingers tightly around his fingers and embraced his hand. Things were becoming more clear to him now...
He softly looked at his Abhijeet's body, though what seemed lifeless. At least, he met him. He felt him...
"ABHIJEET!... ABHIJEET!..." He yelled loudly, but received no response...
He tightened his hand more around Abhijeet's bloodied hand and called him from the core of his heart as...
Daya: Abhijeet... uth jaao... hosh mein aao... tum aisa nahin kar sakte mere saath... main tumhe aisa nahin dekh sakta yaar...
Tears had fallen at such an extent from his eyes that he even ceased to see Abhijeet clearly anymore. But Abhijeet did not respond. Such a fighter he was that he still breathed, displaying the occasional heaves of his chest, but he had no power to respond even with his eyes. Daya shook him vigorously with a heart breaking desire to see some response but nothing happened. Now he began to feel dejected.
Yeh na socha tha kabhi
Actually he was feeling numb, as if somebody had drained out each and every emotions from him. Only one thing which was roaming inside him was a single guilt... guilt of failing once more to save his brother. He had seen Abhijeet's dreadful condition whenever he had failed to reach him on time... and this time too a catastrophe took place. Abhijeet was harmed once again and he could do nothing...
Itne yaad aaoge tum...
He looked down, towards Abhijeet's face and burst out in tears with a low...
Daya: I am sorry Abhi... I am really very sorry... main aaj bhi fail ho gaya... nahin bacha paya tumhe... lekin tum dekh len yaar... main is baar tumhe kuch nahin hone dunga... kuch nahin hoga tumhe... tum zaroor wapas aa jaoge... aa jaoge na? Abhi to kotna kaam baki haina jo hume saath mein milke pura karna hoga... sabse badi baat to yeh hain ki hume us Surya ko saza bhi dena hoga na jiske wajah se tumhe itna dard sehna pada? Tum jante ho na ki kitna bada munh se maine usse kaha hain ki mera Abhijeet hi tumhe saza dega... tum yaar rakhoge na mera maan? Bolo Abhi... rakhoge na?...
Main to na chala tha
He felt a sudden jerk in his lap which made him look towards Abhijeet who was taking deep breaths as if he was excited enough about something. He touched his forehead a bit and screamed in extreme pain...
Daya: ABHI!... tumhe humari dosti ki kasam hain yaar...
It was as if in a reflex, Abhijeet's hand moved... as if he was trying to do something. Daya's eyes shot open immediately as he had held that very hand in his grip. He yelled in joy...
Daya: He is moving!...
Do kadam bhi tum bin
He was saying this in such pleasure as if he had felt a new life in him. He grabbed Abhijeet's face tightly and shouted...
Daya: haan Abhi bolo... main sun raha hoon... kuch kehna tumhe? Bohot dard ho raha hain kya? Bas kuch der aur... him bas pahuchne hi wale hain... thoda aur bardash kar lo... hum bas aa hi gaye hain...
Phir bhi mera bachpan
Abhijeet began to cough badly as the bullet in his alimentary canal was making too much problem now. It was quite a while since he had got shot there and now the bullet had started to affect his digestive system. With his each cough, fresh blood flashed out from his face and soaked Daya's hands totally who was now in total tears seeing his brother in such miserable condition.
Yeh hi samjhe har din
He wiped away his own tears and rubbed his chest with a pleading...
Daya: bohot zyada takleef ho raha haina Abhi? Bas thodi der aur bardash kar lo... hospital aa hi gaya hain bas...
Chod ke mujhe bhala
He looked towards Abhijeet's body with teary eyes. He had been totally covered with his own blood while his face contained a painful expression present over it. He was just cursing himself for being unable to reach in time when he heard from the driver...
Driver: hospital aa gaya hain sir...
Abhijeet was shifted into emergency where the doctors declared in serious voice, after checking him...
Doctor: inka bachne ka chance bohot hi kam hain... aap as dua kijiye... khoon bohot beh chuka hain...
