34. Chapter 34
Time passed away so swiftly as if it was a day ago when one came out from his mother's womb and the next day he was struggling for his career. Though there had been improvement of modern technology, there was a minimum chance of invention of that machine which would stop the flow of time.
Along with time, the situations and angle of view too changed. Here in CID Mumbai, the situation and mood too had changed. It was six long months after Abhijeet had rejoined CID but the none of the CID bureau was happy at all. A hidden stream of tension and stream was flowing under the imposed normalcy of them... which could not be seen, yet to be felt.
Dard mein dard mein
A suffocating silence and pressed tension had covered the usual cheerfulness and energy of the CID Mumbai, which had snatched the smile of the young CID officers who were hell tensed for two of their senior colleagues who was more than seniors for them. They were anxious about their future.
Abhijeet was seemed to be sitting in his desk, burying his head in the desk. He had works to do but could not concentrate on it. He, the man who was always ready with smart comebacks and tease even in front of weapons, was scared today.
Scared of the voice inside his heart, which was lurking to end him... and to pull him down to the unending nothingness. He was actually feeling guilty! A thick layer of guilt had covered the ever present wounds of his heart, thus paining them more. His eyes were heavy and dull with his face was pale. Even a stranger could understand his mental condition after giving just one look over his face.
Dard mein nikle dilon se
Daya entered the bureau and took a glance of Abhijeet's desk where he found him sitting in the above mentioned position. He could not help feeling guilty. He knew what pain his buddy was enduring but what could he do even? He too was the victim of the same situation but Abhijeet's condition was worse than him...
And he knew what was the reason!
Marhame marhame
He went to him and touched his head softly which made Abhijeet look up towards him. Daya could notice an unspoken pain in his eyes so he smiled towards him. Abhijeet remained starring towards him for sometimes and then hugged him from his waist strongly.
Rakh de dilon ki dua dua
Daya smiled and began to fondle his head softly. Abhijeet closed his eyes and uttered in pain...
Abhijeet: aisa nahin hona chahiye tha na Daya? Aisa kyun hua yaar? Main unka kitna adaar karta tha... lekin mere hi saamne... hum unhe nahin bacha paye yaar... humare aankhon ke saamne hi...
Daya tightened his grip over Abhijeet's body and whispered softly...
Daya: main bhi yeh hi soch raha hoon Abhi... hum to unse kitna pyar karte the na... phir humare hi saamne... par is mein humare to koi galti nahin thi na yaar? Unhone hi to humare saath bilkul cooperate nahin kiya tha... hum kar bhi kya sakte the...
Abhijeet separated himself from Daya and said in pain...
Abhijeet: Daya main bhi woh sab kuch seh chuka hoon yaar... main soch bhi nahin sakta ki unke saath bhi aisa kuch... (after a pause)... ab unka kya hoga yaar?
Niraasha dale
Daya knelt down in front of him, grabbed his hand and pressed it softly with...
Daya: Abhi... main tumhare jung ka har ek pal apne aankhon se dekha hoon... main samajhta hoon yaar tumhare dard...
Abhijeet: aur saath bhi the... isliye hi to jeet paya hoon...
Daya(with a sweet smile): jaisa tumne jeeta hain, waise hi woh bhi jeetenge... zaroor jeetenge...
Abhijeet: par har kisike pass tum jaisa rishta to hota nahin haina yaar... mere saath tum the, isliye mujhe takat mila tha par kya sabke pass aise rishtein hote hain?
Daya: sabke pass rishtein hote hain boss... sabke apne hote hain... aur unka apna bhi unke saath denge... haina boss? Aur waise bhi hume bhi unke bare mein nahin, balki humare khud ke sochna chahiye... I know yeh bohot selfish wali baat ho gayi magar kya kare?... unke saath jo kuch bhi hua uska asar humare zindagi mein bhi padega... aur woh bhi bohot buri tarah se...
Abhijeet: haan Daya... tum theek keh rahe ho... lekin mujhe unke liye bohot bura lag raha hain...
Daya: haan mujhe bhi... lekin hum kar bhi kya sakte hain Abhi?
