Fiction Arjun: Reborn from Ashes. Chapter 22, p.50 - Page 20

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Chapter eleven

In Crime bureaus.

Khan was checking the mails Di sent him. It contains some call details, bank statements and some recorded conversations. It also had a summarized report attached to it. He read it carefully. It had almost every detail that can pin down Nanda. Plus it contained some details of RD's other illegal works in this country. "She is really good with her work," he thought... "Always perfect". Then he recalled their meeting at the evening. She demanded him to bring some old case details and the history of Mumbai ETF members. It surprised him, because she generally don't show interest into others life. He remembered how she avoided his questions. "Still the same Shady she is, Brigadier Banarjee is right about her, she is the Mephistopheles herself". But it was proved good for him, at least she agreed to meet someone from the Bureaus. Four long years, he really missed that lady, his very own monster, his Devil.

Khan forwarded the mails to the director and respective officers. They'll take care of it. He leaned onto his chair and looked at the dark locked door opposite to his. How long it'll take to open that door?

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Banarjee was working on the case details she already found, when a mail from khan arrived. She exhaled loudly out of frustration. Not Again! Another information!! She opened the file and it made her more frustrated. When a voice disturbed him.

Man : Work pressure kuch zyada hain kya?

She sighed at that. This time it was relief. He's back. She turned 180 with her chair to face him.

Banarjee : Not really... just missing my extra hands...You supposed to report tomorrow...what are you doing here now, Sen?

Sen : you said you couldn't trace a call...

Banarjee : So? It's not that important...you can start it from tomorrow... in fact I've stored a load of tasks for you (pointing to the screen).

Sen : Again from Khan's so called Guide?

Banarjee threw him a "You're the winner" look.

Sen : (occupied his chair) let me check it...

Banarjee : No...not now. Start from tomorrow...I can manage for tonight.

Sen : But I can't...do you think without having a look to these I can sleep tonight?

They smiled and started working. Banarjee was much relieved now. Finally, she had her extra hands back.

Sen was also felt that sudden relaxation into his partner. though she is an introvert one, but 8 month is enough to know someone well, after one have worked under two workaholic men who hardly show their emotions to their teammates, in spite of caring for them. For a moment Sen was lost into his ETF days, little he knew a vital part of his memory gonna be a part of his life, again.

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Di reached her room and freshened up. Simran tried to help her but she refused for her help, saying she is all right. Although she was feeling severe pain after the anesthesia's effect was over, she ignored and did everything by herself; she was used to do her chores in worse situation.

First her cut was not that deep, but in the process of helping the SUV driver, she put a lot of pressure on her knee and the wound deepened, she needed a stitch on her injured knee and each time she moved that leg a bit, it gave her knee a piercing pain.

But the disappearing of the driver made her think about the incident again. There is something wrong she couldn't catch and it made her anxious, and the terrible look from those police officer just put some fuel in that fire. She took out her laptop and pulled out the owner's number from automobile registration database, which made her startle for a second. She decided to dig it little deeper, to find an apt reason of that accident, but she found nothing from her little browsing investigation. Then she decided to rest the matter for some time, when Simran came to ask her about dinner.

Simran : Di? What are you.(she saw the laptop on her knees)..Arr yeh kya!! You are injured..( she tried to took away the laptop)

Di : Arre nahi...don't touch it! I'm working.

Simran : Working?? You supposed to be resting now...

Di : Arre meri daai maa!! I'm sitting in a place na...you came to ask something?

Simran : Haan...I've prepared dinner...tum yeh laapy hathao..main le aati hoon..(she turned to go)

Di : Nahi...I have to finish it...do one thing...go & feed your Karan-Arjun first...then we'll eat together..

Simran : But...

Di : No but...tu jah...agar who log mana kare toh kehna maine order dia hain...tab tak main kaam khatam karr leti hoon..ok?

Simran sighed and left. This girl is impossible!