He was being shifted to the Operation Theatre while Daya grabbed his hand and whispered...
Daya: Abhijeet... bas itna yaad rakhna ki main bahar hi hoon... tumhara intezaar kar raha hoon...
Ab kahan jaoge tum
He had to shout the last sentence as the ward boys had already entered the Operation Theatre with Abhijeet as...
Daya: zyada intezaar mat karwana mujhe...
Yeh na socha tha kabhi
He sat down on the floor with a thud... feeling completely drained out. He looked towards his own hands which were completely stained with red fresh blood... Abhijeet's blood. He hit his hand on the wall while crying silently. He was feeling as if somebody had chocked his throat strongly and was providing his voice to come out. He began to cough loudly in order to give out the thing chocking him but... had anyone ever able to vomit out his mental pain?
Itne yaad aaoge tum
In the meantime, ACP sir and the rest CID team entered the hospital corridor. ACP sir touched Daya's shoulder a bit who opened his eyes with a jerk and looked towards him pain. ACP sir said in soft tone...
ACP sir: Daya dekho, uska operation chal raha haina... woh theek ho jayega... woh Abhijeet hain Daya... Abhijeet ka matlab hota hain jo humesha jeetta hain... aur woh yeh jung bhi zaroor jeetega dekhna tum... (while supporting him to stand up) chalo uth jaao... shabas! Chalo...
Daya silently stood up by ACP sir's support and let himself fall on a bench aside. Tears were rolling down from his eyes like streams. He was feeling totally numb as if someone had drained out all the emotions from him... he was looking defeated and devastated. ACP sir sat beside him, securing his heart in his... silently, as he had no words left to comfort this man whose each and everything was at stake now... at this moment.
The operation continued till long two hours, and those two hours were one of the worst time period which Daya had ever spent in this entire life. Finally, the red bulb attached on the door of the Operation Theatre turned off and the doctor came out with a dejected face. He directly went to Daya and said without any type of prologue...
Doctor: I am extremely sorry Mr. Daya. Main Mr. Abhijeet ko bacha nahin paya... he has expired.
Daya only looked up towards him... only with blank eyes. The words spoken by him entered his ears like a molten lava and was burning his earlobe while entering... but he said nothing. He could not understand anything what the doctor was saying. The only feeling which he was feeling was nothing but a blank feeling... he was feeling absolutely nothing... not even a single tear drop came in his eyes and his painful breaths slowly changed into normal breaths. Only...
Baaton kabhi haathon se bhi
Only he felt everything blank as all of sudden his sense dropped to bottom... he felt everything around him had become still as the balls of fire, which had entered his ears as the form of words, was going further inside him... direct towards his heart. He could see that ACP sir went to the doctor and saying him something... but he could not understand what he was saying. It had become some mere sounds for him now. He could also see that the doctor was apologizing to ACP sir but it did not create any affect in his mind now. The only thing he knew now was that Abhijeet had gone and he would never come back. But...
Mara hain tumhein
But...
Tumhe kuch ho gaya to main CID chod dunga...
Daya main Abhi...
Kaam ko haath laga ki phir kabhi cocaine ko haath nahin lagyega...
Apne dost pe bharosa rakho yaar...
Main tumhe kuch nahin hone dunga...
Daya jerked out badly from his trance and looked towards the door of the Operation Theatre. It was still open and the doctor was still trying to convince ACP sir for something. He, without wasting a single second, rushed to the Operation Theatre, simply ignoring the objections of the doctor from behind who was trying to stop him.
He entered the Operation Theatre and saw that another doctor was arranging the shocker machine while the attendants were helping him. He moved his glance towards the Operation table where Abhijeet was lying with closed eyes. He came near him with slow steps and looked towards him... yes, it was him... his brother!
