It was in afternoon when Om reached home.. Chulbul's condition was weak.. first he was hurt already and then he wasn't used to of travel in car..
almost every another hour Om had to stop the car and Chulbul rushed to vomit..
their drive to the home was silent.. Chulbul tried to start conversation several times but got silent somehow..
"Omkara ji..?"
*no response*
"aapki chot theek hai na.. humne pahle bhi puchha tha par aapne theek se bataya nahi.."
"jab pahle nahi bataya.. to tujhe aisa kyun lagta hai.. ki ab bataunga.."
Chulbul stayed quiet and looked down..
after almost 30 minutes...
"humari patti aapne kari??"
"kya??"
"kandhe par.. patti.. aapne kari??"
"hmm.."
..
...
"aur wo.. rumaal.. humari.." Chulbul felt embarassed and looked down holding his cap..
"tujhe sharm aati hai.. to kya marne k liye chhor deta tujhe?"
"nahi.. wo matlab nahi tha humara.."
"ab chup baithna.."
Om either did not respond to most of his questions or asked him to stay quiet so that he can focus on his drive..but Chulbul was Chulbul..
after another 30 minutes..
"aap naraj hai humse??"
*no response*
"nahi.. humara matlab.. pahle aap humse itni baatein kar rahe the.. aur ab.. bas chupchap.."
"aap kuchh pareshaan hai Omkara ji?"
"chup baithne ka matlab nahi pata tujhe.." Om asked while focusing on his driving..
"jungle tak aap bikul shaant the.. raat bhar hum behosh the.. to humein samajh nahi aa raha ki humne aisa kya kar diya jo aap hum se baat nahi kar rahe.." Chulbul said..
Om stopped his car on side and looked at Chulbul in frustration who immediately got scared..
"naraj nahi hoon..doesn't mean..main har waqt tujhse baat karu.."
"there are 1000s of things that I am worried about.."
"dimag kharab hai mera.. abhi chupchap baith aur pareshan mat kar mujhe.." Om pointed a finger to his face and almost shouted at him..which made Chulbul shiver in fear..
Chulbul put his elbow on window and looked outside..
almost an hour passed but he kept looking outside and didn't even glanced at Om which made Om uncomfortable..
Chulbul's eyes were teary but he made sure not to cry or it will upset Om even more..
after a long pause finally Om broke the silence..
"tabiyat theek hai teri?" he asked..
Chulbul nodded in yes..
"theek hai.. maine chup baithne ko kaha hai.. lekin agar tabiyat theek na ho to bata sakta hai.."
Chulbul again nodded in yes..
after a few minutes..
"hum samajhte hai.. ki aap abhi pareshaani mein hai.." the moment Chulbul started again Om closed his eyes in disbelief..
Om took a deep breath and looked at Chulbul which immediately made him silent..
by the time they reached home it was afternoon and Chulbul's condition was worse than before..
they had nothing in lunch..and Chulbul was already tired..
As Om entered in the mansion he called a driver and asked him to park the car..another servant followed him with his bag.. Chulbul also immediately stepped down from the car and followed Om..
Om reached his room and was about to close the door when he saw Chulbul..
"tu yahan kya kar raha hai?"
"wo aapko kuchh kaam hai.. kuchh chahiye to bata dijiye.."
"aur servants bhi hai ghar mein.."
"haan.. magar.."
"teri tabiyat theek nahi hai.. take leave for a day and kal se aana.."
Chulbul nodded in yes and was about to leave..
"aap dawai le lena.. aap bata nahi rahe par aap ko chot lagi hai.."
Om didn't respond and closed the door..
Chulbul left with a sad expression..
Chulbul used to sleep in Om's room but he used to get ready in servant quarters because he didn't had his own room..
almost 2-3 hours passed.. Om was lying down on his bed staring at ceiling..
all moments from forest and dhaba flashed in front of his eyes making him even more restless..
he got up in frustration and called for a servant..
"Chulbul... kahan hai..?"
"Sir, aapne aaj k liye leave di hai use.. to shayad servant quarter mein hoga.."
"haan di hai..par uska to quarter nahi hai wahan.."
"ji.. wo ek room hai..pahle store room tha.. abhi saman wagarah wahi rakhta hai wo.. "
"hmm...jao..!" the servant nodded in yes and left..
