Create Scenes (UPDATED NEW pg6) - Page 15

Originally posted by: luna_lovegood

Okie...first of all I must say u have amazin hindi... 👏 I knw all these words bt yea ofcourse using them and actually in a story like this...is marvellous! 👏



Secondly...Daya in the pic (and also in reality) does luk alot like a character from the epics 😆


THirding...u are amazing...no word the I knw can actually do justice with the level of appreciation to your work!! Its simply out of imagination and thnks to u for sharing it with us 😊

secondly........Daya looks like a character of epic??? hmmm is it a compliment or anything else?????😆😆...just joking freind.....don't be serious.....not for a moment......the picture I got nearly six years ago.....when I first realised the intensity of my admiration towrads him.

Thirdly....again I'm so grateful for spending your time at this scene & for commenting here................u all are my real encouragement.

take loooooooooooooots of love🤗

suchi

Originally posted by: Daisy!!

oh i can understand the modern hindi alrite...but nah the traditional one...
i wish i cudddddd so i cud read ur story suchi as shruti mentioned..that it is totally mindblowing.... 😭 😭

suchi

Main Characters:

Some Minor characters: as the story will progress I will add the pictures of the characters.........

PART I

Daya & Tarika came back from Abhi's birthday party. both were damn tired &

entering into their home Daya just slumped down onto the bed & said to

Tarika-----hey shona, pls, ek cup coffee milega?
Tarika was a bit angry & said----achchha, to tum mujhe thora aram karte huye

nehi dekh sakte ho, ha?
Daya smiled lightly but didn't say anything, but Tarika wasn't happy at

all--- ab coffee piyoge...aur sare raat jag jag ke apne laptop le kar na jane

kya kya karte rahoge.....pher kahoge ke neend nehi araha hain...aur subha

hote hi.....office jane ki taiyari karoge....pher,,,office......
now Daya smiled again & crooned like a child---itna usar kyu rahi ho?
Tarika continued---nehi!!! chandan se puja karu tumhara!!!
Daya answered with a bantering voice--ha...puja to karna hi chaiye, akher

pati hu tumhari...aur pati.....devta hote hain....samjhi...abodh nari? He

burst into loud laughter after finishing his words...but when he didn't

listen to Tarika anymore, then he headed towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen Tarika was making coffee for Daya silently.....she wasn't

saying anymore..Daya went gingerly just rear of Tarika & engulfed her with

his strong arms & before Tarika could react he started to snog very gently

over her neckline....Tarika closed her eyes in pleasure ...but said--- Chhoro

mujhe.........tumhara...sab....badmashi.......mujhe....maloo m..hain....Daya
was sniffling deeply to take Tarika's fragrance into his heart & continued

to peck on her neck....& spluttered gently---kya huya jaan...kal se dekh raha

hu.....mujhse....itna...khaffa..kyu..ho?
Tarika disengaged herself from Daya & again concentrated on making coffee.
Daya was a bit surprised but he understood that surely Tarika was worried for

some reason...otherwise everyday, everytime he was nearly mollycoddled by

her. To change her mood & lighten the situation he told--- dekho, bahar hawa

kitna tez hain.....shayad..barish hoga..chalo na.....bahar..chalte hain.....
Tarika was silent.....
now Daya snatched her hand--chalo na......pleeeeeease...
Tarika was trying to shroud her emotions by feigned irritation--ahhhh, chhoro

na mujhe.....kyu pareshan kar rahe ho....ye lo..tumhara coffee....aur...
--aur???aur barish??? Daya snatched Tarika so that she had to tumble against

him....a glint of mischief was sparkling within his eyes.....
now Tarika answered in a huffy voice---mujhe nehi jaana hain....
--ha???? nehi jana hain??? jana ....to....tum..he parega......hi........Daya

took Tarika in his lap now...& headed towards the lawn
---ahhhh..Daya...chhoro..mujhe....

