29. Chapter 29

On the other hand, Abhijeet was answering Daya's question when he heard a loud sound of gun from a corner in front him and the very next moment, a ball of fire entered his abdomen, just below his ribcage which made him step behind. He frowned and became numb… his senses heightened for a second and the next moment fell down to the drop. He felt everything blank as every thing around him seemed to become static for that moment while he felt a ball of fire were driving further into his body.

He looked down at his bloodied body and the torn shirt with shocked eyes. Blood spurred from his abdomen and as he opened his mouth to gasp for air, the bullet drove itself further into him. He felt the air stored in his lungs were draining out and he let himself fell down while feeling extremely nauseous and dizzy.

Aye meri zameen afsos nahin...

Instead of having the touch of cold tiles floor under his head, his head got loudly hit with an iron rack behind him, and a terrible pain arose in his head while some drop of fresh blood came out from that wound also. Now he fell down on the floor, losing his senses gradually, while a painful groan came out from his throat as...

Abhijeet: aahh!

Jo tere liye sau dard sahe...

Though it took so much time to pen down, but all the incidents took place within some seconds only. Abhijeet could see, through his almost closed eyes, that a masked man bent over him with a cruel whisper as...

Man: Good Bye Senior Inspector Abhijeet...

Mehfooz rahe teri aan sada...

He could still hear Daya's anxious voice coming out from his mobile, who was calling his name eagerly. His eyelids flickered. Scenes of his whole life ran through his mind... all the sweet and sour moments. The agonising pain in his stomach wound was growing and falling, yet it did not diminished. He glanced towards the mobile while a tear escaped from his eyes as he whispered in pain...

Abhijeet: sorry Daya...

And he fell down unconscious after this!

Chahe jaan meri yeh rahe na rahe...

On the other hand, Daya switched on the TV and shifted to news channel where a news was telecasted there as...

"Aaj ka khas khabar... Mumbai ki Worli area ki Crystal Palace supermarket mein kuch khatarnak terrorists ghus chuka hain aur wahan maujood sare customers aur supermarket staffs ko apne kabze mein leke rakha hain... sutro ke anusaar, yeh sare terrorists Mumbai ke jane mane X gang ke members hain... abhi tak un kidnappers se taraf se koi mang ka khabar nahin aaya hain... darshako ki jankari ke liye hum bata dete hain ki yeh woh hi X gang hain jinhone peechle kuch mahino se Mumbai mein aatank faila raha hain... to kya hain un sare masoom logo ke bhabishya mein jo ki ki waqt us khatarnak X gang ki terrorists ke kabze mein hain... janne ke liye dekhte rahiye ABC News... hum aapko pal pal ke jankari se wakif karte rahenge"

Daya and Purvi exchanged a tensed glance with each other while the telephone present in the bureau rang loudly. Daya looked towards Purvi for a while and picked up the receiver with...

Daya: hello CID bureau...

Nobody answered his question at first. But after a while a hissy voice spoke up as...

Voice: news to dekh hi chuke honge aap senior inspector Daya... to zara apni mobile bhi check kar lijiye... kyun ki ek bohot khas cheez bheje hain hum aapko... pasand aayegi zaroor... guarantee hum lete hain...

The line immediately got disconnected after a disgusting laughter. Daya unlocked his mobile to found there was a new unread WhatsApp message there... from Abhijeet's number. His face immediately got paled after seeing it while Purvi said...

Purvi: Daya sir... call ka location trace karwaun?

Daya: koi faida nahin hain Purvi... yeh X Gang wale bohot shatir hain... koi phone booth ya PCO se hi call kiya hoga zaroor... ya us supermarket ke andar se...

He opened the message while Purvi came beside him. It was a video message containing the video taken inside the Crystal Palace supermarket. In the video, it was seen that the customers and the staffs were sitting there, in the corner of the hall, with extremely scared faces while the voice over of the video continued to say...

