27. Chapter 27
The doctor looked towards him in firm gaze and said with the same firmness in his voice...
The doctor: haan yeh... sheesha... mirror... aap aaj ke baad ise bhi apne zindagi mein phir se shamil karenge jaise aapne apni himmat aur khushiyon ko kiya hain...
Abhijeet did not reply anything but kept starring towards the mirror silently. Then he kept the mirror aside with a low...
Abhijeet: doctor please... mujhse nahin hoga...
The doctor now signalled Daya, who nodded a bit and then sat beside Abhijeet while grabbing his hand with...
Daya: kyun nahin hoga Abhi? Zaroor hoga...
Abhijeet: Daya please... main jab bhi mere is jale huye chehre ko dekhta hoon to mujhe mere asli chehre ki yaad aa jata hain... mujhe bohot takleef hota hain tab Daya please baat ko samjho...
Daya(in calm tone): main to samajh raha hoon Abhi par tum samajh nahin rahe ho... kab tak bhagoge tum is sach se? Khudke chehre se? Apne aap se? Yeh tumhara is tarah sheesha na dekhna kya tumhari kamzori ko hi saabit nahin karta Abhijeet?
Abhijeet(in firm tone): Daya please... tum jante ho ki main kamzor nahin hoon... is dard ka, is takleef ka saamna karne ki kabiliyat hain mujh mein...
Daya: yeh himmat jo tumne abhi dikhaya na boss, bas iski hi ek choti si hissa tumhe phir se istemal karna hoga... aur main yeh janta hoon ki tum yeh zaroor kar sakoge... kyun main in saalon mein dekh chuka hoon ki agar tum kuch than lo, to namumkin ko bhi asaani se mumkin kar sakte ho... air yakeen mano, jo dard tum peechle kuch mahino se bardash karke ek baar phir se aone pairon mein khada hone ki taraf kadam badha rahe ho na, agar woh dard mere hisse mein aaya hota to main shayad kab ka haar maan liya hota... aur phir ab to tum theek ho rahe ho... ab kis cheez ka dar? Ab zindagi ki ek nayi raah khulne wala hain tumhare liye... (A\N: Daya sir is only motivating Abhijeet sir, I did not mean to say him weak than Abhijeet sir. For me, duo is equally strong)
Ruk jana nahin tu kahin haar ke...
Abhijeet silently kept staring towards him and then picked up the mirror in his hand with a calm yet strong...
Abhijeet: aaj aap mere bandages kholenge na doctor? Khol dijiye... main taiyar hoon...
Kaanton pe chalke
The doctor smiled broadly and Daya stood up from Abhijeet's bed. The doctor signalled him to leave the place as he wanted Abhijeet face himself all by himself at this important of his life. He just wanted to him to fight all of his agonies himself and then to face the world in an extremely strong attire... because he knew that in this cruel world, it was the fighter person who was able to survive. The world or the society had never cared for any weak person, who had lost the race. It only loved to praise the winner. And victory was gained by struggle only, not by tears or requests.
Milenge saaye bahaar ke
The doctor slowly began to unwrap the bandage tied around his face while Abhijeet closed his eyes. Not due to fear, but due to extreme anxiety. And he himself did not know the reason behind the anxiety... he had accepted this bitter truth of his life, had learnt to live with this burnt face... then why?
O raahi, o raahi
O raahi, o raahi
The doctor finally removed the cotton gauzes from his face and said in soft tone...
The doctor: ab aap aankein khol sakte hain Mr. Abhijeet... ho gaya...
Abhijeet slowly opened his eyes as he felt cold breezes blew across his face. He touched his face a bit and then picked up the mirror. He brought it at the level of his face and then looked at it... towards the shadow of his own face!
Sooraj dekh ruk gaya hain
It was a face with no eyebrows and was totally blackish. But the burnt cells over his face was removed now. And his face had become totally smooth. The scaly structure of his face was no more present. It all had been removed! But it was totally blackish. But it was recognizable that it was the face of him... The burnt marks had not faded away. But it was much better than before.