Sada yeh hi keh ke hi
His eyes were closed and his face was pale... yet his lips had been curved into a small pretty smile. It seemingly that he was very happy. His oxygen mask was lying aside while his head had a bandage. Daya went near him and discovered that his eyes had marks of dry tears which had rolled down from his eyes. He slowly turned towards the doctor with...
Daya: doctor... kya ab kuch nahin ho sakta?
The doctor left his work and turned towards him with a soft...
The doctor: nahin Mr. Daya... sab kuch khatam ho gaya hain...
And this one sentence was sufficient to the birth of a raw and helpless anger in his heart. His face reddened within a single second while he shouted in extreme anger...
Daya: aise kaise keh sakte hain aap ko sab kuch khatam ho gaya? Aap kuch nahin jante... (after pointing towards Abhijeet's lifeless body)... yeh... yeh mera bhai hain... aur isne mujhse waada kiya tha ki yeh mujhe chodke kabhi bhi kahin nahin jayega... to phir aise kaise?
The doctor: dekhiye Mr. Daya... samajhne ki koshish kijiye... waqt pura ho jane ke baad sabko jana hi padta hain...
Daya(in anger): zyada jante hain aap? Kuch nahin hoga ise... mera bhai hain yeh... main ise aapse behtar janta hoon... aap phir se ise shock dijiye...
Pukara hain tumhein
The doctor: dekhiye Mr. Daya... kuch faida nahin hain... Mr. Abhijeet mar chuke hain...
Now Daya grabbed the collar of the doctor's shirt with...
Daya: aapko sunaiyi nahin deta maine kya kaha?... I say... Aur ek baar ... koshish kijiye doctor...
The doctor looked towards this almost insane man who was grabbing his collar... his messy condition and red eyes were clearly reflecting his mental condition which made the doctor hell shocked, the sight of this man was again providing him the feeling that yes, pure selfless relationship and true friendship had not ended from this world... they still existed!... somewhere he felt a great sooth in his heart, and got new trust too...
He smiled a bit and said in soft tone...
The doctor: theek hain... main koshish karta hoon...
Daya left him and turned towards Abhijeet while the doctor smiled at him and got ready with the shocker machine to give one more electric shock to Abhijeet. One attendant checked his watch and said...
Attendant: Charge!
The doctor took a glance of Daya, who was still staring towards Abhijeet in fixed gaze, applied the shocker pads on Abhijeet's chest whose body jerked badly with the charge of high voltage electricity through it. Daya now dived on him with, while grabbing his face with...
Daya: Abhi... wapas aa jaao Abhi... main tumhare liye bhagwan pe vishwas karne lag jaunga Abhi... Abhi come back... wapas aa jaao Abhi... (while jerking him badly)... Abhi... Abhi... come on Abhi! Come on!... tum chahte the na ki main kabhi gussa na karu... tum wapas aajao... main kabhi gussa nahin karunga Abhi... kabhi gussa nahin karunga... Abhi... Abhi suno... Abhi... (grabbing his face tightly)... mujhe tumhari zaroorat hain Abhi... bohot zaroorat hain Abhi... (shouting)... hume chodke mat jaao Abhi...
Kya kar loge mera
He looked behind feeling a touch over his shoulders. It was ACP sir... he said in moist soft tone...
ACP sir: koi faida nahin hain Daya... Abhijeet... Abhijeet mar chuka hain...
He jerked badly and then again looked towards Abhijeet while ACP sir continued in same tone...
ACP sir: he is no more!...
Daya again turned to Abhijeet and grabbed his head tightly with his both hands and brought him near his face while shouting anger... or in pain?...
Daya: meri baat suno Abhi... aaj faisla lo... tum mere pass aao ya main tumhare saath chalta hoon...
He threw him back on his bed with a loud and angry...
Daya: ABHI!...
Jo bigad jaoge tum
Still no response came... his trust was now breaking down slowly. He sat beside him while grabbing his hand in his with a teary...
Daya: nahin Abhi... wapas aa jaao... hume chodke mat jaao Abhi...
