DC(his eyes closed)- hmmm.. mere funeral mein bhi yehi tone bajega (funeral dusnt mean that he is christian,just an expression used😊)
sandhya- DC?
DC-hmm? kya?
sandhya- nothing.. u sounded so strange...
DC- kuch nhi...? are dil mein kuch nhi rakhna chahiye.. shoot..
sandhya- wo baat hain ki... aap... woh...woh...
DC- oh god.. aab batao bhi... (smiles) kya baat hain?
sandhya- aap... kisiko miss kar rahe ho kya?
DC- haan.. roshni ko.. kyun?
sandhya- roshni ko? 😲
DC- hmm she was my only frnd here.. mujhe sabse zyaada samajhti thi...afar woh iswaqt yahan hoti... to... she wud have understood wats is exactly wrong with me...
sandhya- so.. wat is wrong with u?
DC- sandhya tum sawal itna kyun puch rahi ho? coffee peeogi? jao bobby ke saath kahin ghumkar aao.. meri gari lekar jao.. take a break...
sandhya- bt DC...
DC- okay mere saath jaogi? chalo fir..
he got up... sandhya said quickly- no no.. DC.. its okay.. i will manage... ok.. am leaving.. i wont disturb u... bye...
DC- bye...
she walked towards the door.. stopped for a second and turned back agen... then she smiled and said- waise DC.. i think i know whats ur problm...
DC looked at her bt didnt say a word...
sandhya- u r missing someone... very badly...
DC smiled back- jaoo...
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girls.. no .. stop stop.. u r doing it all wrong yar...
meenakshi threw away her scarf in anger...- wat the hell is ur prblm? aur kitna waqt loge? kal show hain aur aisa performance doge tumlog?
the dancers kept mum... meenakshi- this is gona be the last time ok? she was abt to show them the steps wen an attendant came to her with a phone and said- meenakshi tumhara call hain..
meenakshi(stretching)- kiska hain?
the attendan- pata nhi...
meenakshi took the phone- hello?
-hiii meenakshi kaisi ho?
meenakshi- kaun hain?
- wah.. meri awaz bhi bhul gayi?
meenakshi- sir.. itna sabkuch yaad nhi rehta mujhe.. bas apne danc steps yaad rakhti hoon.. so who r u?
-all the best for tomorrow... the line got cut...
meenakshi- hello? hello? kya yaar... she handed the phone to the attendant...
a hand switched on the TV... meenakshi was dancing... all her videos... her choreographed dances.. balleys and all.. meenakshi taking awards...
DC smiled to himself.. the song "cnt take my eyes off u" playing in the background...
the phone rang.. he picked it up- hello...
meenakshi- sir?
DC cudnt reply...
meenakshi- aapne call kiya tha?
DC- no...
meenakshi- aap mujhse milne aa sakte hain..
DC- no meenakshi.. i wont come... bt i will surely see ur performance...
meenakshi- par kyun?
DC- kyun ka koi jawab nhi hain meenakshi...
meenakshi- sir.. u made me...
DC- i tried to destroy u...
meenakshi- no sir.. u made me into what i am.. i have realised it.. without u.. i cudnt have been this...
DC- tum bht badal gayi ho.. kafi achi english bhi bol leti ho..
meenakshi smiled- badalna to sabko padta hain.. par aapke liye main hamesha wohi meenakshi rahungi...
DC- thanks... itna hi kafi hain...
meenakshi- aur...
DC- plzzz.. no more.. bye...
meenakshi put down the receiver and sighed... there was something between them... somthing.. which she cn neither explain nor expect... it was not anything like love or any kind of attraction... it was a bonding... a strange bond which generally exists between the creator and his creation... the creator is incomplete without his creation and so is the creation incomplete without her creator...
she missed him too... she loved akshat.. was happily married to him... bt... she cud nvr forget DC...
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