Tere aage jhuk gaya hain
A teary smile appeared on Abhijeet's face as he looked through the mirror. His face! His own face, which he himself was unable to recognize some days ago also, was now much better... much presentable! He could easily relate himself with the face present in the mirror! Yes... it was he! Abhijeet Srivastava!
Jab kabhi aise koi mastana
Some tear drops came out from his eyes as his happiness meant no bound today! He touched his face and after so many days, he could feel that touch from the core of his heart. He did not know how he was feeling exactly! He was feeling that he was seeing his own face after so many days and this feeling was providing him an extreme sooth. He began to fondle his face and tears were running from his eyes like stream!
Finally he hugged the mirror around his chest and burst out into tears. He began to cry loudly with loud screams. He led himself fall down on the pillow and continued to cry madly! His tears and his scream were clearly indicating how happy he was today!
Nikle hai apni dhun mein deewana
Daya rushed entered the cabin, listening his crying voice and got shocked seeing Abhijeet crying such madly and the doctor standing there, beside the bed with a broad smile over his lips! He looked towards the doctor who signalled him to go near Abhijeet with a smiling face.
Daya went near Abhijeet and put his hand over his shoulder with a hesitating...
Daya: boss!
In response, Abhijeet sat up with a jerk and hugged him tightly. He was still crying but now a sweet smile had appeared in his teary face. Daya was really understanding through what Abhijeet might be going through just now, so he did not interfere and let him cry because he had now understood that his buddy was really happy today!
Shaam suhani ban jaate hain
He waited with patience until Abhijeet stopped his crying. He felt that he was not crying anymore, but was still sobbing. He smiled and began to rub his back softly with...
Daya: bas bas... aur rote nahin... ab to hasne ki din hain Abhi... shant ho jaao...
Abhijeet nodded and separated himself from Daya while wiping away his tears. He then grabbed the doctor's hands with a happy and gratified...
Abhijeet: thank you doctor... aap nahin jante hain ki aapne mujhe kitni badi khushi diya hain aaj... mujhe na jane kab se is din ka intezaar tha... thank you doctor... thank you very much... thanks a lot...
Din intezar ke
The doctor smiled at him and said in soft tone...
The doctor: yeh to bas shurwat hain sir... ab se aap bas aise hi khush rahenge... sab kuch theek ho jayega dheere dheere...
Abhijeet nodded with a big smile while Daya pressed his palm slightly, assuring him of all being turned into normal slowly and gradually. Abhijeet too smiled at him.
After a week...
At 7:30 PM
Daya climbed upstairs to the terrace and found Abhijeet standing there, attaching his elbows with the railing of the terrace. He went beside him and stood there, beside him, attaching his back with the railing. Both remained standing there silently for a while until Daya spoke up in low tone...
Daya: kab flight hain kal?
Abhijeet(in low tone): subah... 7:20 baje... wahan landing hoga 9:45 baje agar sab kuch theek raha to...
Daya: oh!
Again a deep silence prevailed between them. None of them did not speak anything, though they had many things to say. But they did not know how to open up in front of each other. They were silent... just witnessing the passing moments... wishing to stop them.
Aye jaate hue lamhonZara thehro, zara thehro
Daya again initiated to speak with...
Daya: packing ho gaya hain?
Abhijeet only nodded while still thinking whether he was taking the right decision of leaving the city or not? Though he had prepared himself mentally for this, but still his heart was breaking thinking about the upcoming future.
Main bhi to chalta hoon
Finally, he could not bear the doubt anymore and asked in doubtful tone..
Abhijeet: Daya... kya main sahi kar raha hoon?
Daya looked towards him with a jerk. He really did not have any answer of this question as he himself was anxious due to this same question. So he remained looking towards the darkness ahead with fixed gaze. Abhijeet again said in low tone...
Abhijeet: sirf ek raat aur... phir ek anjaan shahar... ek anjaan jagah
Daya: kya tum is faisle se khush ho Abhi?
Abhijeet(in absentminded tone): shayad...
Daya: agar tumhe is faisle se khushi nahin hain, to le kyun rahe ho?
Abhijeet(in confused tone): to kya mujhe peeche hat jana chahiye? Ticket cancel kar dena chahiye?