pls....nehi..jana...hain...chhoro......pls...badmash.....Tar ika was fidgeting

like a sparrow...but...all her protest were in vein..& when they reached at

the lawn rain had started to drizzle down...though not in torrents....gusty

gale was blowing ......Tarika now stared deeply at Daya...his strayed strands

made his face so secluded...a flicker of mischivous chuckle made his face

very naughty...& child like.....very gently she mumbled---tumhe bukhar ho

jayega ..Daya......pher...
Daya gazed deep into the eyes of Tarika & answered---ab mujhe..bukhar ko darr

nehi lagta hain...tum jo... sath ho...aur...aise..bhi.....bukhar hone

se.....office..me jana...nehi...parega....aur....tumhare pass....
he couldn't finish & Tarika just stopped him placing her drenched palm over

his lips....both were staggered ....& couldn't speak anyhting.....by then

rain started to splatter down,& made them drenched........they were driping

raindrops continuously....& wasn't aware enough how ....they came

closer.....nealry panting with unknown excitement........both came closer..&

closer...& ...closer....& when there lips were about to

meet.....Daya..whispered---shona.....zindegi...me.....pehli. ...bar...mujhe

barish itna achchha lag raha hain....Tarika

was......restless.....desperate......Daya's whispering words made her more

thirsty.....more......kaisa barish hain

ye....?.....pyas..bujhane...ki....jagah....pyas....bara...de te...hain....Daya

was about to speak something but Tarika now didn't give any chance to

him....her quivering lips touched his rugged & parched ones within a

moment....they lost themselves within the beatific squall......Tarika was

trying to slake every thirst of Daya with her soft,wet lips.......like

rumbustious waves which dashed onto the dry sand to quench it's

thirst........her aanchal flaked off,& they were lost within the world of

love........Daya caressed over her chin...neck...& then he was going

downwards........Tarika was purring heavily.....a flame of passion was

eventually burgeoned within her...she flung herself onto the ground.....&

drowning within a deep....ocean...now Daya again kissed her over her

lips.........the spattering raindrops were crooning.......

khushbu lato ki tujhpe lutane de
in dhadkano mein mujhko samane de
najdeek aane de, trishna mitane de
tapte khayalo pe shabnam girane de
chahat ki baahon mein armaan sulagte hain
milne ki lau mein dheere dheere tanha jal rahe hain
hum.....do.....

Tarika was losing her grip,her...control...her sense.....it seemed to her

that she was drifted down the river of pleasure.......Daya again kissed her

passionately..she shuddered & let out a slow whirr in pleasure....before

drowning the edeg of the disaster...she moaned----Daya....Nasik me maat

jao....bujai....mujhe.....chhorke.....nasik...me.......
suddenly Daya was just flown off from Tarika & stared at her with stark

astonishment.....the excitement....the passion.....the.....desire ...all were

still fluttering in their hearts...but......Daya turned back & went

inside...in haste....
Tarika took some minutes to realise..that Daya had gone leaving her

thirsty...&.....she was floundered to think what had wrong went.....& then

went inside.....
By then Daya finished taking his bath & came in the room being

fresh.....Tarika took the towel & went beside Daya to mop his hairs

out---thand lag jayega..., aao..bal ko sukha du....she just ...about to mop

his hairs dry..but...Daya...scarpered from there...& stood infront of the

window....Tarika was stunned... a sharp pang of agony was billowing within

her....she too came beside Daya & asked with desolated voice---maine kya kiya

hain Daya.....kyu mujhe....
Daya answered without looking at her---tum bheege huye

ho...jao...jake...change karlo......thand lag jayega....
Tarika's glance was still---jab tak tum mujhe nehi bataoge....ke kya mera

kasoor...tab tak....main nehi jaungi......
Daya was silent for few moments & then spluttered---mujhe Nasik me jana hi

hoga...Tarika...aur is ke bare me tum kisise bhi baat nehi karna.......
Tarika now came infront of Daya & straight gazed into his eyes----woh...to

tumhe jana hi hain....mujhe chhorke....jhumu ko chhorke....jabki...tumhe...ye

maloom hain..ki ye mission kitna khatarnak hain....kuchh bhi ho sakte

hain..aur tum.....
Daya suddenly shrieked out---haaa...mujhe jana hain....why don't you

understand Tarika ke ye mera duty hain......main na nehi bol sakta hun..
Tarika too continued with a scathing voice---achchha??? na nehi bol sakte ho?