Khile jo kyaari mein
At that time ACP sir entered the bureau and saw duo in such position. His facial expression was clearly indicating that he had heard all the conversations going between this two friends. So he said in soft tone...
ACP sir: haan Abhijeet, Daya sahi keh raha hain... abhi to tumlogo ko apne future ke bare mein sochna chahiye... us din jo kuch bhi hua uske wajah se bohot problem start ho gaya hain... Headquarters aur media, sabke nazar ab tum dono par hi hain... aur woh victim bhi tum dono ke khilaaf kuch actions to lega hi... ab to tum dono ko bohot savdhan rehna hoga...
Abhijeet: kyun sir? Jo bhi hua us mein humara kya galti thi? Baki sab bhi yeh hi kahenge... aur unhone bhi humare saath bilkul bhi cooperate nahin kar rahe the...
Daya: haan sir Abhi theek keh raha hain... agar galti kisi ka hain to woh unka hi...
ACP sir: woh sab main nahin janta... tum dono khud ko aane wale musibat ke liye taiyar kar lo... aur haan is mein mujhse koi madad ki umeed mat rakhna... samjhe?
He entered in his cabin leaving Abhijeet and Daya starring towards him with firm and tough glance. They exchanged a strong gaze with each other and Abhijeet said in firm tone...
Abhijeet: Daya, raasta hume mil gaya hain aur hum usi raastein mein chalenge... hume kisi aur ki madad ki koi zaroorat nahin hain...
Daya: haan Abhi... yeh ladai humari hain aur hum ise humare dum par hi ladenge...
Abhijeet: aur mujhe puri yakeen hain ki hum humare is ladai ko jeetenge bhi...
Daya(with a smile): aakhir humara saath hi to humara takat hain...
Dil ki zameen ki dua
Abhijeet just smiled looking towards him. Daya could notice that his brown eyes were very much bright reflecting fire strength and confidence. Yes it was their fight and they should complete the mission which he had began together. The strong grip on each other's hand was nothing but the symbol of their unity which was going to be their most effective weapon in the upcoming war of their life.
Diaasha poori kare
After the lunch break, Abhijeet was doing some file works in the bureau while Daya had gone to catch a ruthless criminal with a team of juniors. He went to the record room to bring an important file when he heard a chaos from the bureau hall. He tiptoed came near the door and peeped out to find a criminal, whose hand was tied with handcuffs, was standing in the middle of the bureau hall while requesting ACP sir with baby like voice as while jumping like s kid...
Criminal: maine kuch nahin kiya hain uncle... mujhe chod do warna...
ACP sir: warna kya?
Criminal: warna main aapko kat dunga... mere daant bohot sharp hain... (showing his teeth)... yeh dekhiye... haina sharp?... (cried)... main to ek chaar saal ka baccha hoon na? To phir aapne mujhe pakadke kyun hain? Mujhe mummy ke pass jana chana... MUMMY!... mummy ke pass le chalo na... (turning to Purvi)... didi hi le chalo na... (turning back to ACP sir)... le chaliye na dadaji... bhagwan aapka bhala karega...
Each and every eyes if the CID officers present there contained nothing but plain irritation and anger in them as they clearly knew that he was not actually mentally ill but pretending so to escape punishment. But Abhijeet's heart missed a bit as his eyes fell down the face of the criminal. He had not seen the face of the criminal before as there was no photo of him in their records.
Jo bhi zindagi mein kami thi dua
And he needed only a part of the hundredth part of a single second to recognize that face!
The face who was responsible for his condition!
How could ever he forget that face?
He could not!
Never!
Andhere tarse
He sat down on the floor of the record room with a thud, still in awestruck condition. He just could not believe that life had brought him in such turning of roads! One hand, his career and future were at risk and on the other hand, he was getting a golden opportunity to punish his criminal. All what he needed was just revelation of the secret to Daya or anybody else.
Khuda ke ghar se
He stepped out towards the hall but the just then his eyes caught the gaze of the criminal's eyes... the eyes which was full of extreme hatred and anger. And this sight was sufficient to made him a step back. He knew that gaze!
This same gaze he had seen in this same eyes while he was torturing him!
Ujaale na kyun barse
This single memory was able to create a mess inside him. He began to feel uncomfortable while beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He took some steps backwards, just to hide himself from those hateful and teasing gaze.