Daya now faced Abhijeet with a soft yet firm...
Daya: woh tumhara faisla hona chahiye Abhi... main bas itna kehna chahta hoon ki agar tum koi faisla le lete ho to tumhe us par afsos nahin, balki guroor hona chahiye... tum samjh rahe ho na main kya kehna chahta hoon? Tum bas apne faisle pe are rehna chahiye... aur haan, yeh bhi yaad rakhna ki tum chahe jo bhi faisla loge, main humesha tumhare saath hoon...
Abhijeet smiled towards him and held his palm softly. Daya too pressed it lightly without any words. Abhijeet too did not say anything but remained starring towards the floor of the terrace silently for some times. Finally he spoke...
Abhijeet: to humare pass ab sirf aaj raat ki waqt hain... tumhare saath sirf aaj ki ek raat hi beeta sakta hoon main?
Daya tightened his grip on his palm with a soft...
Daya: Hey Abhi! Kya hua yaar? Baat to aise kar rahe ho jaise tum humesha ke liye jaa rahe ho mujhe chod kar? Aisa thodi na hain yaar... tum to wapas aa jaoge... waise aaoge na?
Abhijeet looked towards him with an irritating gaze and...
Abhijeet: kya Daya? Matlab kuch bhi haan? Maine kaha haina ki main aa jaunga wapas jab mujhe sahi lagega?... (in emotional tone)... mujhe bas tab tak ka waqt chahiye Daya...
Zara unse milta hoon
Daya smiled with a shrug. But he could sense that his heart was bursting in pain while doing all these, still he kept the smile unharmed over his lips. Abhijeet too could sense this, but he did not say anything. Because they really did not need any words for understanding each other feelings. And what could he do also, in this situation?
After some minutes, both climbed downstairs and went to bed after completing dinner, still silently, but the night was not so easy to be spent. The angel of sleep did not give her favour to any pair of the eyes tonight! Both the pairs of eyes remained wide opened and it was more painful than those nights, when both had to remain awaken for each... one due to extreme mental pain and another for being the support of his buddy! And today... words had ceased between these two. Though they wanted to share each other's feelings and pains, still no lips was ready to open tonight!
Jo ek baat dil mein hai unse kahoon
But was the reason behind this?
Was not Daya happy that his Abhi took a decision of building a separate personality after coming out from his shadow? No, it was wrong! Rather than he was happy that at last, his Abhijeet had taken a firm decision and was acting accordingly, first time after that incident...
Was Abhijeet wishing that Daya would come and stop him from leaving? No, rather than he was happy that there was at least someone in this world, who still supported him in his every decisions...
No...
Just Nothing...
How many nights were there in this twenty years? Seven thousand three hundred and four nights! So many nights! They had spent so many nights in this precious relationship! And now, there was going to be a separation in this relationship! And none of them knew about the duration of this separation.
To chaloon, to chaloon, to chaloon..
So much love...
So much care...
So much concern...
Playing tantrums, teasing, small quarrels, pushing away file works to the other's shoulders...
So many memories... was it easy to move away from all of them within a single second? No... it was not!...
How would they live without each other?
To chaloon, to chaloon
Daya felt his eyes had gone moist thinking about tomorrow? It had been three months since they had rescued Abhijeet from Surya's imprisonment, with a full burnt face... he could again see those memories floating in front of his eyes.
Unke chehre ki yeh narmiyan
The day when he had seen Abhijeet first time after that incident...
The day when he had saved Abhijeet from ACP sir's scolding for throwing away his food...
The day when Abhijeet had seen his face first time after that incident...
The day when Abhijeet had faced humiliation from their neighbours...
The day when they had left Aashiyana...
The day when Abhijeet had faced the enquiry in Headquarters...
And finally the day when Abhijeet had seen his face for the first time after plastic surgery...
So many memories!
And most importantly, the touch on each other's hairs while being in pain... the touch which had never failed to provide sooth.
Unki zulfon ki yeh badliyan
He had never left his hand during all these... and Abhijeet too had kept his hand held tightly whenever he needed. In that situation of his life too, he had tried his best to remain beside him. And he was not ashamed of admitting that he too could have broken down during that horrible period if Abhijeet had not kept his hand in his hands!