to pher Abhijeet kyu nehi ja raha hain? kyu akele tum bali ka bakra banoge?
---Tarika!!!!!! Daya shouted very loudly,---kuchh bhi bole ja rahi ho tum?

aur kisne tumhe ye mission ki bareme bataya ,ha? bolo mujhe?
Tarika was stunned, he never saw Daya so much angry ......she couldn't speak

a single word.
---bolo mujhe? ye ek secret mission hain,yaha tak CID ke hi sabko iske bareme

maloom nehi hain........maine to tumhe nehi bataya....to pher..Daya was

thinking minutely
--to pher?????? wah Daya!! Pati ho tum mere, patni hun

tumhara.....aur....mujhe aur kisise....ye sab sun na para...aur..phir bhi

tumhe koyi sharm nehi hain!!!!!, puchh rahe ho mujhe ke kisne kaha????? kyu

Daya???? wada kiya tha na ...kuchh bhi nehi chhupaoge mujhse!!!!! itni jaldi

......Tarika swallowed her tears ...itni jaldi...sare..wade

....bhul...gaye...!!!!!! Tarika couldn't conceal anymore....
Daya was desperate & a bit helpless---Tarika please, try to understand, CID

ke secret mission ke bareme kisi ko bhi nehi kaha ja sakta hain,, ye order

hain head quarter ka........
Tarika too continued again with jeer in her voice---apni patni ko bhi

nehi!!!!!,Daya ....un logo ke liye tum sirf ek officer ho.....tumhara kuchh

bhi hoga...to woh..DCP sahay....thora sa condolence dekar.....her voice was

being choked.....chala jayega......lekin...main??????mera kya hoga

Daya....her voice eventually became gentle.....bolo mujhe????? mere

liye.....tum kya ho....kya..mujhe....dobara....tumhe kehna parega?????she

started to sob after finishing her words.
Daya's anger & excitement was appeased a bit & he slowly went to Tarika & sat

beside her...& said very gently---Tiku,tumhe thand lag jayega..., bukhar

hoga...jao..jake...change karlo...jao...shona....
Tarika answered sobbing her heart out---bukhar hone se tumko thori waqt

milega mere pas baithne ka.....tumhara to duty hoga na...She soon scarpered

from there.
Daya was feeling sad.....truely....he shouldn't behave so rudely with

Tarika.....she must had been very hurt.....oh how could I hurt her in this

way? Daya was a great repentant and .....he slowly went to the

room...there..Tarika was sobbing her heart out into the pillow.....Daya

slowly went to her...& touched gently---shona, aise...aise...mat roya

karo...pls....achchha thik hain...main sab bata raha hun tumhe......lekin

usse pehle tum jake.....
Tarika looked at Daya with brimming eyes filled with tear....but couldn't say

anything....truely...what could he do? He had the pressure to fulfill his

duty in one hand...& if.....he got pressurised by me like this...then he

would be.....nah....main aisa nehi karungi.....sath dungi unka.....unke har

faisle me...har mor me.....
Meanwhile Abhijeet was rushing towards Daya's home....entering into the lawn

he could hear the voice of the two.
Tarika: bujaaai..........
Daya:mmmm
Tarika:sorry,
Daya enfolded Tarika within his arms & then whispered---it's allright,
Abhijeet headed a bit ahead to see them...though he was guilty...arrey ye kya

kar raha hu main? mujhe aisa nehi karna chaiye...balki abhi bell dena

chaiye.....magar....he stopped & to quench his curiosity he peeped through

the side of a window.....
Daya & Tarika were beholder of each other....& finally Tarika said---tumhare

har faisle ke sath main hun....then she kissed over Daya's palm....Daya took

Tarika's face nearer & kissed over her forehead....
Abhijeet couldn't understand what to do......it seemed to him that millions