Roaming around in his room and thinking for a while finally Om came outside from his room and went towards the servant quarter..
right now, all servants were in the house so no one saw him entering in there..
he knocked on the door of Chulbul's room and waited for him to open..
"Kaun hai..?" Chulbul asked..
Om could hear the sound of bangles from inside and as if somebody was struggling..
Om saw a boy and called him..he again knocked the door..
"kaun hai bhai..?" Chulbul asked..
Om asked the boy to reply.."Chulbul, Omkara Sir ne bulaya hai.. jaldi kar.." the boy called Chulbul and left as Om indicated..
"unhone hi to chhuti di hai aaj ki.. phir kya hua.." Om asked but no one replied..
"tabiyat to theek hai unki..?" Chulbul opened the door while talking to himself..
his eyes got widened as he got almost bumped into Om..
"aa..aaa..aaapp??... aap.. yahan..kya..kyun..?? humara matlab.. aap yahan kar rahe hai Omkara ji..?" Chulbul asked..
Om walked inside making him take backsteps..
"aap andar kya kar rahe hai.. kisi ne dekh liya to.."
"to kya hua.. tu mere room mein rah sakta hai.. main tere room mein aa bhi nahi sakta..?" Om asked..
"n..nahi.. wo..wo matlab nahi...wo matlab nahi tha humara. ye pura ghar hi aapka hai.." Chulbul stammered while replying..
"to phir kya matlab tha tera..?"
"wo koi kah raha tha..aapne bulaya humein.. hum aa rahe the.. to phir aap..?"
"hm..kaam tha kuchh.." Om replied while looking here and there like observing something but still let Chulbul not notice that..
Om walked around in the room and noticed some bangles under the bedsheet..
"yahan saman adjust ho jata hai tera..?" Om asked while walking around..
he noticed a dupatta hanging on bathroom door..as soon as Chulbul saw him looking at that his eyes got widened and mouth went in O shape..
"ye kiska hai??" Om asked..
"y..yyy..yyyeee!!... ye humara nahi hai.."
"tera kaise ho sakta hai..?"
"hh..haan.. wahi.. humara kaise ho sakta hai.. humara hai bhi nahi.."
"koi hai andar..?"
"nahi..nahi!.. yahan kaun aayega.."
"ye humne khareeda tha.. maa!.. maa k liye.. usko bahut pasand hai.. jab gaanv jayenge.. tab.." Chulbul nodded in yes and immediately took the dupatta and kept in his bag..
"hmmm.."
"aap baithiye.." Chulbul brought a small chair for Om but he showed him a hand..
"nahi.. bas.."
"kaam... kah rahe the aap.."
"hmm.. main hospital ja raha hu.. to saath le jaane aaya tha.."
"par hum theek hai.." a chill ran down through Chulbul's spine..
"mujhe.." Om indicated towards his forehead.. "mujhe lagi hai.."
"aapko..??" Chulbul almost jumped on Om but Om stopped him.."humne pahle hi kaha tha..aapko lagi hai.."
"hmm.. saath chal.."
Chulbul took some money from his bag and kept in his pocket.."chaliye.." Chulbul nodded in yes..
he followed Om and sat in his car..after another 30 minutes they reached the hospital..
Om was going to the doctor's cabin but Chulbul stopped at reception..
"kya hua?"
"aap jaiye.. hum rukte hai yahan.."
"tujhe yahin bithana tha to saath kyun laya..?"
Chulbul shook his head and followed Om.. they both entered the cabin..
Om got his wound treated and prescribed some medicines to him...
to Chulbul's surprise Om asked doctor to treat Chubul as well..
"par hum theek hai.." he reluctantly replied..
"doctor.. please.." Om looked at doctor and requested her..
"ek min.." Chulbul showed a finger to Om...
"hum aate hai.." and he rushed outside..
Om waited for him for 15 minutes but Chulbul didn't come back..
Om went outside but didn't find him..he came out from the hospital and saw Chulbul was waiting for him in the parking..
"tu yahan kya kar raha hai..?"
"kuchh nahi.. humara ho gaya.. hum aapka intezaar kar rahe the.."
"dimag kharab hai tera.. main wahan baitha hua hu.."
"dekhiye Omkara ji.. hum itne bade hasptal mein ilaaj nahi kara sakte.. mehanga ilaaj.. mehangi dawaiyaan..."
"yakeen maniye.. hum theek hai.."
"what nonsense.. main pay kar raha hu phir kya problem hai.."