Voice: dekh rahe ho in sabki halat Daya? Kitna dare huye hain sabke sab? Ab har insan tum logo jaisa himmat wala to hota nahin hain... marne se dar to lagta hi hain inhe... ab in sab ki zindagi tum CID walon ko haathon mein hain Daya... sirf tum log hi in masoom jaanon ko bacha sakte ho... maloom hain kaise?... (with laughter)... accha chalo pehle main tumhe ek cheez dikhata hoon... tumhe woh bohot pasand aayega...

The video got shifted to another corner of the hall where Abhijeet was seemed to lay in the pool of his own blood. His eyes were closed while the painful expression stuck over his face was clearly understandable despite it's burnt condition even. Daya's eyes became moist seeing the condition of his brother while the voice continued as...

Voice: main janta hoon Daya ki tum ab kya soch rahe honge... yeh hi na ki kab mera gardan tumhare haath mein hoga aur kab tum use ek rassi ki tarah maror doge? Par afsos Daya ki is waqt tum aisa kuch nahin kar paoge kyun ki... kyun ki tum logo ko har ek galti ka saza main in masoom bando ko dunga... Abhijeet ki tarah yahan ki har ek insan ki jaan jayegi... mujhe to laga tha ki yahan bas yeh kuch log milenge, magar jab maine yahan Abhijeet ko dekha to mujhe laga aur kya chahiye... aur kisi ke liye na sahi, magar use dekhne ke baad to tum log mere baat maan hi loge... isliye maine pehle se hi us par vaar kiya... ek teer se do shikar... ab suno humara mang kya hain... tum log peechle hapte humare gang ke jo saat logo ko giraffter kiya haina, un logo ko chodna hoga... woh bhi bina kisi shart ke... aur haan, agar koi hoshiyari ki na tum logo ne... to yahan lashon ki pahad milega sirf... mere baat ko yaad rakhna... un saaton ko yahan supermarket tak lana hoga tum logo ko... woh bhi sirf dedh ghante ki andar... Bye Daya...

Daya had not noticed when ACP sir had come and stood beside him, watching the video. He got startled when he touched his shoulder with a soft yet firm...

ACP sir: hum turant Headquarters jana hoga Daya... zaroori meeting hain...

Within half an hour, it was seen that the headquarters officers along with DIG sir and DCP sir were sitting in the meeting along with ACP sir and Daya. They seemed to be arguing on something like...

DCP sir: sir... chahe jo bhi halat kyun na ho jaye... hum un X Gang le members ko chodne ka risk nahin le sakte... agar yeh log azaad ho gaye to phir se Mumbai mein tahalka macha denge... na jane kitninaur jaanein jayegi... aur meri raye le to main to us supermarket mein direct raid karne ka suparish karunga...

ACP sir: nahin sir... yeh karna khatre se khali nahin hoga... kyun ki us supermarket mein bohot sare masoom log bhi hain... humare attack karne se unki jaan ko khatra ho sakta hain...

Daya: haan sir... he is right... hum ek kaam kar sakte hain... hum un kaidiyon ko wahan le jaa sakte hain aur phir jaise woh log un hostages ko chod denge... hum puri ki puri gang ko hi daboch lenge...

DIG sir: magar senior inspector Daya, kya un khatarnak terrorists ko yung khule aam road se le jana safe hoga? Matlab yeh kafi sensitive issue hain aur woh log X Gang ke bare mein kafi information rakhte hain, isliye X Gang ke rival gang un par hamla kar sakta hain... sadak ke beechon beech aisa ladai hone se Mumbai Police ki reputation kis kadar gir sakta hain kuch andaaza hain aapko?

Daya: sir, is waqt hume humari reputation ke bare mein nahin magar un sab logo ke bare mein sochna chahiye jo is waqt wahan, us supermarket mein phanse huye hain... sir, according to supermarket authority, wahan takriban 500 se 550 log the... sabke sab ab musibat mein hain... aur unhe bachane ke liye hume itna risk to lena hi padega na?

DCP sir(with a smirk): kya baat hain Daya! Bade utavle ho rahe ho un terrorists ko chod dene mein? Kahin tumhare koi apna maksad to nahin haina is mein?

Daya threw a fiery gaze towards him with a chewing...

Daya: kya matlab hain aapka?

