Chapter 27

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Part 27 [MEMBERSONLY][NOCOPY]

Arjun: sahi kaha tumne, Xora khaana kaunsi badi baat hai? woh mar bhi gayi toh medal toh mil hi jaayega

The others looked on in confusion. Before anyone could respond or react, Arjun grabbed the man’s shirt at his chest.

Arjun: Chal Tujhe Bhi Medal Dilwata Hu!.................................

His eyes widened. Arjun dragged the man away from the crowd. He protested and shouted. Shree and Chotu follow instinctively.

Reporter: Kya Kar Rahe Ho Tum?!!? Chodo Mujhe!!

Arjun heard none of it: SHREE! CONTAMINATED PAANI DO!

Reporter: KYA??! Kya Bakwas Kar Rahe Ho Tum…

Arjun threw the man on the ground. Shree hands him a bottle of water. Arjun bends to pin him down. A few reporters rush to get a better look with their cameras.

The reporter is horrified: NAHI !!! KYA KAR RAHE HO… NAHI!!

He pours the entire bottle over his face. Terrorized, he shuts his mouth trying to prevent it from entering his body and turns his face away. Shree hands him another bottle.

Arjun pours it as well taunting him: KYUN?!!? ITNA DAR KYUN LAG RAHA HAI?!!? SIRF PAANI HI TOH HAI?! BAS VIRUS HI TOH HAI!!! MUH KHOL!!!!

He throws the bottle away

Reporter: Nahi… Main..

Arjun grabs his collar: SAALE KAMINE AB KYUN DAR LAG RAHA HAI? Galti Toh Teri Hai, Mera Hostage Ban Kar Pada Hai, TOH PEETA KYUN NAHI!?!?!?!

He throws him down on the floor and starts kicking him. Taking his lead, Shree grabs him.

Shree: Meri Dost Waha Zindgi Aur Maut Ke Beech Mein Lad Rahi Hai Aur Tujhe TRP Ka Stunt Sujh Raha Hai?!!?

He kicks him between his legs.

Reporter: AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!

Shree throws him to Chotu. He tugs at his hair making him scream again.

Chotu: Afsos Toh Bas Is Baat Ka Hai Ki Tere Jaise Kamine Bhi Bach Gaye Uske Balidaan Se!!!

He punches him, giving him a black eye, dropping him to the ground. The others watch in shock as the three of them continue to kick him.

Vikram steps forward: Rathore!

Rathore, who was enjoying the scene, glared at him.

Vikram(horrified): kuch karo! media!

Cursing him, he goes forward to his team. They stop the kicking on his arrival. Fumbling and stumbling, the reporter falls in front of Rathore.

Reporter: sir bachao!

Rathore slaps him across the face, dropping him to the ground.

Vikram hits his head.

Arjun picks up the reporter and throws him to Rathore who slaps him again.

He grabs him by the collar: Ab Bol! Meri Officer Ke Competence Ka Jawab Mil Gaya?!

He nods his head frantically: please… jaane do mujhe….

Rathore shakes his head: tu ab bhi nahi sudhra!

He punches him hard. The reporter lands on Arjun. He grabs him by the scruff of his neck.

Arjun: Ab Sun! Woh Miss Mukherjee Nahi Hai (he punches him, breaking his nose) Humari Team Member ETF OFFICER, SENIOR INSPECTOR RIYA MUKHERJEE HAI! (throwing him to the ground) SAMJHE YA SAMJHAU?!!?

The man stayed down, afraid for his life. Gathering all the strength and courage he had in his body, he screamed out.

Reporter: sorry… I’m sorry…. I… am… sor… sorry

He falls unconscious. Rathore turns to the other journalists.

Rathore roars at them: Jis Desh Mein Aurat Ko Devi Maa Samaj Kar Puja Karte Ho, Aaj Usi Ke Daaman Par Daag Laga Rahe Ho?! Sharam Nahi Aati?! Kaan Khol Kar Sun Lo Tum Log, SI Mukherjee Ek ETF Officer Hai Aur Uski Wajah Se Hi Tum Log Yaha Zinda Khade Ho! Agar Kisi Ne Bhi, Uske Khilaaf Kuch Bhi Kaha Toh Uski Di Hui Jaan Hum Nikalenge!

Chotu: Hum Yaha Tum Logon Ko Information Dene Aaye The, Tum Logon Ki Bakwas Sunne Ke Liye Nahi!!

Arjun: jitni deni thi utni mil gayi (he thundered at the constables) Nikalo Sabko Baahar!! Agar Gate Ke Andar Ek Bhi Reporter Aaya Toh Tum Logon Ko Registaan Mein Bhijwa Dunga! Samjhe Ya Samjhau?!

Frightened out of their wits, the constables ushered the reporters outside. A few of them try to protest but one look from the fiery team and they silently leave.

Rathore mutters angrily: bloody nonsense!! Chalo!

The four of them go back inside to take their place near the operation theatre. Vikram watched the scene in disbelief. He removed his handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his forehead. For a minute there, it felt that they were going to beat up the entire fraternity.

Vikram mv “lagta hai ye Riya ko yaha bhejne ka plan thoda zyaada hi kaam kar gaya”

He jerks his head to come out of the after effects. Taking a deep breath, he goes back inside.

The operation goes on for a total of 7 hours. It was 2 am when the doctor stepped out. The four men rush to him.