of butterflies were buzzing within his heart.....sach pyar ...kitna khubsurat

hain....kitna madhur hain....kab..main..aise....he stopped...& reproached

himself stringently---Abhijeet , kya ho gaya hain tumhe....is waqt....is

waqt...tum ye baat ....now Abhijeet couldn't delay but gave the doorbell.
Daya opened the door & was stunned to see Abhijeet---Abhijeet tum!!!!! itni

raat me!!!!! kya ...
Abhijeet clenched Daya's hand tightly & dragged him into a room & shut the

door locked.
Daya was just staggered & said--kya huya hain? tum kuchh bolte kyu nehi?
Abhijeet looked around & whispered with stifle excitement--woh CD gayab

hain...
Daya was just startled with shock & asked--ye kya keh rahe ho? kaha se gayab

hain? kaha pe rakha tha?
Abhijeet was panting in excitement & said---mere ghar ki drawer me....aaj do

paher me bhi tha...mujhe lag raha hain....sham pe...us party me anewala

kisine hi gayab....ki..hain....
Daya was silent & was in deep thought cowering at the floor.
Abhijeet was restless---ab main...ab main...kya muh dikhaunga ACP saab ko,

mujhe kkuchh samajh me nehi araha hain Daya......Daya..
Daya put his hands over Abhi's shoulder to console him & said--- kuchh na

kuchh to ho hi jayega....chinta maat karo....though he was trying to console

Abhijeet but he himself knew that how tough the situation would be.....& the

most important thing is...who????? who was the culprit? was he/she present in

that party? was he/she an insider?

[to be continued]