Those eyes... those eyes were sufficient to made him feel nauseous. He felt that a bitter bile was rising across his throat which was making him feel just disgusting! There was a small pit, he felt in his chest, which was making him feel suffocated. He felt the temperature of the room was too high for him, for which his discomfort was rising high. He felt his head had become empty yet a throbbing pain was hammering inside his head. He grabbed his head tightly in his hand.
Guzaare kaise saza ke jaise
Finally, he felt that a bitter, distasteful and viscous water had filled in his mouth. He felt extremely nauseous and rushed towards the washroom after banging open the record room. The criminal did not see him as he had been already taken to the interrogation room by Sachin and Nikhil. Daya had gone to ACP sir's cabin for any urgent work, but the other juniors noticed his action and got anxious about his health.
They discussed something and Purvi slowly went to ACP sir's cabin to call Daya as she knew that Abhijeet was comfortable with him only, not with them. She gulped down in fear and knocked the door with...
Din namo ke lagey arse
Purvi: Daya sir... woh Abhijeet sir...
Hearing his buddy's name, he jumped out from his seat and came near the door with...
Daya(in anxious tone): kya hua Abhijeet ko? Woh theek to haina?
Purvi: nahin... woh achanak washroom ke daur bhag gaye... shayad unka tabiyat theek nahin hain...
Daya: accha? Accha main dekhta hoon...
He ran out from the cabin and came near the washroom door but did not knock it as he wanted to provide the required time and space which he knew Abhijeet needed this time.
On the other hand, Abhijeet flanged open the door of the washroom and rushed to the washbasin after covering his mouth with his hands. He bolted the door from inside and began to vomit out whatever he had eaten during the lunch break... and lastly came out the bitter bile. After a while, he wiped away his face and sat down on the floor of the washroom while attaching his back with the wall. His sighs were really high.
Sab sajde mein... sajde mein
At the same time, he heard some soft knocks on the door. He stood up with difficulty and washed his face properly. Then he opened the door to find Daya was standing outside with concern and tension in his eyes. Abhijeet lowered his eyes as he did not want to share the story he had stored inside his heart... not because of his fear, but he did not want Daya to torture his criminal as they were in problem already. He just wanted to avoid anymore problem. He knew that if he told everything to Daya, he would never spare that man... and this was what he did not want... but he needed to reduce his discomfort and pain too. So he said in low tone...
Dua Karo
Abhijeet: restroom chale Daya?
Daya said nothing but grabbed his hand gently and they went to the restroom. Abhijeet sat down on the sofa of the room and Daya bolted the door from inside.
Awaaz do
Here in the interrogation room, Sachin and Nikhil were really having a hard time to collect confession from that criminal. The criminal were irritating them by his fake childish behaviours and his damn irritating tantrums. They were starring towards him while he was hopping like a kid with...
Criminal: main ghar jaunga... yeh uncles mujhe ghar nahin jane dena chahte hain... koi mujhe nikalo...
At that moment, Abhijeet entered the room with a smirk playing over his lips. The criminal stopped on his tracks seeing him. A surprised glance appeared in his eyes while Sachin and Nikhil looked towards Abhijeet with question.
He signalled them to leave and sat down in front of the criminal. Sachin closed the door and came out from the room with Nikhil. Purvi came to them and said in anxious tone...
Purvi: sir Abhijeet sir theek to hain?
A voice from behind startled them with...
Voice: woh theek hain Purvi... aur abhi woh is pagal ko bhi theek kar dega... chinta mat karo...
They turned behind to found Daya was standing there with a firm expression stuck over his face. He again said in strong tone...
Daya: haan... tum sab dekh lena ki kaise mera Abhi ab us pagal ki pagalpan theek kar dega!
On the other hand, Abhijeet was looking towards the criminal's eyes who was looking towards him with a smirk playing over his lips. He could notice a deep hatred and tease in those black pair of eyes which made him stiff suddenly.
A cold stream ran down across his stream and his body shivered a bit after finding himself so close to one of his attacker again... and that also, alone... all by himself. He was again feeling that those hands were grabbing his body tightly and his own mind was breaking his trust... fearing. He just closed his eyes... not because of fear, but due to extreme disgust and hatred.