Arjun: doctor!

Shree: woh theek toh hai?

Chotu: woh bach jaayegi na?

Rathore: Dammit Doc Aap Kuch Bol Kyun Nahi Rahe?!

The doctor is surprised at the sudden attack: aap bolne ka mauka toh dijiye officer main…

Arjun: Toh Boliye Na!!

Doctor: humne goli nikal…

Rathore groans: Woh Zinda Hai Ya Nahi?!!?!?

Doctor(taken aback): ha, zinda hai

They heave a sigh of relief. Arjun collapses on the bench. Shree hugs the doctor.

Shree: Thank You Doctor!! Thank You So Much!!!

Chotu looks up: shukar hai bhagwan ka

Rathore: ab theek hai, boliye aap kya keh rahe the?

The Doctor glances at Shree: uh woh…(Shree moves away) main keh raha tha ki humne goli nikal li hai aur jaise ki maine aap logon se pehle kaha tha, uski wajah se blood movement slow ho gayi aur virus ko failne mein time lag gaya so bina major damage ke hum use nikal paaye

Vikram steps forward: so woh ab khatre se baahar hai?

Doctor: ji bilcul lekin…

Chotu(horrified): lekin kya?

Doctor: lekin unhe hosh mein aane ke liye time lagega

Rathore: doctor sab theek haina?

Doctor: ha sab theek hai, lambe procedure ki wajah se anaesthesia ka dose strong diya tha, ab transfusion ki wajah se body weak hai aur thoda damage bhi hua hai toh…

Shree: kaisa damage?

Doctor: thoda cellular damage hai but ghabraane ki koi baat nahi hai, so uh…is sab ki wajah se anaesthesia ka asar kam hote hue kitna waqt lagega ye hum bata nahi sakte, filhaal hum unhe room mein shift kar rahe hai

Rathore: oh ok, but koi bhi complication toh nahi haina?

Doctor: ji nahi, main nurse ko bhejta hun, aap personal aur family details fill kar dijiye, excuse me

He leaves from the spot. He wasn’t even walking. He was sprinting, not wanting to have his collar wrinkled again by the crazy men. It was only then that the team realizes that they hadn’t bothered to contact her family.

Rathore: are Shree, uske parents ko…

Shree: sir pata nahi

Rathore: pata nahi matlab?

Chotu: sir usne kabhi kuch kaha nahi, aur jaha tak hume pata hai woh akeli hi rehti hai

Shree: ha sir

Rathore: aise kaise…

Arjun finally comes back to his senses and stands up.

Arjun: record check karo Shree, emergency contact hoga

He nods and fishes out his phone. He logs into the database but…

Shree: sir nahi hai

Rathore(surprised): emergency contact bhi nahi hai?

Shree: no sir

The four of them turn to Vikram.

Vikram: mujhe kaise pata hoga?

Rathore(irritated): bina details ka kaisa database maintain karte hai aap?!

Vikram gulped in fear. He pondered over the possibilities of them beating him up over the matter. Fortunately for him, the nurse arrives with a form on a writing pad.

Nurse: patient details

Rathore takes the pad and starts filling in. Shree reads out the address.

Nurse: unki family kaun hai?

Chorus: hum

Vikram raises his eyebrow mv “waah! Family? Riya tumne toh kamaal hi kar diya”

Nurse(confused): uh… woh bills…

Arjun: uska kharcha sarkar uthayegi

Nurse: oh, ok… aap unke number likh dijiye jiske saath hum unki treatment coordinate kar sake aur in case of emergency contact kar sake.

Rathore writes his own number. The other three glare at him. Feeling a heated gaze, he looks up to see them fuming. Understanding, he puts down their numbers as well.

Arjun: ETF ka landline bhi likh do

He promptly writes it down.

Shree: par sir, agar hum field par hue aur us jagah par network nahi hua toh? landline bhi kaam nahi aayegi

Rathore: shit!

Chotu: sir! main apni mummy ka number likh leta hun, agar kuch hua toh woh dekh legi

Rathore passes him the pen. Chotu writes down his mother’s phone number.

The nurse is bewildered mv “itne saare number?”

Rathore returns the pad: upar ke chaar numbers ko sab kuch pata hona chahiye! agar koi na lage toh landline try kijiye aur woh bhi na ho toh aakhri waale number par phone karna, samaj gayi?

She nods her head and leaves.

Vikram: toh fir… chalte hai?

The two ACP’s head’s turn to him. He freezes momentarily seeing fire.

Vikram: mera matlab, main chalta hun, late ho gaya hai, kal milenge

Shrugging off their gazes, he leaves. Rathore shakes his head in disbelief.

A short while later, Riya is shifted to the room. The boys rush forward on seeing the stretcher. She was unconscious. Her face was pale. But their Riya was safe. It was as if someone had breathed new life into them.

Rathore, Shree and Chotu fall asleep, sitting on the couch. Arjun stood in a corner and continued to gaze at her. Remembering something, he glances at the others. Making sure they were asleep, he leaves the room. His feet take him back to the temple room.

He lights another diya in front of the murti. Arjun joins his hands.

Arjun: mujhe nahi pata ki ye aapne kiya hai ya nahi, lekin thank you! thank you very much! Main is ehsaan ko kabhi nahi bhulunga, thank you!!.........................