rantara ff-sajda tere pyar mein[note at page 150] - Page 16

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Chapter 6-can't let it happen again

"didu..." Ishu's voice chocked. Antara understood that ishan heared everything. And it's not impossible for her to put two and two together. His fearfull expression was telling her everything. Antara rushed towards her and bend down on her knees looking at her shocked frozen face. She kept her hand on his shoulder and jerked him. "ISHAN!!!" she said a bit loudly. Ishan got out of transe and gasped heavily. "didu what is this..." He was still in shock and couldn't compose his words. "ishu u won't tell anything about this, u understood? Kisi ko kuch nahi batayegi tu..." antara's voice get harder as her hold tightened on ishan's shoulder. "didu what were u telling to vishal uncle...kya kahe rahe thi tum?... nahi didu tum kahi nahi ja rahi ho...I won't let u go anywhere." Ishan said stubbornly and looked down to his feet without meeting antara's urging gaze. "ishu..." antara slowly cupped his lil brother's face and look into his eyes. "ishan pls listen to me..." antara tried to say but ishan shoved away her hand and ran towards the bed. "no didu. I won't listen a single word from you. I know u are going to catch those terrorist. No didu... I know those terrorists will kill u just like papa..." He snapped baxk to antara with teary eyes. "no ishan..." antara rushed towards ishu and hold his shoulder. "don't say like that. I have to go ishan... pls aisa mat kar.. mat rok mujhe.." antara almost pleaded. Ishan didn't said a single word and looked away. She understood that ishan was mad at her. "ishan pls... u won't say anything about this to mama mumy... promise me.." antara asked him. "why didu... why should I have to shut my mouth everytime... u don't even let me tell about papa's death to moma..." he paused for a while. Both brother and sister understood the emotional turmoil they are going through. "ok I understood that it was for moma's health ishue but what is this didu... now u even want to go away from us just like papa..." ishan's stubborn voice got faded due to his outburst. "no ishan, u are getting me wrong..." antara turned him towards her and touch his chicks to brush away his tears... "never say that ishan. I won't ever leave u and moma..." she said. Even her eyes were wet looking at ishan's condition. "I know didu... u are doing all these things for moma and me... I know we need money for moma's treatment and u are also worried about my schooling... but didu, u don't have to worri about me... I will manage... aap mujhe kisi bhi school mein de do... main hamesha man laga ke paroongi aur exam mein bhi top karoongi..." Ishan said. "really?!" antara smiled at his innocent talks and caressed his hairs lovingly. "haan didu.. and don't worry about moma.. I collected some mony in my piggy banks... till now it may be..." He waited to count for a while. "yeah all ready there is 500 rupees... don't worry didu I vl break that pigi bank and u can take those money for moma's treatment... Ok" ishu assured. Antara smiled. How could she make her innocent brother understood that his pigi bank's money was nothing in front of that huge amount they needed for geeta's treatment. "ishan, u are getting me wrong. I am not doing this for money... ishu how can I make u understand... Ishu u remember ur friends in kashmir. Riyaz, asana, mohit, amir and rashmi..." Antara asked. "yes didu... how can I forget them they are my best friends.." ishan's eyes gleamed. "and if after some days u come to know that they are not alive... Another huge bomb blast took their lives..." She promped. "didu!!..." ishan's voice chocked. "I am sorry ishan... I don't want to hurt you. But this is the reality ishan. They are planning something bigger and if we don't stop them, I afraid we can ever ever get back our beautiful Kashmir..." antara moved her gaze towards the window. The darkness of the sky melted a bit as the moon rose at late night. "and I won't let it happen. I won't let any other family to suffer,I don't want any one lost her father just like mine..." Antara was lost on her words. Her father's face was flashing in her mind. His charming smile, always encouraged her to move on. She felt another tender touch. Ishan was touching her palm. "didu u are right..." suddenly ishan promped. Antara looked back at him with slightly amused eyes. Ishan was looking at her face with some new developed determined expression. "tu sahi hain didu... hum aisa nahi hone de sakte..." ishan shook her head. "papa bhi yahin kahete the na... humare sath kitna bhi bura kyun na ho, hum dusro ke sath bura nahi hone de sakte.." he said. His voice didn't shook a bit. It really amused antara. Ishan had really grown up so much in that small time. She kept her hand on her shoulder, "that's like my brother!!.."antara said with a smile. "hey didu can I go with you... I can also help u in your mission..." ishan asked innocently."hmp... but ishu if u go with me who will take care of your mission?" antara asked. " my mission...?" ishan asked in quriocity. "yes, and this mission is harder. Ur new mission... to pass the entrance test of your school and also taking care of moma..." Antara said with a smile. "kya didu...!!" ishan said irritatedly. "yes ishan, this is more imp. Remember, when I will not be hear u have to take care about each and everything of moma, I am leaving her in this state..," antara's voice again became sad, "I don't want to cause her trouble..." antara was again interrupted by ishan, "didu don't worry... main iss ghar ka man hoon na main sab samhal loongi.,..." he assured with his usual smile. "ye huyi na baat... now go to sleep I have to wake up early morning..." antara was about to go to but suddenly ishan caught her hand. Antara looked back with surprise and again got frozen looking at ishan's poor face. She felt the lump in her throat. Would she ever be eble to sea his sweet brother again? She didn't wanted to cry but tears automatically started to blur her eye sight. "didu pls promise me that u will come back... otherwise I won't let u go..." ishan said holding antara's hand stubbornly. "ishu..." tears flew down her chicks. "pls didu u have to come back! Otherwise I won't ever forgivr u..." his voice again got chocked. Antara hug ishan tightly. Both were in tears. "didu promise me that u will talk to me everyday... I promise I won't tell a single word to anyone, but please tu mujhse baat karna..." ishan said hugging her tighter. "haan ishan... I will try...!" antara said caressing his hairs. Antara closed her eyes and prayed to her papa to give her strength. At that moment suddenly a cold wind came through the window and ruffled her hairs. With that cold wind that beautiful bohemian tune of harmonica came into her ear. Antara smiled, she got her papa's blessing.