Abhijeet opened his eyes feeling a warm touch over his heart. He smiled as he could easily recognize that touch... it was his brother's touch who had told him this just some minutes ago...
Daya: main nahin janta Abhi ki tum is tarah ghabda kyun gaye? Aur mujhe yeh janna bhi nahin hain... kyun ki mujhe tum par pura bharosa hain... maine tumhare itne lambe jung ke har ek pal pe tumhara saath diya hain aur mujhe maloom hain tum is baar bhi apni pareshani ko haraoge hi...
He looked towards the criminal who was still smirking. He knew that he would have to win over this brute. Not only for himself but also for his brother. If he get defeated today, it would be the defeat of his brother and his trust and love...
And he could never let this happen...
Kabhi bina baaton ke bhi
He put his eyes directly on the criminal's eyes... and a sharp eye lock continued till long. Both were engaged in a huge mental fight and they knew that they would need the last drop of the mental strength they had to win this fight. Both the eyes were reflecting hatred, anger, disgust, anger in them along with sparks of confidence. They both were squeezing out each and every drop of strength they had in their minds.
Khole bina honthon ko bhi
Both of them had boxed their teeth and were sweating profusely but were still maintaining the eye lock. It seemed that if humans possessed the power of burning down something through their eyes, then nothing but the burnt dead bodies of two men would have been found there, in the interrogation room of Mumbai CID bureau. Bur fortunately no human had ever possessed such powers since the origin of the human race and so these two men!
Awaaz do
The criminal was the first to break the eye lock as he was drained out of his mental strength. Actually, he was scared... scared of this man, sitting in front of him. He had never seen an acid attack victim with such mental power to defeat a hard core man like him. This was just unbelievable! So he decided to apply the old weapon he was using since last some hours. He again began to hop with a childish...
Criminal: uncle mujhe gaud mein lo na... mujhe chocolate dijiye na...
Abhijeet(in firm tone): mujhe pehchan rahe ho Suraj? (A\N: How many of you had thought him to be Surya? Please answer honestly)
Suraj: Suraj? Kaun Suraj uncle? Meea naam to Chintu hain... (coming closer to him)... uncle mujhe chocolate nahin denge?
Abhijeet(with tease): kya baat hain? Tumhe tumhara khud ka naam yaad nahin hain? Kamaal hain! Us raat to mujhe bol rahe the ki main dimagi mariz hoon... ab kya hua?
Suraj: kab bola tha uncle? Main to aapko pehli baar dekh raha hoon na?
Abhijeet: ohho to tum mujhe pehli baar dekh rahe ho? Tumhe kuch bhi yaad nahin hain? Tab to tumhe 26th August 2019... yeh date bhi yaad nahin hain... haina?
Suraj: kya bole jaa rahe hain aap uncle? Aur aap jaao yahan se... aapko dekh kar dar lag raha hain mujhe... bilkul ek bhoot jaise dikhte ho aap?
Abhijeet now stood up and walked to Suraj in low steps while made him step backwards. Abhijeet now hugged him softly while placing Suraj's head on his own chest. He began to fondle his head softly and said in such a cute tone, which was usually used by parents while caressing their new born baby...
Abhijeet: awwwwww! Aapko kuch bhi yaad nahin hain? Aur aapko mujhe dekhke dar lag raha hain... (Suraj nodded positively)... awwwwww babu darte nahin! Main abhi tumhe yaad dilata hoon... maine jo date bataya hain, us raat tum isi shahar ki ek bandh pare ice factory mein the... akele nahin balki kayi aur logo ke saath... aur unka head tha Surya, jo ki tumhare cousin brother bhi hain...
At this point of time, he stopped fondling Suraj's hairs and tightened his grip on them. Suraj felt pain and tried to push him away but he had forgotten that the person around him was none other than senior inspector Abhijeet, whose heart was made of steel for his enemies. The grip was iron strong!
Aaj do
Abhijeet intentionally trapped his fingers in the hairs of Suraj and began to try to pull them out with a calm yet firm...