Abhijeet too felt warm thin streams running down by the corner of his eyes as he was lying on his bed silently, with closed eyes. He just wiped away them but they were disobedient tonight. He sat up on the bed and pulled up a pillow on his lap, while some memories of past three months came in front of his closed eyes...
The first night he had spent in the hospital after being rescued by his team from Surya's den... he could remember very lightly that Daya had cried the whole night sitting beside him while he was in half conscious state due to effect od sedatives...
The nights of his sleeplessness...
The nights of his pain...
The nights of his nightmares...
The nights of their togetherness...
Whenever he had opened his eyes in pain, he had found a pair of black eyes was staring towards him... with love... and with trust...
Unki aankhon ke roshan diye
He could never deny his brother's role during this dark period of his life. He had become his father who scolded him or beat him at his mistakes, had become his mother who had always soothed him every time when he showed his pain and played the roles of brother and best friend too well, with whom he could share all of his pains and secrets.
And those soothing words from those pink cute lips!
Unke hothon ki yeh surkhiyan
He was really grateful to Daya whatever he had done for him during this period. But he could take this not anymore. He wanted to create a separate identity and personality for himself, totally being independent from Daya's shadow!
As now he never wanted to hear from any of his opponents...
"Tum jo kuch bhi ho, Daya ke wajah se ho... tumhara apna koi wajood hi nahin hain"
Because he really could not trust anyone from the core of his heart now. Neither any stranger nor any dear one!...
Like Dr. Salunkhe!
Like ACP Sir!
Abhijeet just sighed. He got down from the bed and went to the window with simple and genuine thought running in his mind as...
"Life is the most simple thing in this world, but it is this very life which is the most complicated thing in this world."
He picked up a small photo frame from the table and began to fondle it where the phone call taken place some days ago came to his mind. The caller was none other than Dr. Salunkhe.
After dinner, Abhijeet was sitting in his bedroom with a book open in his hand. Daya had gone to bed already. And he too feeling very much sleepy. At that situation, his mobile had rang. A smile appeared on his face as he accepted the call with...
Abhijeet: hello Doctor sahab, bataiye kaisa jaa raha hain aaj kal aapka...
Dr. Salunkhe: main theek hoon Abhijeet... bas bohot miss kar raha hoon tumhe lab mein...
Abhijeet: kya doctor sahab, jab lab jata tha tab to bhagane ke liye betaab hote the, aur ab miss kiya jaa raha hain... haan?
Dr. Salunkhe: kya tum bhi! Accha yeh batao, phir se kab aa rahe ho bureau?
Abhijeet: maloom nahin... shayad kabhi nahin... is DCP Chitrolle par mujhe bilkul bhi yakeen nahin hain...
Dr. Salunkhe: iska matlab tumhara naukri... chodo Daya ka job to rahega... sirf do log hi to ho tum dono... chala loge theek se hi...
Abhijeet frowned a bit as Dr. Salunkhe's this unintentionally spoken sentence stuck in his ear. He said in calm tone...
Abhijeet: nahin doctor sahab... mere pass mere apne savings bhi hain...
Dr. Salunkhe: jo bhi ho Abhijeet, ab to tumhara responsibility Daya ko lena hoga... haina?
He burst out into laughter as he thought that he had cracked a good joke. But this was not a joke for Abhijeet, it made him think something. Then he said...
Abhijeet: nahin doctor sahab, mujhe kahin aur job mil hi jayega... sochiye mat...
Dr. Salunkhe: arey bhai umar dekho apni... ab kahan job milega? Aur har koi Daya thodi na hota hain Abhijeet, jo is halat mein bhi tumhe apna laga?
Abhijeet was now really feeling irritated but he could not answer rudely because he knew what Dr. Salunkhe was saying was truth. He was now totally dependent on Daya. Though Dr. Salunkhe said it through joke, but some days later, others would gossip about it. He was really thinking about it when he again heard Dr. Salunkhe's voice as...