PART II

Next Day [Bureau]
ACP Pradyuman stomped into the bureau with noisy steps while everyone greeted him--Good morning sir.
ACP: Good Morning, Daya, Abhijeet kaha hain?
Vivek: woh...sir..Daya sir to sudhirji ka statement record kar rahe hain.....magar Abhijeet sir.....
ACP frowned ---kya huya Abhijeet ko?
Fredricks: sir, Abhijeet sir ne subha phone kiya tha....unka tabiyat kuchh thik nehi hain...to woh thore der me ayenge...
ACP stalked out to enter into his cabin & ordered --Fredricks, tum aur Devyana tum dono kandivali police station me jao aur Naresh Trivedi ka file leke aao, uska file reopen karne ka zarurat para hain, jao
Fredricks: yes sir,
ACP: aur vivek, tum us Mrs. Malhotra murder case ka file par rahe the na?
Vivek: yes sir..
ACP: ha to kya pata chala?
Vivek: sir,unki pati ek hafta pehle unki upar nazar rakhne ke liye ek detective agency ko lagaya tha...main main woh detective agency dhun raha tha..
ACP: fine, dhuno, lekin fast, very fast
Vivek went nodding his head with servility.
ACP sat in his cabin & dialed the number of Abhijeet, but Abhijeet didn't receive the call, he contorted his face with a bit irritation & worry, then he again dialed his number..this time Abhijeet received the phone
Abhijeet: hello
ACP: ha Abhijeet, kya huya, ab kaise ho?
Abhijeet was fumbled to answer, but somehow he managed to be strong--wohh, sir..ab kuchh thik hun...
ACP: to jaldi bureau me ajao, important baat karna hain,,, ha tumhara woh gol tiffin ka dabba leke ana, he cut the line down.
meanwhile Daya entered in the cabin--may I come in sir?
ACP: ha Daya aao,
Daya: sir, sudhirji ka statement record kar liya, use Juhu police station ki SI ramesh singh aur SI dhruv kataria leke gaye hain.
ACP: fine, now tum baitho,aur suno...Nasik ke liye tumhe kal hi ravana hona parega...suno...jo bhi karoge hoshiyari se karoge....apna akhe, kaan achchhi tarika se kholke rakhna....maine..(he looked around & lowered his voice) pichhle dus din me jo bhi training diya hain.....use yaad rakhoge..samjhe?
Daya nodded his head & said--yes sir.
ACP continued---aur us CD ke ek copy leke jana, usme pura details hain...thik hain?
Daya was in deep thought & bit his lips in this process....ACP didn't skip to notice it----Daya...kya baat hain??
Daya: ha sir.....nehi...koyi....baat nehi hain......main case ke bareme soch raha tha......
ACP noticed Daya minutely for sometime & then told him---Abhijeet ka kya huya hain? tumhe kuchh maloom hain?
Daya was just startled once & then managed himself well---ha sir....woh...kal hi keh raha tha....waise...
---morning sir. Abhijeet entered in the cabin.
---ha Abhijeet, aao, are you all right now?
Abhijeet once glanced slyly over Daya & then answered---yes sir.
ACP:jo cd lane ke liye bola woh laye ho?
Abhijeet & Daya exchanged their glances ...but couldn't say anyhting....
ACP was surprised but at the same time their silence was making him restless & worried--kya baat hain Abhijeet, main tumhe kuchh puchh raha hun...woh cD laya ke nehiiiii?
Suddenly Daya said--arrey Abhijeet,tum to woh CD kal mujhe deke gaye the....woh mere pas hain sir..mere drawer me....
ACP flied into rage now & shouted--- tumhe diya tha? to ab tak main CD ke baat kar raha hun...tumne mujhe bataya kyu nehi???????
Daya muttered with difficulty---ssir..woh...nehi sir..main kal Nasik jane ke bareme soch raha tha..to.....sorry sir...
ACP felt somthing fishy..but he didn't tell it to them & said--thik hain...to Daya....tum jake CD leke aao,hume kuchh bohot khas & important baat ko discuss karna hain......aur..ek baat...jab tak main kuchh further instructions nehi dunga...tab tak tum koyi bhi step nehi loge...all right?
Daya swallowed the guilt of speaking lie...& said--- yes sir....
Both came out of the cabin & now Daya went to his desk computer & switched on it....Abhijeet was treuly shocked...he was feeling guilty too for the situation....& he told him with a wrinkled face---Daya...tumne ye kya kiya???? kyu apne upar sare ilzaam le liya tumne...ab..ab kya karenge ? kaha se layenge woh....CD