Abhijeet: wahan tum logo ko ek kamre mein le jaya gaya jahan ek kaidi ko ek kursi se bandhke rakha gaya tha... woh admi tab adhi neend mein tha par sab kuch samajh sakta tha... to use us halat mein tum logo ke saamne pesh kiya gaya tha...
Aaj awaaz do
He teared some of his hairs to free his one finger and said in same tone while fondling his back with his other hand...
Abhijeet: maloom hain uske baad tum logo ne kya kiya tha? Tum logo ne us insan ko kaske pakad liye, itna kaske ki uski puri jism mein dard ho gaya tha usi waqt hi... phir tumne uska baal pakda...
He released him with a jerk and grabbed his hairs with his total strength which made Suraj's face wrinkled in pain while a sharp scream came out from his mouth as...
Suraj: aah!
Abhijeet: awwwwww babu! Dard ho raha hain kya mere bacche ho?
Suraj: haan uncle...
He bent down and brought his face near his face and said in same tone...
Abhijeet: pata hain... us insan ko bhi itna hi dard hua tha... woh bhi aise hi cheenkha tha... par maloom hain, kisi ne us pe dhyan hi nahin diya... phir tum logo ne us admi ke chehre pe thoda thoda karke acid dalte rahe... aur uske bare mein kaafi sare baatein bhi karte rahe...
Aaj do
Suraj struggled a bit to free himself but Abhijeet was Abhijeet! He did not release him, but kept starring towards him with a smirk. Suraj now tried to move away with...
Suraj: chee! Gandi baat! Nahin sunna hain mujhe!
Abhijeet: aley aley! Sunna to tumhe padega hi na babu! Yaaddash jo wapas lana hain! Haina?
He suddenly released his hairs and grabbed his cheeks tightly with a hateful...
Abhijeet: aur tumhe maloom hain woh insan main hi tha... (Suraj looked towards him)... haan main... senior inspector Abhijeet! Us raat us chair par tumne jise torture kiya tha na woh main hi tha... yaad hain kaise cheenkha tha maine us raat? Kitna cheenkha tha? kitna chillaya tha? Par tum mein se kisi ne bhi mujh par taras nahin khaya... (tightening his grip more)... aur us raat jisne mujhe sabse zyada torture jisne kiya woh tum the... woh tum hi the na jis ne us raat mere baalon ko kheech kheechke phad rahe the, mujhe sabse zyada mara tha, mere ateet air bhabishya ko leke sabse gandi galiyan de rahe the aur yaad hain jab woh acid ka glass tumhare haathon mein aaya tha tab tumne kya kiya tha?
Dil pe sahi
He released him with a jerk and shouted in a low pitched voice...
Abhijeet: tum hi the woh jisne mere gale ko bhi jala diya tha, acid ki choti choti boonde dal rahe the mere chehre par taki mujhe zyada takleef ho... tumne mujh par itna torture kiya tha, mere jism pe itna ghaw diya tha ki main bar bar behosh ho raha tha... magar tum...
Dil mein nahin
He hit his neck with the side of his palm with an angry...
Abhijeet: tum mujhe bar bar thappad mar make jaga rahe the... yaad hain kitne mote lohe ki dande se mare the tumne mujhe? Main bar bar behosh ho raha tha isliye mujhe saza dene ke liye tumne mere hatheli par jalta hua match stick rakhke jala diye the... us raat mere saath wahan jo kuch kiya gaya tha woh main kabhi nahin bhool paunga... aur na hi main yeh bhool paunga ki us raat ki woh sari janwaro mein sabse berehem tum hi the... aur sabse zyada josh mein bhi tum the...
Dono dil ki chuno toh bhi
He released him and went to the door as he knew that it was the proper time to apply the most destructive weapon he had. He stopped and turned behind with...
Abhijeet: magar I am sorry to say... un logo mein se sabse zyada kamzor bhi tum hi the... kamzor matlab kamzor... beemar!... mansik roop se beemar... tum apni beemari chupane ke liye hi berehemi aur zulm ka sahara lete ho... agar tum normal hote to kya itna berehem ho pate? Utna violent bhi ho pate? Zyada aggressive hona ya zyada violent hona ek pagal ka nishni hota hain... ab main jake ACP sir se keh deta hoon ki woh tumhe asylum bhejne ki taiyari kare... kya hain ki ek pagal ka ilaaj to sirf pagalkhane mein hi ho sakta hain... haina?