DCP sir: woh hi jo tum samajh rahe ho... kiske liye itni jaldbaazi dikha rahe ho tum? Un masoom public ke liye? Ya... (with a smirk)... Abhijeet ke liye?

Daya: kehna kya chehte hain aap? Mujhe baki sab ki parwa nahin? Ya Abhijeet ki jaan ki koi keemat nahin hain?

DCP sir: lo bhai! Itna ukhar kyun rahe ho? Main to bas tumhare priorities ki baat raha hoon... tumhare liye kaun zyada important hain... woh masoom log ya Abhijeet?...

Daya: janke kya karenge aap? Bachana to hum wahan mazood sabko hain... aur us mein Abhijeet bhi shamil hain...

DCP sir: haan to ab aaya na sach zuban par... tum sirf aur sirf Abhijeet ko hi bachana chahte ho... isliye itni jaldbaazi kar rahe ho... kuch soche samjh bina... aur tum humesha yeh hi karte rehte ho... humesha dil se sochte ho... emotional fool kahin ka!

Daya(in anger): kya kaha aapne? Main emotional fool hoon? Haan sahi kaha aapne... hoon main emotional fool... aur aap kya hain? Aap to humesha se hi hum sabka sabse bada dushman rahe hain... aap humesha se hi humare team ke beech darar paida karna chahte hain... aur humare officers ko mentally aur emotionally insult karte aaye hain... phir chahe woh senior ho ya junior...

DCP sir(in anger): tum mera insult kar rahe ho Daya...

Daya: waqai mein?... aapko bhi insult feel hota hain? Lagta to nahin hain...

DCP sir(in angry shout): kya kaha tumne?

Daya too was about to say something when DIG sir shouted as...

DIG sir: chup rahiye aap dono... ek to yeh waqt pani ki tarah beh raha hain... aur yahan aap dono bachcho ki tarah lad rahe hain... yeh kya bachpana hain?

Daya: haan to aap in se hi poochiye na sir... inhone hi mera wafadari pe shaq kiya hain... aur saath mein mere bhai ke insult bhi kiya hain...

DIG sir: waqai DCP... tum na kabhi kabhi had se zyada badh jate hain... maafi mango Daya se abhi...

DCP sir(in angry tone): sorry Daya...

ACP sir: phir kya faisla hua? Jo bhi ho last mein Government ka manzoori bhi chahiye hoga us par...

DIG sir was about to say something when the a loud sound of lightning outside the window made everybody startled. They looked outside to found that the sky had been covered with cloud. Daya murmured...

Daya: ab to aur mushkil ho jayega sab kuch...

Tum to mere sabse jaanbaaz sipahi ho Abhijeet...

Welcome back mere honhaar sher Abhijeet...

Is darwaze ki peeche CID ka ek heera hain... heera... use kuch nahin hona chahiye...

Kabhi zaroorat pade to bula lena... dost nahin hoon... bhai hoon main tumhara...

Agar Abhijeet ko kuch bhi hua na to main teri zindagi ko ek bhayanak sapna bana dunga...

Abhijeet ka kankaal banayega tu?

Abhijeet tum do minute chup rahoge? Sir main drill karunga...

All these lines were roaming in his head as he felt himself floating through deep darkness...

Aye meri zameen mehboob meri...

Abhijeet's eyelids flickered again as he took some deep breaths and tried to move but all that could break through was a painful red tear. Some low painful moans escaped his mouth as both the wounds of his body was paining terribly.

Meri nass nass mein tera ishq bahe...

He was about to lose his sense again when, he did not know why, Shreya's face appeared in front of his eyes who asked him through sign language...

Shreya: kya aap mere bina reh sakte hain papa?

Abhijeet smiled, despite being in extreme pain, and nodded negatively. Shreya too smiled and again said through sign language...

Shreya: to aapko jeena padega... mere liye...

Pheeka na pade kabhi rang tera...