Daya was busy with computer & he didn't just try to listen to Abhijeet...he was working absorbing himself into there...
Abhijeet was getting restless & feeling more more guilty ...& said---Daya...tum kuchh bolte kyu nehi ho?
Daya pulled Abhijeet by snatching his hand & made him to sit very closer & then he looked around & said---chinta maat karo Abhijeet, itna important cd ko kya hum aise hi rakh denge?he continued to whisper---dekho,yehi CD lekar aa hum kaam karenge...woh CD jo kho gaye hain....ye kisiko nehi batana....
Abhijeet was confused---par...Daya...sir ko hum nehi bataenge? jo koyi bhi CD churaya hain...woh...to.ab tak..he was shaking his head with despair.......sab secret jan liya hoga......
Daya smiled mysteriously & said---nehi Abhijeet, itna asan nehi....CD me password diya huya hain...jo ke sirf.....mujhe hi maloom hain.....kyuki...woh password bhi maine hi diya tha......lekin ha...isse pehle..woh CD ko khulne me kamiyaab ho jaye, hume use dhun nikalna hoga....tum ek kaam karo Abhijeet, kal raattumhare birthday party me jitna log aye the...sab ki naam ka ek list banao...dekhte hain.......ke...kaun ...ho sakte hain........
Abhijeet was getting emotional...his eyes became blurred in tears ..& suddenly he clenched Daya's one hand & said with choked voice----Daya, kal to tum Nasik chale ja rahe ho.....
Daya got surprised so much that he couldn't react at first except gaping at him......
Abhijeet cowered down, one drop of tears poured down from his eyes, he was sniffling with difficulty & said--bohot...bohot...zada miss karunga tumhe Daya...kaha milega...mujhe....tum jaisa....dost?
To see Abhijeet so much emotional...Daya too got emotional & clenching Abhijeet's hands tightly he said---aisa maat kaho Abhijeet...main Nasik me rahunga..to kya huya hain...yaha...tumhe koyi bhi problem hoga....koyi bhi taqleef mehsus karoge...to mujhe zarur phone karoge tum....samjhe?
Abhijeet wiped off his eyes & said---tum waha pe apna khayal rakhna Daya....woh log bohot khatarnak hain...
Daya tried to appease his overflowing emotion & after a few seconds he said---tum chinta maat karo....I will take care of myself....par Abhijeet, time nehi hain, chalo, jaldi karte hain....
Daya was in hurry to write the CD....& as the process finished...ACP Pradyuman came into them with noisy steps asked---ha batao...CD ko computer me dala hain kya?
Daya promptly answered---ha sir....
ACP now started to make the plan understand to them....though major plans he discussed earlier...but he was just revising the main points.......once again...& suddenly his cell rang loudly
ACP: arrey, fredricks??? ha fredricks bolo
Freddie: sir...yaha pe Naresh Trivedi ka file dene me woh log inkaar kar rahe hain....pls.sir...sir..aap hi baat kar lijiye.....
ACP: achchha ek minute...tum rakho main baad me tumhe call karta hun..he cut the line down & said--- Daya...tum ab ghar chale jao...kal tumhe jana bhi hain.....aur jane se pehle se office me se...zaruri files aur baki cheso ko le jana....aur Abhijeet tum dekho vivek kitne dur gaye hain...Mrs.Malhotra murder case me...thik hain....
Both stood up & ACP now shook his hand with Daya's & said---hope to be successful in our mission, o.k? take care... he went ahead & entered into his cabin.
Both Daya & Abhijeet stared at the way ACP had gone...& now Daya whispered---list taiyar hain Abhijeet?
Abhijeet: arrey nehi yaar, itna jaldi kaise....
Daya: mere ghar chalo..waha par hi list taiyar karoge.....aur agar Sir kuchh puchhe to kehna ke hum....hum...ye case ki bareme kuchh discuss kar rahe the...
Abhijeet was confused & worried--magar Daya, tum to kal hi nikal rahey ho....itni kam waqt me ...kaise....
Daya was determined & he firmly said---hume usko to pakarna hi parega Abhijeet......jo koyi bhi hain woh....shayad baad me tumhe ye kaam akele hi ......karna parega....magar....main tumhara madat karunga....chahe Nasik me se hi kyu na ho.... jaldi chalo..Abhijeet.
Daya took every single & minute details of the case with him & stomped out of the bureau with Abhijeet in hurry.

