31. Chapter 31

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DIG sir looked towards Daya and said in firm tone….

DIG sir: haan Daya…. Abhijeet ne khud mujhe apna resignation letter bheja tha…. Tum agar dekhna chahte ho to who abhi bhi hain mere desk ki drawer mein….

Daya: magar sir, Abhijeet ka termination letter bhi hain humare pass abhi bhi…. Aap bhi who dekh sakte hain….

ACP sir: aisa kaise ho sakta hain? Aur jahan tak main Abhijeet ko janta hoon woh khud resign karne ka banda nahin hain…. Is mein kuch to gadbad zaroor hain… par kya?

DIG sir sat down on a chair aside and said in confused tone….

DIG sir: pehle to mujhe bhi yakeen nahin hua ki Abhijeet aisa kuch kar sakta hain…. Par jab maine khud uska resignation letter dekha, tab mujhe manna hi pada… phir Abhijeet khud Mumbai chodke chala gaya, to mujhe laga ki woh sach mein ab CID mein wapas nahin aana chahta…. Aur mujhe to yeh bhi laga tha ki tum dono bhi iske bare mein jante ho…. Isliye hi maine kabhi is baat ko cheda nahin kabhi isse pehle….

Daya now looked towards him and asked in firm tone….

Daya: hmmmmmmm? Accha sir, yeh bataiye ki aapko Abhijeet ka resignation letter mila kab?

DIG sir: ummmmm…. Kariban teen mahine pehle…. Uska statement lene ke baad, humne decide kiya tha ki hum use waqt dena chahte the recovery ke… kyun ki hum bhi Abhijeet jaisa ek kabil officer ko khona nahin chahte the, hum apna faisla sunane hi wale the ki tab Shamsher ne uska resignation letter leke mere pass aaya…. Aur yeh bhi kaha ki Abhijeet ab humse koi taluk nahin rakhna chahta…. To behtar yeh hi hoga ki hum use aur pareshan na kare…. Isliye humne use call bhi nahin kiya aur phir us letter mein Abhijeet ka khud ka signature bhi to tha….

ACP sir and Daya turned towards DCP sir with a jerk. Hatred and anger were totally reflecting in both the pair of eyes. DCP sir looked towards him and slowly lowered his head. ACP sir and Daya exchanged a glance with each other. The total matter had become clear as crystal for them. It was nothing but a hideous misunderstanding, intentionally created by our respected DCP sir between the two parties. Daya now went towards him with slow steps while DCP sir began to step backwards in fear.

DIG sir went to ACP sir while indicating him to stop Daya, in response of which ACP sir assured him with his eyes. DCP sir got stumbled with a chair behind and stopped while Daya too stopped just before him. He just put his eyes on his and just asked in cold, firm and iron hard voice….

Daya: kyun?

DCP sir just lowered his eyes without any reply. Daya again asked him in same hard tone….

Daya: kyun kiya aapne aisa?

DCP sir: k… kya kiya hain maine?.

Daya: accha? Kuch nahin kiya na aapne? Main batata hoon aapne kya kiya hain….

He turned towards DIG sir and said in firm tone…

Daya: samajh rahe hain aap sir kya kiya hain inhone? Jab inko pata chala ki aap log Abhijeet ko phir se CID mein join karne ki permission dene wale hain tab inhone yeh ghilona chaal chala hain…. Inhone aap logo ke pass ek farzi resignation letter leke gaye jis par inhone Abhijeet ki signature nakal kiya tha…. Inhone aap logo ko samjha bhi diya ki Abhijeet ab aap logo se koi nata nahin rakhna chahta jo ko bilkul jhooth hain…. Aur jab aapne us fake letter pe signature kar diya tab inhone humare pass ek dusra letter lekar aaye jis mein yeh likha hua tha ki Abhijeet ab CID mein rehne ki layak nahin hain aur is wajah se aap logo ne use terminate kar rahe hain…. Aur us letter pe aapke signature ka nakal kar diya…. Aur inhone mujhse kaha hi Police force ab Abhijeet jaisa kamzor officer se koi rishta nahin rakhna chahta…. Isliye behtar yeh hi hoga ki hum aap logo se is bare mein aur koi baat na kare….

He turned towards DCP sir with a jerk and asked him in sarcastic tone….

Daya; kyun DCP sir, sahi keh raha hoon na main? Aapne hi kiya hain na yeh sab?

DIG sir(in shock): Daya kya bol rahe ho tum? Tum hosh mein to ho na?