Raghu was restlessly moving all over his cot up to late hours of night. He didn't knew why he couldn't sleep today. Even after playing his mouth organ, he was feeling so restless. His eyes were moving towards the door of the balcony in front. He saw antara's rooms light was still on. Why was she awake so late at night? " sala kyun apni khopri kharap kqar rahi hain uss yeri ke bare mein soch ke... jo karna hain kare... Gana gaye, dance kare ya bhang piye apun ko kya?... so ja raghu beta.. uss jalebi bai ke bare mein soch ke dimag ki jalebi mat bana... Pata nahi kab kya karti hain..." He mumbled quite angrily to himself. He rolled on the bed and covered his bare upper body with the bedshit and tried to get a peacefull sleep. But his mind which was racing at bullet train speed never let him sleep. "par galti to apun ka tha... khali pili chilla diya uspe... jab ki uski koi galti hi nahi thi... Sari galti to uss chachi..." his every fiber got angry and he stroke the edge of the cot impatiently. He remembered each and every word he said to antara that morning... "...nikal ja yahan se... kya kahi thi tune aaj ki zamane ki majboot larki... arey ek gamla nahi samhala jata chali apne family ko samhalne... Khud paise kamana hain... arey ek kaam to dhang se nahi hota tujhse...bas to lecture marna janti hain... arey tere papa ne kya bas lecture dena sikhaya tha tujhe?... ya fir lecture dete dete off ho gaye tere papa..." each and every word flashed in his mind again. She at first started to explain but with his last word she seemed froze at the spot. Without saying a word she got out from the house. From that time raghu understood that he said too much. "apne ko baat karni paregi uss se...!!" he mumbled again, "nahito pata nahi kya karegi, apna sar bh for sakti hain... par main usey kahoon kya?... aur wo meri baat sunegi kya..." His voice become worried. "kyun nahi karegi...batein kar ne ke liye service tax lagta hain kya? ... abhi jati hoon usey baat karne..." raghu jumped from the bed. But to her misfortune he saw the light of antara's room was off. "arey ye nind ki devi ko bhi abhi hamla karna tha miss call ke ghar"he scratched his hair confusingly... "Meri nind haram kar ke khud chaddar tane so rahi hogi...waisey bhi murde ki tarah soti hain..." he remembered that night in garage. "kaal baat kar lengey,waisey bhi ek raat mein thori hi na bhagne wali hain... chal raghunath tu bhi bed pe gir ja... .." raghu jumped on his bed and wrapped the blanket over him.

Precap: "haan ajji... aaj subah hi nikal gayi wo Kashmir ke liye... bahut subah subah nikli thi... isliye aap se mil bhi nahi payi... antara ne kaha tha aap ki dawayi bhejne ke liye to wohi dene ayi hoon.." saroj handed over packet to ajji. Raghu's shocked eyes was fixed on her face. He couldn't take the words that she just left!