Dr. Salunkhe: kya hua Abhijeet? Chup kyun ho gaye? Bura lag gaya kya tumhe? Arry main to bas mazak kar raha tha... yunh hi... arey sorry yaar... main kya nahin janta ki Daya tumse kitna pyar karta hain? Woh tumhare bare mein kuch bura soch hi nahin sakta... mazak tha woh sab... chodo bhi...
Abhijeet: haan woh to theek hain... mujhe na actually bohot neend aa rahi hain... good night Salunkhe sahab...
Dr. Salunkhe: good night beta... so jaao... Daya ne dawai de di hain kya tumhe?
Abhijeet(in firm tone): nahin... maine khud liya hain... good night...
He disconnected the call and went to bed, still thinking about what Dr. Salunkhe said. He could not sleep a bit that night as those words were continuously ringing in his ears.
Since the next day, he started to search for job online and began to give interviews with them only who were ready to accept him as their employee.
And finally he got this job...
Sab unke hain jalve
He knew that this is his own war and he would have to fight it alone.
And he was ready for the fight. And he knew that also that he was not alone. Daya would be beside him in this war also. He did not know the real reason for the fight, but he would always support him... he knew.
Main chalne se pehle
And it was the last night of comfort before the war began. He would step alone to fight alone. He would have to... and he would.
Next Morning...
At 6:30 AM
Daya and Abhijeet were standing in the domestic lounge of Chatrapti Shivaji Airport. Abhijeet had luggage in his hand while Daya had his car keys in hand. Both were standing silently, gripping each other's hands tightly and with closed eyes. Perhaps it was their attempt to collect new stamina and courage for the upcoming struggle of their life.
Saanson mein, aankhon mein
After a while they opened his eyes and Daya patted Abhijeet's back lightly with a soft...
Daya: wahan jake rahoge tum? Kuch intejaam kiya ki nahin?
Abhijeet: nahin... wahan blind school wale hi mujhe wahan ki hostel mein rehne denge... bas wahin reh lunga...
Daya(in concerned tone): Abhi... main jaun kya wahan? Tumhe adjust karne mein problem to nahin hogi na?
Abhijeet(with a smile): baccha nahin hoon main Daya... (in firm tone)... aur na hi kamzor hoon...
Daya: maine aisa kab kaha Abhi? Tum wahan akele...
Abhijeet: main wahan akela kahan hone wala hoon Daya? Mere saath tum honge na wahan, arey bhai hum contact mein rahenge yaar... aur humare dosti ke yaadein bhi to hain... kya yeh kaafi nahin hain? Aur phir?
Khwaabon mein, yaadon mein
Daya(in confused tone): phir?
Abhijeet: Delhi door nahin hain Daya... agar zyada yaad aaya to udke aa jaunga... tum bhi aana wahan... maze karenge bohot... aur mere plastic surgeries bhi to baki hain... main humesha ke liye thodi na jaa raha hoon... main zaroor wapas aaunga Daya...
Both shared a warm hug and then both simultaneously stepped towards their own destinations with firm steps without even an about turn. Because they knew very clearly that if anyone of them had an about turn, everything would end. Abhijeet went towards the check in counter and Daya went towards the quallis, parked outside the airport.
To chaloon, to chaloon
To chaloon, to chaloon, to chaloon
Abhijeet was sitting inside the aeroplane, attaching his seat belt properly, when an air hostess arrived and asked him in polite tone...
Air hostess: excuse me... are you Mr. Abhijeet Srivastava?
Abhijeet(in confused tone); yes... what is the matter?
Air hostess: we have a message for you. Someone has given us to hand over it to you
Abhijeet took the piece of paper and unfolded it but the message just made him spell bound.
END OF THE CHAPTER
So what could be the message? Who might have given it to Abhijeet? What would Abhijeet do reading it? What would be Daya's next step? Would Abhijeet return ever? How Abhijeet will punish Surya? Stay tuned to know more.
Sikha Di: di I did not consider the whole journey of CID while writing that. I only considered only this story. And it can not be denied that Daya had really supported Abhijeet sir since he had faced all these. So I meant such. Thank you for the review.
Trio Fan: itna bhi shak na kiya karo dear... bechara doctor... thanks for the review
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