Abhijeet again nodded, but this time positively. He tried to touch her but the face got disappeared in darkness. Now he grabbed that iron rack, in which his head had got injured, and tried to sit up. He took support of the floor by his another hand and folded his leg slowly. After getting the support of the floor by his legs, he raised his upper body slowly. He was panting badly but he did not left the attempts. He got success after a while and sat up and rested his back at the wall behind him. He was feeling tired, so he closed his eyes and attached his head with the wall and took some rest. His sighs were really high.

Jismon se nikal ke khoon kahe...

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the scenario around him. The terrorists, all clad in black from top to bottom with masked faces, were still guarding the hostages. He could see the scared faces of the hostages while the kidnappers were roaming with a rifle and some revolvers in their hand. Abhijeet counted them... they were all total five in number, among which only one had rifle with him and others had revolvers.

At that moment, a loud sound of thunder outside the window made him jerk badly in shock. He grabbed the iron rack tightly as he was still feeling weak while head was spinning lightly. He looked downwards, towards his wound, and found it still bleeding. He touched it lightly and next moment, flinched lightly due to pain.

Teri mitti mein mill jawaan...

He now looked towards the leader of the kidnappers, whom he identified with his attitude, who was pacing up and down in extreme tension. Finally, he stopped and shouted...

Leader: bas bohot ho gaya... abhi tak police ki taraf se koi response nahin aaya... shayad un police walo ne hum halke se liya hain... ab to ek do ko udana hi padega...

Abhijeet was coughing lightly as he had understood that nobody had noticed him being conscious... perhaps they had assumed him as dead. He was suppressing loud cough burst badly with all his efforts and kept watching what the kidnappers would do next.

Gul banke main khill jawaan

The leader took a glance of the hostages, grabbed a little girl's arm tightly and pulled her away from her mother's arms. The mother cried badly with...

The mother: meri bacchi...

But she got a hit of gun at her forehead which made her silent immediately. Abhijeet raised his injured body and his sharp eyes immediately caught the thing he needed right now, situated behind the iron rack. He forwarded his hand towards it while the leader attached gun with the girl's head with a loud...

Leader: aye chal mobile laa us Abhijeet ki... video call kar us Daya ko... unhe live dikha de ko hum kya kar sakte hain aur kya nahin... aaj un logo ki aankhon ke saamne is ladki ki jaan lunga main... (shook the girl vigorously)... aye ladki... chilla zor se...

The girl did not say anything but remained staring towards her mother with moist eyes. The mother cried...

The mother: dekhiye... meri bacchi na to sun sakti hain aur na hi bol sakti hain... she is totally deaf and dumb...

Hearing this, Abhijeet, who was still struggling to reach the thing, looked towards the girl with a jerk. And now, he noticed his dear daughter Shreya's face in her face... yes it was the same face. He felt that not that mother's child, but it was his Shreya who had been pulled away by the terrorist from his arms. And this one realization was sufficient.

Itni si hain dil ki aarzoo...

This one realization filled new enthusiasm in his veins. All of a sudden, he felt that his pains got evaporated and a ferocious anger were taking place in his heart instead of hopelessness. He now moved towards the thing with double speed, enthusiasm and bravery. He must save everyone... he should. He was a cop and must show that efficiency did not depend on the beauty of face. It was a golden opportunity for him to show that he was still able to save many innocent lives single handed, though being injured. He bent on the thing as it had come beyond his reach now.

Teri nadiyon mein beh jawaan...

One of the kidnapper brought Abhijeet's mobile and dialled Daya's number from it as video call. The leader moved away the safety catch of the gun while Daya came to the other end with...

Daya: dekho hum aa rahe hain... thoda waqt...

Leader: koi waqt nahin milega Daya... milega to sirf maut... ab is bacchi ko tumhari aankhon ke saamne marunga main Daya... aur tum kuch nahin kar paoge...

He was about to press the trigger when two incidents took place simultaneously. The lights of the whole supermarket turned off so the place became half dark and a tin can hit on the leader's hand which made him drop the gun. And both the incidents happened due to Abhijeet who turned off the main switch of electricity, which he found behind the iron rack and threw a can towards the leader's hand... and senio inspector Abhijeet never missed any target... be it with gun or with mere tin can.