"parablam hai.. hum udhar nahi le sakte.."
"u..? udhaar nahi hai.." Om closed his eyes in disbelief..
"jo bhi hai.. hum nahi le sakte.."
"hum aapki bhawanao ko samjhate hai.. par hum theek hai.. humne dawai le li hai.. hum theek ho jayenge.." Chulbul nodded in yes.
they argued for long but Chulbul didn't give up..
"fine.. you deserve this.. don't ask me when you get infection.." Om almost shouted at Chulbul and he shook his head in approval..
they finally sat in the car and came back to the mansion..
- - - - - -
a few days passed.. Om observed Chulbul even more..
he wondered how easily he slept on floor in his room.. he asked him to sleep on couch but Chulbul casually shook his head and denied..
Even though Chulbul was hurt he didn't take leave and continued working.. though he kept asking for Om's health and bring him all necessary drinks and meals..
Om tried his best to brush off these thoughts but he couldn't help it..
after a few days he finally met Shivaay.. he knew that if he asked directly Shivaay might get suspicious of him.. so he casualy discussed several things about family and work..
later, he asked what he really wanted to..
"Shivaay, aajkal log itne selfish aur chalak ho gaye hai.. kisi ka ghar todne se pahle ek baar nahi sochte ki kisi ki family bikhar jayegi.."
"paisa..paisa aur sirf paisa mayne rakhta hai.."
"kuchh ladkiyon ko ameer ladka dikha nahi ki use fansane mein lag jati hai.."
"chhote shahar ki chhoti soch wali ladkiyan..."
"tera matlab hai.. Anika bhi aisi hai..?"
"nahi Shivaay.. I didn't mean that.."
"Anika loves you.. "
"what i mean that girls who pretend to take care of you.. pretends to worry about you.. but actually stabs you in your back..i could recognize such girls in first meet..they only exist to betray people for money"..Om was about to say something else but Shivaay cut him in between..
"no Om... i agree that such people exist.. but aise log bhi hai.. jo sach mein aapki parwah karte hai.. who really cares for you.."
"people who talk nicely to you can betray you.. but people who care about you.. would never betray you.."
"i don't know why you are talking about all these things.. or why you want to ask my opinion on this.." Shivaay looked at Om making him lower his eyes..
"but i can tell you one thing.."
"har aankhon dekhi baat sach nahi hoti.. jab tak kisi insaan ko khud na jaan lo.. pehchaan na lo.. uske baare mein raay nahi banani chahiye.."
"aur agar result khud dekha ho.."
"sirf results dekhne se kisi ki situations ka pata nahi chalta hai Om.."
"agar koi aapko dhokha de raha hai.. to wo bhi majboori ho sakti hai.. har aankhon dekhi baat sach nahi hoti.. isliye bhagwan ne humein dil diya hai.. kuchh baatein mehsoos karne ki hoti hai.."
Om nodded in yes..
"raay wo log banate hai..jo ya to sach se bhagte hai.. ya unmein sach pata karne ki himmat nahi hoti.."
"i'll leave now.. i hope you got what you wanted to ask.." Shivaay got up and placed his hand on Om's shoulder
"ek aur baat.. raay kabhi bhi aise insaan k baare mein na banana.. which you regret later.." Shivaay said before leaving..
Om closed his eyes and held his head in his big hands wondering if he judged Gauri right..
even though Chulbul won the trust of the family.. he didn't betray them..
so he decided to investigate in Gauri's village..
the same day itself Om sent two of his trusted men to bareilly and asked them to find more information about Gauri..
next day in the evening. he got a call from them which made him feel disgusted at himself but glad and relaxed at the same time..
he could not believe he mistrusted her.."she was forced into that marriage.." he recalled the time when he pointed a finger on her character..
"but, so what??..she followed me to Mumbai.. she came to my house and pretending to be Chulbul.. pretending to be my friend.."
"she is playing with my emotion.." Om's brows were frown thinking how much he trusted Chulbul..
"even if I misunderstood her.. still she had no rights to come here.."
Om went into his room but stopped at the doorsteps as he heard her talking to her Shankar ji..
"Sankar ji.. ab Omkara ji k paas kafi saboot ho gaye hai.. unhe Sultana madam ji se saadi nahi karne padegi.. abhi Omkara ji sirf humare pati hai.."
"hum unhe bata de.. ki hum hum hai.. gauri kumari sarma.. unki patni.." Chulbul joint his hands in front of Shiv ji and asked for his sugg..