He rested his head on his elder brother's chest with a low teary...
Daya: mujhe chodke mat jaao...
The doctors and the attendants present in the Operation Theatre was looking towards the scenario with tears. ACP sir too was crying silently. Any of them really did not want such a tragic end of this legendary tale of friendship... but it too could not be denied that pure love be mighty... but death had been always mightier as an enemy.
Yeh na socha tha kabhi
Abhijeet felt that he had been floated downwards through deep darkness. He was feeling intolerable pain throughout his whole body, which was making him shocked... as he thought that he had been already freed from all worldly pain. He could hear Daya's voice and it hit him directly in the core. Even if kept blind, he could sense his brother from miles away. And being so close, he understood every single emotion Daya was going through. He thought in mind...
Abhijeet: philhal to mujhe jagna hi hoga... phir uske baad sab kuch phir se khatam hi kyun na ho jaye...
Itne yaad aaoge tum
Daya was crying silently, hiding his face in his brother's chest while he heard the sound of mild coughing. He sat up with a jerk and saw that Abhijeet was moving slightly and was trying to open his eyes while coughing lightly!
A big relaxed smile appeared on Daya's lips while the Operation Theatre attendants exchanged a confusing glance with each other. The doctor shouted in extreme joy...
The doctor: it's a miracle!... he is coming back into life...
Dekho mere aansoo
He wiped away his tears and cupped his brother's face gently with a pure smile. Abhijeet groaned in pain. Each of his groans pierced Daya directly in the heart. He touched his brother's head lightly and said with tears...
Daya: main janta hoon tumhe bohot takleef ho raha hain... magar... please wapas aajao... main tumhare bina jee nahin paunga... I love you Abhi... trust me please...
Yeh hi karte hain pukar
He gulped, trying hard to control those bitter tears than rose in his eyes. ACP sir gently grabbed his shoulder to provide support to him which he needed badly in this moment. Both were eagerly waiting for their precious relative to open his eyes... to show them a sign of his life.
Pochne aansoo mere
Abhijeet's whole body was paining terribly. He was feeling shortage of breath and his head was heavy. A terrible fatigue and nausea had totally engulfed him in their irritating embrace. It seemed that a heavy rock of thousand kilograms had been kept on his chest, which was choking him. A bitter bile arose across his throat and he began to cough badly... struggling for his breaths.
Sensing his difficulties, the doctors again took the control of situation in their hand after turning out the two senior cops from the Operation Theatre. ACP sir and Daya came out with calm steps and sat down on the bench silently. Daya was calm now... he was at peace. He was feeling relaxed after knowing that at least his buddy had shown some signs of being alive. He had never cared for any physical or mental disabilities of his buddy, his only wish was nothing but to see him alive... standing beside him. It was sufficient for him!
Kya nahin aaoge tum?...
It took another hour for the doctors to come out from the Operation Theatre with weary steps after turning off the red bulb off. The whole CID team stood up with eagerness. ACP sir was seemed to be holding Daya in tight grip to provide him support while Daya was completely silent. He was scared to ask something from the doctors as he feared to listen something terrible as answer. Finally, it was Freddy who took the initiative and asked the doctor...
Freddy: yes doctor, Abhijeet sir theek hain?
The assistant doctor looked towards the main doctor who sighed slightly and said...
Main doctor: it was very difficult. Main sirf itna keh sakta hoon ki woh zinda hain... baki unhe severe brain injury hain aur isi wajah se hi halat kharab hain kyun ki unke brain ke andar internal bleeding bhi huyi hain... bas aap log dua kijiye... halat kaafi critical hain... unke pet mein jo goli lagi thi wahan infections start chuke hain already... so it is very tough to anything now.