Daya(in firm tone): haan sir, main bilkul hosh mein hoon…. Sirf aaj nahin, inhone humesha se hi humara bura chaha hain… hume nuksan pahuchane ki koshish kiye hain, magar is baar inhone jo kiya hain woh to had hi hain….

DIG sir(in anger): Shamsher, kya Daya jo bol raha hain woh sahi hain? Kya tumne waqai itna ghilona kaam kiya hain? Jawab do… chup kyum ho?

DCP sir still did not reply but remained staring towards the floor silently, which angered all the three persons present there. ACP sir said in sarcastic tone….

ACP sir: kuch jawab nahin denge sir yeh, inki to bolti bandh ho gayi hain….

DIG sir(in anger): Daya tum apne tarike se pooch taach karo…. Inki munh khulwana hi hoga….

Daya stepped towards DCP sir with a chewing…

Daya: dekhiye DCP sir, aap jaise bhi ho mujhse umar mein bade hain, mujhe aisa karne mein majboor mat kijiye sir, main yeh nahin karna chahta…. Abhi bhi waqt hain bata dijiye ki aapne aisa kyun kiya?

DCP sir now looked up and took a glance of each of the three faces present there. Then he took a deep breath and shouted in pain…

DCP sir: haan haan kiya maine yeh sab kuch… maine hi kiya hain yeh sab…. Manta hoon main… aur mujhe iska koi afsos bhi nahin hain kyun ki main majboor tha aisa karne ke liye….

All the faces present there exchanged a confused gaze with each other and then ACP sir asked…

ACP sir: kaisa majboori?

DCP sir sat down on a chair present there and covered his face with his palms. He took some deep breaths to calm down his emotions and then said after moving his hands away from his face….

DCP sir: Worli area mein ek chota sa orphanage hain, Sunshine Orphanage…. Wahan ke bacche peechle kuch mahino se ek anjaan criminal ki gun point pe hain har waqt…. Uski admi wahan supervisor ki job karta hain…. Wahan un logo ne bomb plant karke rakha hain…. Mujhe dhanki diya gaya tha ki agar main unki baatein na manu to woh log un baccho ko mar dalenge… main Abhijeet ke rescue ke baad uske saath jo kuch bhi karta aaya hoon sab un criminals ke baaton ke anusar hi tha…. Mujhe kaha gaya tha ki mujhe Abhijeet ko tadpana hoga warna woh log wahan ki sare bachchon ko ek ek karke mere aankhon ke saamne mar dalenge…. Wo h log chahte the ki main Abhijeet ko suicide karne ke liye majboor kar doon magar bhala ho Daya ka jo Abhijeet ko kabhi bhi apne saath kuch bura nahin karne diya warna main kabhi apne aapko maaf nahin kar pata….

He then looked up those three pairs of eyes, which was starring towards him with shock, and said in moist tone….

DCP sir: main kya karta aap log hi bataiye…. Meri ek galti se wahan pata nahin kitne masoom jaanein chali jati…. Main bhala tum logo se kitna bhi bura bartav kyun na karu, main bhi to ek cop hoon aur main bhi janta hoon jab kisi criminal ki wajah se kisi cop ka sab kuch chale jaye, to use dosh nahin dete, balki uske saath rehte hain…. Lekin main majboor tha…. Main Abhijeet ke saath khada nahin reh paya…. Jis nafrat ke aag mein maine use jalaya hain, woh kisi aur ki lagayi gayi aag hain, meri nahin…. Aur jab kabhi bhi maine Abhijeet ko us aag mein jalaya hain, main khud bhi utni baar usi aag mein jala hain…. Aur yeh hi sach hain….

DIG sir(in soft tone): tumne kabhi kisi ko is bare mein kuch bataya kyun nahin Shamsher?

DCP sir: main kya karta sir? Woh log har jagah mujh par nazar rakh rahe the, office mein, Headquarters mein yahan tak ki jab main pehli baar hospital aaya tha tab bhi…. Mujhe koi mauka hi nahin mila…. Mujhe maaf kar dijiye aap log…. Aaj meri wajah se hi Abhijeet ko yeh sab kuch….

Daya: maaf to hum karenge hi aapko DCP sir…. Kyun ki ek kahabat hain ki duniya ki sabse badi saza yeh maafi hi to hota hain…. Yeh jo kuch bhi hua na aapke saath, yeh kudrat ka woh tamacha tha jo ek na ek din aapke gaal pe padna hi tha…. Kyun ki bhale hi is baar aapki koi galti nahin tha magar aapne bohot baar hum CID officers ke saath humesha bura hi karte aaye hain, humari majbooriyon ka faida uthate aaye hain…. Ab pata chala aapko ki majboori kaisi hoti hain?