"agar wo humara yakeen nahi karte.. to aap humein raasta dikhaiye.. hum kaise unhe yakeen dilaye.."
"agar unhe yaad hi nahi rahega ki gauri kumari sarma bhi hai.. to wo ab sultana madam ji ki jagah kisi aur ko na laye.." Om chuckled as he heard talking all this..
"unke aas paas k log achchhe nahi hai.. hum aise hi unhe kisi se saadi nahi karne de sakte.." Om relaxed his body a bit hearing that from her..
"aap siv ji hai.. aapne humare liye pati bhi apne naam wala hi chuna..aap hi k aasirvaad se humari saadi hui.. to phir humein yun chironta bankar kyun ghoomna pad raha hai.." Chulbul looked at himself and complained..
"raasta dikhaiye sankar ji..hum jatadhari hippi[Jata??..Jatadhari Hippi..?? Om looked at himself and pissed his teeth...] se jyada din tak sach chhupana nahi chahte.. galat baat hai ye.." Chulbul greeted Shiv ji many times and prayed.
Om left from his room without saying anything..
Chulbul and Om met only in the night..Om lay down on his bed while Chulbul was setting his bed on floor..
once he lay down..Om called him..
"Chulbul?" Om said while laying down..
"h..haan.. ji Omkara ji..?" Chulbul got up and asked..
"nahi.. leta rah.."
"ji.."
"tu bol raha tha.. tu apne maa k liye saman laya tha.."
Chulbul immediately got up recalling when he lied about the dupatta..
"h..haan..maa..hum maa k liye hi laaye the.. " he stammered..
"jaanta hoon...main bas ye puchh raha hu tera ghar kahan hai..?"
"kyun..?? kyun..kyun pucch rahe hai aap??"
"nahi puchh sakta??"
"nahi.. humara matlab.. aap..kyun..?"
"hmm.. kahan hai ghar tera?"
"bareilly.."
Om was glad that he didn't lie..
"hmm.. ghar mein kaun kaun hai..."
"bas maa.."
"hmm.. Mumbai kyun aaya tu phir??"
"naukri k liye.."
"itni door..?" Om kept asking without moving or getting up.. he was just staring at the ceiling..
"haan.. humein bhi nahi pata..kyun??.. gaanv mein haalat theek nahi the.. to aana pada.."
"yahan kaise aaya..?"
"Sultana madam ji ne bulaya tha naukari k liye.. par naukri par rakh aapne liya.."
"hmmm.."
"gaanv mein kya hua..? tu kah raha tha.. situations theek nahi thi.."
"wo hum nahi bata sakte aapko.." a lone tear dropped from his eye..
"kyun..? I can help you.." Om offered his help..
Chulbul nodded in no.."aap bahut achchhe hai Omkara ji.. lekin hum kisi kism ka ehsaan nahi rakhna chahte apne upar.. aap pahle hi bahut bada ehsaan kar chuke hai hum par..jiska karz hum nahi chuka sakte..."
"but i didn't do anything.." Om asked in wonder..
Chulbul realized what he just said.."nau..naukri...naukri di aapne humein.. humein rakha yahan par.. apne kamre mein bhi sone ki ijajat di..." Chulbul lied but Om knew what he meant earlier..
Unknown to Gauri, Om was sitting on the bed looking at her when she touched her forehead and tears rolled down on her cheeks..
"good night Chulbul.." Om wished her and lay down back on the bed..
"good night Omkara ji.. and thaankoo" Chulbul replied and closed his eyes..
but sleep was far from Om's eyes.. he recalled each and every moment from the start and thought why did he miss the basics..
"na uski galti thi.. na meri.. hum dono ne wahi socha jo dekha.. it was the situation which was wrong..it wasn't us.."
"but i got a chance to correct the wrong i did with you.. and i won't let ut go in vain because of my anger.."
Chulbul had no intentions of betraying me.. if he had bad intentions he would have joined Svetlana not me..
he recalled each moment when Chulbul saved him from threats and took care of him..
"har aankhon dekhi baat sach nahi hoti.. isliye bhagwan ne humein dil diya hai.. kuchh baatein mehsoos karne ki hoti hai.." Shivaay's words echoed in his mind..
"i'll oversight this..and will pretend to be delusional.."
"until.."
"until you confess your truth by yourself.. i believe you won't lie in front of your God"
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