Assistant doctor: haan officers... hum aapse kuch chupana nahin chahte... sach yeh hi hain ki Mr. Abhijeet ab sirf zinda hain... baki unki halat abhi bhi bohot kharab hain aur khatra abhi tala nahin hain... par aap log chinta mat kijiye... maine abhi kuch der pehle hi Operation Theatre ke andar ek miracle hote huye dekha hain... pyar aur sacche man se kiya gaya dua kuch bhi mumkin kar sakta hain... ab aap log bas pray kijiye... hum apna kaam karte hain tab tak...
Daya swallowed hard. He just heard the words "ZINDA HAIN" and it was sufficient for him at this point of life. He immediately sprang forward with...
Daya: main... main milna chahta hoon us se...
Yeh na socha tha kabhi
Main doctor: dekhiye... I will not allow anyone. Aapko agar unhe dekhna hain to bahar se dekhiye... unhe zinda bachake rakhna bohot mushkil tha aur isliye main koi risk nahin lena chahta... he will be kept in ICCU from now. Aur ab milke bhi koi faida nahin hain kyun ki Mr. Abhijeet ab hosh mein nahin hain... to dekhna hain to bahar se hi dekhiye... barah ghante baad hum phir ek call lenge... aur haan... aap log dus minute mein mujhe mere cabin mein miliye... rough report ready hain... police case report ready karne mein problem nahin hoga...
Within ten minutes, the whole CID team assembled in the doctor's cabin where he forwarded a file towards ACP sir with a serious...
The doctor: ACP sir, my primary report is about murder attempt. Mr. Abhijeet had been shot four times and had been stabbed with a sharp knife once, too near his neck, which is too near his throat. He had been shot multiple times and that too in vital parts. We have found one bullet in his abdomen, another in his left shoulder, the third one in his back and the last one in his chest... too close to his heart. Iske alawa bhi unhe brain injury huyi hain, aur woh bhi severe... unke brain mein internal bleeding bhi huyi hain... ghaw dekhke hume aisa lagta hain ki shayad unhone kisi bhari metal ki cheez se bohot zyada force ke saath takraya hain... in sab choton ke wajah se inke body mein do teen jagah minor fractures hua hain aur kuch muscle injuries and he had lost almost 30% blood from his body. Isi wajah se unka heart kaafi weak ho gaya hain... hum bahar se drips use to kar rahe hain par pata nahin kuch faida hoga bhi ya nahin... hum barah ghante baad aur ek call lenge... tab aap logo ko final report milega... tab tak ke liye aap log bas yeh hi dua kijiye ki hum Mr. Abhijeet ko itni sari injuries ke saath tab tak zinda rakh paye... kyun ki woh ab tak sirf apni will power ke badaulat zinda hain... I must say that he has an immense mental strength.
ACP sir and each and every team member's eyes automatically got shifted on Daya who was sitting silently in a corner. His face was clearly indicating the storm of emotions he was passing through but still he was silent... and was trying to be strong. Just because he knew that his buddy need him the most now... to fight back... to live.
Itne yaad aaoge tum
They came out from the doctor's cabin and got shocked to see DIG sir and DCP sir were standing outside. Seeing them coming out, DIG sir went to ACP sir with...
DIG sir: haan Pradyuman... kya kaha doctor ne? Kaisa hain Abhijeet?
DCP sir: woh theek to haina?
ACP sir nodded negatively with a heavy sigh while saying...
ACP sir: abhi bhi doctors kuch nahin keh sakte... halat bohot kharab hain... doctors sirf yeh keh rahe hain ki woh bas zinda hain... aur woh bhi apni will power ke sahare... aur... (after taking a glance of Daya)... aur mujhe nahin lagta ki woh bach payega...
DIG sir: nahin aisa kuch nahin hoga... Abhijeet ek bahadur CID officer tha aur is baar bhi woh apna ladai khud aoni dum pe jeetega...
ACP sir: doctors ne use ICCU mein rakhe hain ab... aur woh log barah ghante naad ek aur call lene wale hain... pata nahin kya hoga tab...
DIG sir: chinta mat karo... sab kuch theek hoga...