DCP sir lowered his head as he really did not know what to say next. Yes, he might be not wrong this time but what about the other times? It was he who had always taunted Abhijeet about his memory loss and Daya about his orphanage days. He now knew how it feel to be helpless…. He admitted this. Now DIG sir stepped forward with….

DIG sir: tum chinta mat karo Shamsher…. Main aaj hi wahan team bhej raha hoon…. Kisi bacche ko kuch bhi nahin hone dunga main…. Sab theek ho jayega…. Ab bas Abhijeet theek ho jaye…. Abhi bhi gyarah ghante baki hain….

Eleven Hours Later….

Daya saw the news on TV about the current update about those terrorists and his blood boiled up in anger but... but in the very the next moment, Abhijeet's bloodied body and painful silent face appeared in front of his eyes and he shut out everything else. Time was running too slow for him and each and every passing minute increasing his anxiety to a great level. ACP sir and DIG sir tried to persuade him to eat something or to take rest but he just could not do anything bit remained rooted to his spot, outside Abhijeet's cabin. He walked to the doctor's room with them after the dreaded twelve hours wait. He was eagerly waiting for the doctor to tell him that Abhijeet was fine, he was awakened and everything was normal again, just like before... But…

The doctor: we have continuously monitored Mr. Abhijeet for last twelve hours and I can now say that…

Daya interrupted him with a calm tone as...

Daya:He will be back…haina?…..

DIG sir and ACP sir just looked at him. He was staring ahead at the doctor but now he had a small smile on his face….as if he knew... he trusted...

The doctor looked towards him with surprise and said after a slow smile...

Doctor: Yes Mr Daya, he is fighting well... I am just stunned... unhe jitni chotein lagi thi aur jis halat mein unhe yahan laya gaya tha, maine to umeed hi kho diya tha... unke bachne ki koi umeed hi nahin tha... magar he is still fighting... halanki, ab woh coma mein hain... itna zyada blood loss unki already weak body bardash nahin kar paya... hum drips ki istemal kar rahe hain magar itna zyada blood loss aur stress ki wajah se unki heart kafi weak ho gaya hain... upar se unka... aur aap log to coma ka matlab jante hi hain... par ek dum se sab kuch khatam hone se to yeh hi better haina?

DIG sir: doctor use hosh kab tak aayega?

Doctor: Maine bataya nahin, woh coma mein hain... aur is tarah ki patients ki koi guaranty nahin hoti hain ki woh phir kabhi hosh mein aayenge bhi ya nahin... woh sirf kuch machine ke sahare zinda hain... aap log bas yeh hi dua kijiye ki unhe jald se jald hosh aa jaye... baki upar wale ko marzi..

Hum apna kaam kar rahe hain... aap log bhi kijiye...

Daya was looking towards the doctor. His mind had become blank. He could not decide what to do now... whether to feel tensed or to breath. He just kept looking towards her doctor, with a pale face. The doctor looked towards him and said in a soft tone...

The doctor: main aapse yeh nahin kahunga ki tension mat lijiye... par main itna zaroor kahunga ki Mr. Abhijeet ek fighter hain... agar unke jagah koi aur hota to shayad... shayad hi ab tab zinda reh pata is halat mein... to hum umeed laga hi sakte hain ki woh aage ka safar bhi pura kar payenge aur yeh jung jeet bhi jayenge...

Daya looked towards him and opened his mouth now. He said in soft tone...

Daya: doctor ek request hain... kya main har roz sirf paanch minute ke liye uske pass jaa sakta hoon?... just for five minutes doctor... please... main use bilkul bhi disturb nahin karunga... main bas use itna yakeen dilana chahta hoon ki main uska saath hoon aur usika intezaar kar raha hoon... taki woh khud ko apni is ladai mein akela na samjhe aur dum na tod de...

The doctor looked towards him with amazed gaze while ACP sir patted his back with moist eyes. DIG sir too looked towards him with a small smile over his lips. The doctor finally said...

The doctor: theek hain... aap mil sakte hain magar hum aapko day to day basis mein yeh permission de rahe hain... agar aapko Mr. Abhijeet se milna hain to aapko roz yahan aake mujhse permission lena hoga... kyun ki hum nahin chahte ki ab unke health par koi bhi bura asar pade... main aapki bhavnao ki kadar karta hoon magar mere liye mere patient ki jaan se zyada kuch bhi keemti nahin hain...