Awaaz do aaj do
He went to the door after having a glance of Suraj's face which was boiling in anger and hatred. Abhijeet stepped out of the room with a smirking...
Abhijeet: bas abhi aate hi honge asylum wale... wait karo thoda...
Aaj awaaz do
He was closing the door from outside when Suraj dived on him from inside and threw him on the floor while pressing his throat tightly with an angry shout as...
Suraj: kya kaha? Main pagal hoon? Pagal to tu hain! Sa* ... us raat ki mar kam pad gaya tha tujhe? Koi baat nahin! Aaj main dikhata hoon ki kaun pagal hain kaun nahin!
He began to strangle Abhijeet ruthlessly who were struggling to free himself but could not succeed as Suraj was desperate to hurt him. He was feeling suffocating and tried to throw Suraj away from his chest, who was strangling him with all of his powers.
Andhere tarse
At that moment, a strong kick on Suraj's back compelled him to move away from Abhijeet's chest. Daya, the kicker gave his hand to Abhijeet, who stood up from the floor with difficulty. Daya pointed his finger towards Suraj, who was lying on the floor at a metre distance, and said in firm tone...
Daya: khabardar jo mere bhai ko haath lagaya...
Khuda ke ghar se
Suraj too stood up and shouted in frustration...
Suraj: hazar baar lagaunga haath main ise... ek do kaudi ki inspector jiske pass khud ko bacahane ka bhi dum nahin hain, uske chehre pe to thukne ka bhi dil nahin karta... khud ki munh kala hone ki bawajood bhi dusro ko kamzor kehta phirta hain... iski to...
Guzaare kaise saza ke jaise
He tried to step towards Abhijeet but Sachin now grabbed him tightly. He looked around towards all the CID officers and again shouted...
Suraj: kya hua? Aise aankhe phad phadke kya dekh rahe ho? Kuch nahin hua hain mujhe... main bilkul theek hoon... dekhna hain to us duffer ko dekho... jise kuch...
He could not complete his sentence as a strong blow landed on his face. He maintained his balance with difficulty and looked up towards the attacker... it was none other than ACP sir who said in chewing tone...
ACP sir: khabardar jo ek bhi labz apne gandi zuban se nikali mere Abhijeet ke liye... woh jo bhi jaisa bhi ho mera officer hain, mera beta hain... aur sabse badi baat, is CID team ka ek hissa hain... jo usne apne dum pe wapas paya hain... ab to tum par Nisha ki qatal ke saath saath Abhijeet ki kidnapping aur us par hua acid attack ka bhi charge lagne wala hain... le jaao use.
Sab sajde mein... sajde mein
He went to his cabin while Daya and Abhijeet exchanged a confused glance with each other due to that "mere Abhijeet". Sachin took Suraj inside the cabin while Abhijeet returned to his desk without any words. Daya turned to the juniors and signalled them not to keep starring towards Abhijeet now as he knew that his brother was never comfortable with this type of curious glances.
Dua karo
He too returned to his own desk and picked up a file after taking a silent glance of his brother who was sitting in his desk silently, like a stone statue, with his eyes closed. He understood that whatever he did today had cost him an immense amount of mental strength... now he needed rest, comfort and sooth. He smiled.
Awaaz do
He was thinking about today's incidents when the main door of the bureau flanged open and some people entered the bureau smartly, headed by DCP sir. DCP sir went in the space between Daya and Abhijeet's desk and said in firm tone..
DCP sir: senior inspector Daya and senior inspector Abhijeet, you both are under arrest!
END OF THE CHAPTER
So has anybody's jaw dropped during chapter? Why was Daya and Abhijeet under burden of guilt? What had happened? And whom they were talking about? Who was the victim? Why DCP sir has come to arrest Daya and Abhijeet? What is the mystery they are talking about? Are they really guilty or innocent? Will they ever be able to come out from all these? If yes, then how? How will public and media react to this? What had Abhijeet seen in that newspaper? Stay tuned to know more.
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