Teri kheton mein lehrawaan...

The leader dropped the child, who immediately ran to her mother, and shouted...

Leader: kisne kiya yeh? Kiska itna himmat?

He was answered by a strong kick on his ankle which made him drop the gun from his hand, he fell down on the floor with a loud...

Leader: aah!

And the very next moment, he felt that someone picked up the gun, which he had dropped, very efficiently. He tried to snatch back the gun but a strong punch on his arm made him take back his hand strongly. In the semi dark condition also, he could see someone stood up from kneel down position and stepped towards his another companion who was standing there with a rifle in his hand. The leader shouted...

Leader: Ajay hato wahan se...

But it was too late. The person had hit Ajay's head with the handle of gun and snatched the rifle from his hand with a smirking...

Voice: thoda late ho gaya hain mister...

Itni si hain dil ki aarzoo...

The leader got startled by his voice and shouted in shock...

Leader: senior inspector Abhijeet? Tum to wahan...

Abhijeet: haan mister... aur main mara nahin tha... intezaar kar raha tha kab tum logo ko mar saku...

Sarson se bhare khalihaan mere...

He pointed the rifle towards him while inserting the revolver in his jeans. He bent and grabbed his collar to pick him up. He shouted...

Abhijeet: sun lo tum log... tum logo ka leader mere rifle ki nishane mein hain... sabke sab apni hathiyar neeche dal do warna tumhara leader to gaya! Aur isi waqt surrender bhi karo...

Three men came in front of him and dropped their guns slowly. He now said to the hostages, without turning towards them...

Abhijeet: chaliye aap log bahar jaiye... ab yeh log kuch nahin kar sakte...

Nobody moved even an inch. Now he turned a bit towards them and shouted...

Abhijeet: suna nahin aap logo ne? Jaiye jaldi...

Now they stood up and ran towards the door, but that turn was perhaps the greatest mistake he did. Within this small time interval, a terrorist took out a knife from his pocket and threw it towards Abhijeet. It got strongly stabbed in his right shoulder which made him step behind while a painful groan escaped his throat...

Abhijeet: aah!

He closed his eyes and Daya's face appeared in front of his eyes while he tried to gulp down the ball of pain that rose across his throat.

Jahan jhoom ke bhagra paa na saka...

Within this period, the men picked up their revolvers and pointed towards him while the leader again shouted...

Leader: sab log andar jaao... koi bhi bahar nahin jayega..

Abhijeet took out the knife from his shoulder and cried towards the crowd as...

Abhijeet: nahin aap log bahar jaiye... inhe main smabhalta hoon...

Aabad rahe woh gaaon mera...

Saying this, he again pointed the rifle towards the terrorists and shot the leader's shoulder. The terrorists too pointed their guns towards Abhijeet and fired. Abhijeet bent, avoided the bullets and threw himself behind a pillar while shooting a man's hand who was pointing his revolver towards the escaping crowd. Now, the leader laughed loudly and said...

Leader: bas senior inspector Abhijeet bas... ab us rifle mein ek bhi goli nahin bacha... kyun ki sari goliyan to Ajay ke pass hi tha... ab woh kisi kaam ka nahin hain... phenk do use aur acche bacche ki tarah bahar aajao...

Jahan laut ke wapas jaa na saka...

Abhijeet checked the magazine of the rifle and found it really worthless. So he threw it away and took out the revolver from his jeans. He moved away the safety catch and shouted while pointed it towards the terrorists...

Abhijeet: lekin mere pass abhi bhi yeh revolver bacha hua hain... main tum logo ko in masoom logo ko koi nuksan nahin pahuchane dunga...

Ho watna ve, mere watna ve...

Leader(with laughter): humare pass teen revolvers hain aur tumhare pass sirf ek... kab tak ladoge tum humse?

Abhijeet shook his head in anger and shouted towards the crowd...

Abhijeet: aap log jaldi bahar jaiye... main inhe zyada der tak rok nahin paunga...

Now the terrorists pointed their guns towards the crowd and the leader shouted...

Leader: Abhijeet... chup chap acche bacche ki tarah bahar aa jaao warna in mein se koi bhi zinda nahin bachega...