Dishari smiled at simran's retreat and brought out Khan's gift box. She opened it, a beautiful moonstone pendent was resting inside it. "Khan!".she shook her head in amusement. "He's still the same, crazy guy!". She brought out the pendant and kept it on her bedside table. She brought out a Swiss knife from the drawer and cut the box's inner velvet lining. A tiny memory chip was lying inside. She put the card in her laptop's slot. The answer of her question is hidden inside some other question's answers, and she have to find it out soon.

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Karan was working on Di's bike when Arjun was lost in his thoughts, twirling a pen within his fingers. Both were thinking about the same person. An awkward silence was prevailing between them as Karan was thinking silently today, the only sound inside the garage was mad by tools and engine parts.

Simaran entered with dinner and put the plates on the table, making a lot of noise.

Karan : Kyun meri garaz ki samaan tor rahi hain? Kya hua??

Simran : Kuch nahi...tu iss waqt aise gandha kyun hain?? kya karr raha hain?

Karan : Di ki bike dekh raha tha...it needs tuning...

Simran : Toh baad main karr lena...jaldhi kya hain?? agar jaldhi thik hogaya toh maharani ne ispe kabza karr legi... Arjun, dinner karlo...

Arjun : I've no appetite...

Simran : Dekho main pehle se pareshan hoon..aur tang matt karo...yahan tum dono ki khatam hone ke baad mujhe Di ko vi khilana hain...

Karan : di ne dinner nahi ki??

Simran : Nahi...she's working on her laptop...Mujhe kahan pehle un dono ko khilado..phir main khaungi...Aab tum dono meherbani karo...aur mujhe baksh do.

Karan : she's working in that state? Why didn't you stopped her?? She should rest.

Simran : Toh jaake rokh usse...agar woh teri maane toh.

Karan : (sighed)Woh kisike nahi maanegi...Shara, dinner karle mere vhai... nehi toh who tufan sedhe mere garage pe toot paregi... tun dekha hain na iss halat main vi kaise ucchal rahi thi...

Arjun nodded and Simran served dinner to them. In between the dinner, Arjun enquired about Di.

Arjun : Karan, Disha ko hallucination ki problem hain kya?

Karan : Why?

Arjun : you asked her if she was hallucinating again or not...

Karan : Woh!! Last time, I mean in that landmine incident, she was badly injured, she had some post incident trauma, nightmares, hallucination etc, you know..

Arjun : Hmm...kuch accidents dimaag pe asar karta hain..

Karan : haan, toh aaj bike se giri toh sarr pe chot lagi hogi...that's why I asked...

Arjun silently finished his meal and retired to his room. Karan sighed in relief. He mentally thanked his lucky stars "Thank god, he didn't probed further". Simran noticed Karan's facial change.

Simran : Kya hua?

Karan : Kuch nahi...sunn,Di ko medicines dhayan se de dena...aur woh sedative matt vulna...she needs rest.

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Arjun was thinking about Di, sitting in the darkness of his room. Today he is sitting by his window, staring to the illuminated room of the opposite building. He was looking at the girl engrossed into her laptop. He remembered how calm she was in the hospital, when doctor was stitching her knee & advising her about taking care of her wounds. The smirk on her face was saying she was well aware of it. She asked Karan to bring her bike from the accident spot. Then she walked up to the jeep and sit in the passenger seat, without anyone's help. He saw her making faces in pain each time she was shifting her weight on her knees or moving her bruised hand. All the time she was refusing their support, finally karan forcefully helped her to walk up to her house. He reminded him of Saakshi, who faked a leg injury to gain his attention, whereas Di was completely refusing for any kind of support, that's very weird.

And her house, it is well maintained, just like a typical army officers home, organized and sophisticated. The happy faces of the Tandon family, just reminded him of his childhood days, but the diffrence was Disha got her father's love, pampers and support when his father always kept a distance from him and used to make decisions for him. "Fathers are same indeed, what his father couldn't do forcefully, Disha's father did it with love; he just made her quit the army." Then something stroked into his mind. Two swords of honor! If Disha quitted army in her initial days, how could she achieve that! Or there was something that she hid from everyone?