The term "patient" used for his brother made Daya's heart pinched badly. He closed his eyes to gulp down the ball of pain which had rose across his throat. His eyes were bloodshot and he was already looking at least a decade older within these few hours. He looked tired.

He just looked up towards the doctor and asked in broken tone...

Daya: kya main abhi mere Abhi se mil sakta hoon? Ek baar... please?

The doctor looked towards him and nodded positively with a serious...

The doctor: bas paanch minute ke liye... yaad rakhiyega...

Daya nodded slightly and then came out from the cabin with slow steps. He once looked towards Abhijeet's cabin when felt a tug on his shirt sleeve from behind. He turned and saw a little boy was present there with a small gift pack in his hand. Daya smiled forcefully and asked in soft tone..

Daya: haan beta... kisse milna hain aapko?

The boy: aap Daya uncle haina? Abhijeet uncle ka bhai?

Daya: haan beta... main hu Daya uncle hoon... aap kaun hain? Aur kya kaam hain aapko mujhse?

The boy handed the gift pack to him and said...

The boy: yeh Abhijeet uncle ne mujhe diya tha aapko dene ke liye...

Daya looked up towards him with a jerk hearing his brother's name. He held the gift pack with trembling hands and asked in broken tone...

Daya: kab diya tha usne yeh tumhe?

The boy: jab unhone mujhe bachane ke liye goli kha li tab... unhone mujhse yeh bhi kaha tha woh ise collect karne ke liye hi aaj bahar aaye tha... yeh lijiye... main chalta hoon...

He ran away and Daya sat down before unwrapping the gift pack as he felt that he needed support to see what had his brother sent for him through this boy. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath to calm himself down and then unwrapped the gift pack, which was perhaps his brother's last gift for him.

A Beautiful photograph came out from the gift where Abhijeet and Daya was hugging each other with bright smiles playing over their lips. Abhijeet was not like before but was with his burnt face... yet his smile and bright eyes were indicating how happy he was despite being in such condition. A line was calligraphied at the below of the photo as...

Wish you a very happy rebirth of our legendary friendship Daya. May this new beginning bring new happiness in our lives.

With love,

Abhijeet

He was just staring towards the photograph, when he felt a warm touch over his shoulder. He looked up to find ACP sir was looking towards him with moist eyes. He hugged him with force and began to cry badly. No words were really needed to express his pain. He just cried. Just cried... venting out the poisonous pain stored in his heart since long. ACP sir patted his head gently, waiting him to stop... but never ordered him to be. He knew him.

His son!

After a while Daya left him and stood up from his seat. He wiped away his tears and tucked his shirt in before meeting Abhijeet. He was half expecting him to maybe had woken up already and he did not want him to see him in this state. He gingerly walked inside the dimly lit room. The doctor has warned him from not talking or disturbing Abhijeet in any way. His brain required complete rest to recover from the injury and hence the room was dimly lit and no one was allowed beside him or to meet him.

His eyes were boxed shut and his face had bruises that were blue. He turned his face away, wiping his tears as he could picture his agony and it pained him a lot. Without wasting his time, he came near and just placed his hands on his, entwining his fingers with his while speaking in his heart...

Daya(in mind):Abhi, I am sorry, main janta hoon ki tum bohot takleef mein ho, main bas tumhe yeh hi kehne aaya hoon ki bas tum haar mat manna yaar... main tumhare saath hoon aur mujhe tumhari zaroorat hain... I need you more than ever now. Please don't leave me. Waada karo..., please. I will be with you forever.

For a second, Daya felt Abhijeet was tightening his grip on his hands, he looked up but Abhijeet was still lifeless. He looked down at his hands, could not decide whether he imagined it or really did Abhijeet react to his presence. His heart filled with solace, he was hopeful he would overcome... no... he corrected... they both would overcome this and would be happy again. He smiled at him and kissed his hand gently as his forehead was covered by a bog bandage.

He came out of the room and watched him from the small glass window... the hours of his wait had began again, which will be never ending this time... perhaps!

END OF THE CHAPTER

So will the wait of Daya become fruitful? Will Abhijeet recover again from the coma? What will the future of this legendary friendship? Will Abhijeet get the chance to punish Surya? If anything happens to Abhijeet, will Daya be able to punish Surya? Will DIG sir take back Abhijeet in CID? Will Abhijeet agree to join CID again? Stay tuned to know more.

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