Abhijeet took a glance towards the escaping crowd and came out after inserting the revolver in his jeans. He raised his hands in the surrendering position and came in between the escaping crowd and the terrorists.

Tera mera pyar nirala tha...

Now the leader laughed a bit and stepped towards him with a pointed gun in hand and...

Leader: ab na to tum bachoge Abhijeet aur na hi yeh log...

He fired a bullet with a cruel smile which perforated Abhijeet's left shoulder with spurring blood. Abhijeet jerked badly and stepped back a little as the bullet entered him. He closed his eyes tightly to endure the burning pain, but did not move even an inch from the place. He just moved away his hand towards his revolver.

Qurbaan hua teri asmat pe...

The leader again pointed his gun towards him, but Abhijeet did not give him another chance to fire as he had already seen that there were hardly some people who had left near the main door, escaping. He took out his revolver within a moment and fired at the leader which hit him near his chest and he fell down. The other two people too pointed their guns towards him but he shot them too within seconds. Both of them fell down and now Abhijeet surrendered himself in front of his pain and sat down on the floor, attaching his back with the wall, sighing out of relaxation!

Main kitna naseebon wala tha...

But it was not the end!

He sat up straight hearing a scared "Abhijeet uncle" from a corner of the hall. He crawled down towards it and saw a little boy was sitting there, still trembling in scare. He smiled a bit and forwarded his hands towards him to take him out when he shouted in extreme fear...

Boy: Abhijeet uncle!...

And next moment a ball of fire entered his back which made him fell down on the floor with a thud, while enclosing the boy in his arms. He turned a bit to found one of the terrorist was pointing his gun towards him again. He immediately took out his own gun and shot him again which made him fell dead.

He took support of the floor and stood up slowly, with the boy in his arms and tried to walk towards the door but his body was not supporting him anymore. But still he was not ready to accept defeat. He must save this boy at any cost, so he grabbed his hand tightly in his, and pressed it lightly with...

Abhijeet: beta... ab in mein se koi nahin bacha... tum jaldi se main door ki taraf bhago... kuch nahin hoga...

Boy: aur... aur aap?

Abhijeet: main... main aata hoon tum jaao...

Boy: nahin... main aapko chodke kahin nahin jaunga... aap bhi chaliye...

Abhijeet(in impatient tone): zid mat karo beta... tum jaao main aata hoon peeche...

The boy took a glance of his face which was clearly reflecting about his pain, and stood up with an impassive face. He was about to step forward when Abhijeet grabbed his hand and said...

Abhijeet: ek minute ruko... tumhe kuch batana hain...

The boy stopped and looked towards him as he struggled to take out something from his pocket. Some tears appeared in his little eyes as he looked towards the painful struggle done by this person. Yes he had a totally burnt face but he was not scared of him... after all he was his saviour!

Abhijeet took out a gift pack from the inner pocket of his coat and forwarded it to him with...

Abhijeet: yeh tum... tum mere bhai... Daya ko de dena... aur usse kehna... kehna ki main ise collct karne ke liye hi... liye hi nikla tha aaj... bata doge na aap?

O Heer meri tu hansti rahe...

The boy nodded and grabbed his gift wrapper. Abhijeet smiled and fondled his head lightly with...

Abhijeet: jaao... main aata hoon...

The boy stepped towards the main door while Abhijeet tried to stand up while supporting on the floor. But, at the next moment, his sharp ears caught a very soft sound. And he immediately recognized the sound as the sound of moving away the safety catch of a gun. He looked up with a jerk and saw from a corner a gun was being pointed towards the boy who was walking towards the main door.

He picked up his gun, which was lying beside him, and checked it's chamber once... but to his horror, not a single bullet had left there in it. The chamber was totally blank. He threw away the gun and stood up with a sudden jerk after gaining back strength in his legs with extreme mental strength. He dived towards the boy while the shooter, whom Abhijeet recognized as Ajay, fired a bullet towards the direction.