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Disha opened ETF's and started checking the cases they solved, their ongoing and pending cases. She found some incomplete cases, their investigation stopped due to the team's disbandment. She read them carefully and sent an request to transfer them to some other wings. Then she started some background checking, starting with the mysterious man living into her neighborhood.

Simran entered the room with dinner, and saw Di was upto her ears in work. She sighed, placed the plates on Di's reading table, brought a bed-table and stood beside her, looking at the illuminated screen of her laptop.

Simran : She's quit beautiful...who is she? your sister?

It was not a question but a statement. And her sudden speaking up startled Di a bit. She shifted and winched in pain.

Di : arrghr!! Simi...aise sir pe aake koi baithta hain kya??dur se nahi bula sakti thi?

Simi : Sorry...aab yeh batao yeh larki hain kaun?

Di : (Shutting down her laptop) tujhe aab kya chahiye?

Simi : Dinnr le aayi hoon...lappy hatao aur kha lo...

Di noddeed and Simran served the dinner. She sat with her plate also, eating and blabbering...while Di was as usual silent listener. At a point Simran found Di was lost into her thoughts.

Simran : Di, who's that girl...any relative?

Di : (frowned...and then smiled) What make you feel that she is my relative?

Simran : Her eyes Di...they are exactly like yours.

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Di wake up feeling a sharp pain into her wounded knee. She sat up with great effort and grabbed a glass of water. After draughting the water she saw the time, almost 4.00. those heavy doses of painkiller, antibiotics and sedative kept her bedridden for quit long. She picked her phone up and checked the new messages, smiling.

After 15 minutes, a person in a brown jacket left her house, scuffing. Someone didn't want to miss the sunrise, or more precisely... seeing him.

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Like everyday, Raghu finished his morning walk and stood at his usual place to see the sunrise. But the main purpose was sing two people he really cared for. He saw Arjun, sitting on the sand, and Rathod standing far from him. He couldn't saw their face clearly from that distance, but he didn't miss the brewing turmoil inside them. Rathod was looking at Arjun, but h was thinking something else. And Arjun seemed restless today. They were not like their usual form in last two years, there is something that was bothering them. But h rally don't know what it was. He mentally decided to talk Rathod today & Arjun as well.

He turned to expire when his gaze stuck on a hooded figure sitting on the rocks aside, though it was a human, but the color of the cloths was a perfect camouflage that nobody could identify it in a glance. The person was sitting comfortably, supporting him/herself on the rock piles.

Raghu frowned. It looked like that person is familiar with this place, but he could bet he never saw that place occupied in years. Then a realization stroked him, and he approached to that figure, unsure about his doubt.

He went closed to that hooded figure and was about to ask his first question, when it spoke up.

Figure : you can sit here if you want.

Raghu frowned. That voice was familiar. But he didn't argue and took a place beside that person.

Raghu : I didn't..

Figure : expected me here. Then what you've expected? I'm dead?

Raghu : I didn't say that! In fact I was waiting for you. You know many thing happened in ...

Figure : I know...I can see it.(pointing to Arjun)

Raghu : so what you'll do now?

Figure : Me?? I'm on leave darling, I hope you remember.

Raghu : then why you come back here? after these years, why you've showed up? To mock us? To see how helpless we are now? You want us to admit that we are incomplete without you & We need you badly? If you can see everything then what you are waiting for DDT? Why you are sitting still like this?

Figure : Because it's a beautiful morning & I'm enjoying the breeze.

Raghu : I hate this attitude! Always joking... be serious! plz!!

Figure : So someone is telling me, he doesn't trust me.

Raghu : (sniffed) not a bit.

Figure : (straightened up) then believe in your trust. Good morning Mr. Raghu Dixit. Have a good day.

Raghu : Are you?

Figure : (without minimizing pace) no.

Raghu sighed. Things are getting complicated day by day.

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