[Daya's Residence]

Abhijeet was preparing the list while Daya was rechecking the CD in his laptop again......Abhijeet was indeed confused...& suddenly he asked Daya---mujhe kuchh samajh me nehi araha hain Daya....koyi mere birthday party se woh CD kaise chura sakte hain? dekho jo koyi bhi aya tha..sab to mere jana pehchana hain...hum log the...matlab...main..tum...ACP saab, Freddie..vivek..dev--devyana..Abhi gulped once pronouncing that name....but quickly got into reality...he continued--- salunkhe saab, tarika...mere dost..Rahul..Soumya...Suresh....aur unlogo ke patniya....matlab...Pari...Naina aur..Reema...aur mere ek parosi....Sanghamitra aur unki beti Juliya......suddenly something stucked into Daya's mind.....among these names...he just couldn't forget his wife's name.......kaise pata chala use...kaise????? maine..to...phir kya......he just reproached himself within him---ye kya Daya? apne patni par shak kar rahe ho? kaise pati ho tum????? chhi Daya....aise......but again his mind said him---woh patni hain...isliye chhor doge Daya? detection karne ke liye apne aap par bhi to shak karna parta hain...aur.......Just at that moment some freaky sounds came off from the main gate...Abhijeet informed it to Daya--Daya, shayad koyi aye hain...
Daya too was surprised & he said--koyi...matlab..Tarika hogi.....they both came into the drawing room & saw Tarika was there locking the door ....but to see Daya she was stupefied...& muttered--tum, is waqt?
Daya answered with a bit hesitation & confusion--ha...main..chala aya...
Tarika just ran into Daya & touching his forehead she asked---tum thik to ho na? bukhar to nehi aya? tabiyat kharap lag raha hain? she was talking with bated breath..
Daya was a little embarrassed with Tarika's concern for him infront of Abhijeet....he answered being a little abashed---nehi..nehi...main bilkul thik hun...
Tarika was still very worried & couldn't believe easily Daya's words---to pher .....is waqt tum ghar me.....aur...woh bhi Abhijeet ke sath....Abhijeet aap hi bataiye....Daya thik to haina...?
Abhijeet tittered with a mixture of nervousness & embarrassment...infront of Tarika's rigorous enquiry & said---nehi Tarika,Daya bilkul thik hain....aap chinta maat kijiye....aise.......hum....hum.log.....lunch ke liye.....aye....hain...kya huya...bolo na Daya..
Daya too was fumbling--ha ....ha...lunch ke liye...aye hain..kyu nehi aa..sakta hun...kya?
Tarika glanced over her husband with the eyes full of suspicion..Daya lowered his eyes down....Tarika didn't say anything & straight went to the room...
Daya sighed with despair & Abhijeet was squirmed with guilt inside & said---Daya...mere waja se....dekho tum....
Daya made him stop & went slowly to their room & shut the door on...
Tarika was standing just beside the window staring at ouside with gloomy eyes.....Daya was smouldering inside for telling lie to Tarika....he came just the rear of Tarika & clutched her within his arms....Tarika was silent for some moments....& then...very slowly told--tumhara lunch pack main apne hatho se bureau me rakh ke ayi hun Daya.....
Daya cooed very gently---sorry..tiku...main...jhuth nehi kehna chahta tha....mujhe maloom hain...main jhuth kehta hun..to..tumhe bohot dukh......bohot dukh pauchta hain...
Tarika now spunned to face Daya..her eyes were filled with tears...--to pher kyu kehte ho?
Daya patted very gently over Tarika's hair & said---sach kahunga....to gussa nehi karoge?
Tarika didn't answer but slowly leant on Daya's chest....
Daya continued to pat over her hairs very gently & said---tiku..mujhe ye pata karna bohot zaruri hain...ke ....ke..kisne tumhe...mere Nasik jaane ki bare me kaha hain....
Tarika now tossed her eyes up to keep hers on Dayas....
Daya was looking at her helplessly ...his face was a bit worried, sad, & gloomy.....after some moments he said---agar tum uska naam bataoge...to...use dhun nikalna bohot asan ho jayega......
Tarika said with affectionate voice---baad me bataungi.......
Daya now took Tarika's face within his palms & then slowly whispered---shayad kal tak sun ne ka mauka nehi hoga.............Tarika's eyes were wandering through Daya's face & now she breathe out---ye kya keh rahe ho Daya?
Daya disengaged himself from tarika & kept silence around them for sometimes ...& then he again spluttered very slowly---kal main Nasik ja raha hun....
Tarika was speechless..in....sudden shock & very slowly she said---aur tum mujhe aab bata rahe ho?
Daya answered with difficulty----mujhe hi to aab maloom para Tarika...kahase...main..tumhe...
Tarika interrupted Daya & asked--kab lautoge?
Daya cringed down & said after some minutes---pata nehi...kab..tak rehna parega.......woh...to..plan ke upar dependent hain...ACP saab ..hi........before completing his words Daya turned back to look into Tarika..........she was in tears........& standing like a stone........Daya came closer.....but she fended her off & said with choked voice----mujhe aur Jhumu ko ......tum Pune me mere maike me chhorke jana...she then stormed out of the room.........Daya tried to stop her...on her way...Daya again came & clasping her hand he pleaded---Tarika..please......gussa maat karo, achchha kuchh khake to jao......please...aise....bina lunch kiye...maat jao....yaha se ......but Tarika was unstoppable.......She strutted out of the house without taking her lunch.
[To be continued]