The bullet perforated his chest with spurring blood and Abhijeet fell down on the floor with a loud thud. The boy ran outside while Ajay came out from his hiding place. He pointed his gun towards Abhijeet, who was lying on floor helplessly, and said in chewing tone...

Ajay: tumhari wajah se humare sare plan pe pani pher gaye... humare saathiyan bhi mare gaye... ab to tum nahin bachoge...

Abhijeet could see his death coming towards him slowly. He smiled lightly as he was now feeling satisfied after saving everybody from the dark clutches of those evil terrorists. He felt proud to be a martyr for his country. He knew that he would die now, he just wished to see his soulmate Daya once. He knew it would be Daya, who would lament the most on his death, he really felt bad for him... but what could he do also?

Teri aankh ghadi bhar nam na ho...

Just a moment before death, the world seemed to be the most beautiful thing one had ever seen. The mother nature, the light, flowers, birds... and the human beings also became very much beautiful. It was felt they were pointing towards the dying person were requesting him to return to be happy again. For this reason only, many dying persons had revived. And today, Abhijeet too want to revive and to live... but would he ever get the opportunity?

Main marta tha jis mukhde pe...

A loud sound of gun entered his ear as he closed his eyes. The smile from his lips did not wipe away as he knew that his end was too near of him. But as he felt no new pain in any other part of his body, he opened his eyes slightly to see Ajay was falling down. He frowned slightly and saw Daya was standing with pointed gun in his hand as Ajay fell down.

Abhijeet smiled to see him while Daya ran to him and grabbed him tightly near his bosom with...

Daya: Abhijeet... tum... tum theek to ho na?

Abhijeet grabbed his hand tightly and brought it near his heart with...

Abhijeet: I am... I am really sorry yaar..

Kabhi uska ujaala kam na ho...

Tears rolled down from both pairs of eyes while Daya kissed his hand softly with...

Daya: nahin... aisa mat bolo... kuch nahin hoga tumhe... kuch bhi nahin... main hoon na... bahar hi ambulance hain... hum abhi hospital chalenge...

O maai meri kya fiqr tujhe...

He picked him securely in his arms and brought him to one of the ambulance present outside, which started their journey towards the hospital immediately. Abhijeet grabbed his hand tightly and whispered in pain...

Abhijeet: main...

Kyun aankh se dariya behta hain...

He stopped as some fresh blood drops came out from his mouth along with the words and fell on Daya's arms. Still he continued in pain...

Abhijeet: main tumhara hi... intezaar... intezaar kar raha... tha... shayad main is baar... is baar bach nahin... paunga... Par... par main khush... khush hoon Daya...

Daya(in anger): kuch nahin hoga tumhe Abhijeet... tum jeeoge... mere liye jeeoge... ACP sir ke liye bhi jeeoge aur Tarika ke liye bhi jeeoge...

Abhijeet's eyes had almost closed. He shook himself and whispered in pain...

Abhijeet(in tears): I... I can not Daya...

Daya grabbed his burnt face and jerked it badly with a firm...

Daya: you must... you must Abhijeet...

Tu kehti thi tera chaand hoon main...

In response, Abhijeet tried to speak something but what came out from his mouth was nothing but some blood drops. He was fighting against his lowering heartbeats and closing eyes, with all his might but it was of no use anymore... his dying energy failed to provide him anymore power despite his desperate battles. He pulled a tight breath and closed his eyes... perhaps not for opening them any more... never!

Aur chaand hamesha rehta hain...

"ABHIJEET!..."

Daya yelled but all went unheard. It was as if he had lost his voice... or rather a part of his own soul!

Teri mitti mein mill jawaanGul banke main khill jawaanItni si hain dil ki aarzoo...Teri nadiyon mein beh jawaanTeri kheton mein lehrawaanItni si hain dil ki aarzoo...

END OF THE CHAPTER

So what will happen to Abhijeet? Will he manage to survive? What was there in that packet, given by Abhijeet to the boy? What will be Surya's next step? Will Daya and Abhijeet punish him? How? Is there any connection between this X Gang and Surya? How will public react on this attack? Will Abhijeet return in CID again? Stay tuned to know more...

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