Daya was listening to this conversation with closed eyes. He was feeling damn irritated due to this sympathy shown by this two senior officers. He sensed a raw helpless anger was building inside his heart which he was trying to keep control over as he had promised to Abhijeet that he would never be angry if he returned. But this situation was really intolerable. He did not like DCP sir since long but his dislike for DIG sir too had grown due to his decision for termination of Abhijeet from CID. He just could not tolerate this two... but still he kept his temper in control as he did not want to break the promise he made to his brother, thus bringing him back.
Rooth ke humse kahin
DIG sir looked towards Daya and really felt bad for him. His pale bloodless face and almost boxed eyes were clearly indicating his mental pressure and yet he was silent. He went to him and said in soft tone after keeping his hand on his shoulder...
DIG sir: pareshan mat ho Daya... kuch nahin hoga Abhijeet ko... woh theek ho jayega bilkul...
Daya just looked up towards him. The anger inside his heart was burning him down badly and with this man's touch he felt as if something poisonous bit him badly on his shoulder. He jerked away his hand badly and shouted in anger...
Daya: bas kijiye aap... mujhe nahin chahiye aapka sympathy... ab kyun aaye hain aap hume sympathy dikhane? Tab kahan tha aapki yeh sympathy jab aapne Abhijeet ko CID ki job se terminate kar diya tha? Uski kabiliyat pe shaq tha na aapko? Ab yakeen ho gaya na aapko ki woh ab bhi utna hi kaabil hain? Kya... galti kya tha uska? Bas itna hi na ki woh ek acid attack victim hain... par kya aap logo ne yeh socha tha ki jo kuch bhi hua tha uske saath woh raat, us mein uski kya galti tha? Par aap logo ne to kuch socha hi nahin... bas farman laga diya ki Abhijeet ab CID ki kabil nahin raha... aur nikal diya use CID se... aap logo ko koi andaaza bhi hain ki kitna dukhi tha mera bhai jab ek baar phir se usse uska pehchaan cheen liya gaya... uski zindagi cheen liya gaya... mujhe maloom hain ki woh kuch jatata nahin tha magar bohot zyada dukhi tha woh... na jane kitni raat roke guzara hain usne... yeh sab aap log kabhi nahin samajh payenge... aap logo ko aur aata hi kya hain?
Jab chale jaoge tum
ACP sir tried to control his younger son's emotions as he felt that situation was going out from control. So he put his hand on Daya's shoulder with...
ACP sir: bas karo Daya!... kya bole jaa rahe ho?
Daya: nahin sir... aaj mujhe mat rokiye... mujhe janne dijiye ki inhone kyun Abhijeet ko CID se nikal diya?
Now DIG sir, who was looking towards Daya with shock till then, opened his mouth. He said in total disbelief, as "shocked" or "stunned" was not the proper terms to describe his condition...
DIG sir: kya keh rahe ho Daya? Main kyun nikalunga Abhijeet ko CID se bahar? Main to use recovery ke waqt dene ke liye bhi taiyar tha kyun ki woh ek bohot hi kabil aurr bahadur CID officer tha... maine use nahin nikala CID se... balki usne khud hi resignation letter bheja tha mujhe yeh kehke ki ab woh khud ko CID ke layak nahin samajhta...
A silent thunder crash landed in the room. ACP sir and Daya simultaneously shouted as...
ACP sir and Daya: kya?
END OF THE CHAPTER
So what is the mystery behind this resignation letter? Had Abhijeet really sent that or DIG sir is lying? If lying, then why? Or is he true? Why ACP sir and Daya is unaware of it if it is true? What will happen after the vital 12 hours? Will Abhijeet manage to survive? What is the content of that gift packet given by Abhijeet for Daya? What adversity will come now in the loves of Abhijeet and Daya? Will Abhijeet join CID again after this incident? Will Headquarters accept him again if he survive? Stay tuned to know more...
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