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BENAAM RISHTAA
Yeh kahaani hai do aise logo ki jo adhure the. Jinhe zaroorat thi toh bas ek saathi ki
(This is the story of two people who were incomplete. Who needed a soulmate to complete each other)
Ek ladka jo hamesha se akela tha...jisse duniya ne taano ke alaawa kuch nahi diya.. Woh gira, utha, ladaa aur khud ki pehchaan banayi...Aasaan raasto par woh kabhi nahi chala kyuki zindagi ne hamesha uske raaho mei kaate bichhaye...Isliye woh bann ek gaya kathor, patthar dil, nirdayi insaan... Jo nafrat karta do aise shabdo se jo shaayad uske iss duniya mei hone ka sabse bada sach hai...
(A boy who had been alone throughout his life...The world gave him nothing except some gut wrenching taunts...He fell, rose, fought and established his own identity...His path was never an easy one as life had always laid thorns in his way...That is why he became ruthless and cold hearted man...Who hates those 2 words which the probably define the bitter truth of his existence)
Ek ladki bholi si...jisse pata nahi ki woh kis baat ki sazaa bhugat rahi hai...aisa kya gunaah kiya tha usne ki uski zindagi maut se kam nahi thi...Kahi naa kahi usne zindagi se samjhauta kar liya tha...Par jab usse aur bardaasht naa hua toh fir woh bas udd gayi...
(An innocent girl...Who has no idea as to for what reason she was serving a punishment...What crime had she committed that her life was no less than death...Somewhere she had learnt to compromise with life...But when she couldn't tolerate anymore she flew away)
Zindagi dono ke liye kathin thi...beimaan thi...naainsaaf thi...
(Life was always full of hardships...dishonest...partial...for both of them)
Fir ek din aaya jab
(And then one day)
Woh dono mile, ek duje ko jaana, hamdard bane, dukh baate, paas aaye, saath rahe, hamsafar bane aur apna ek chhota saa aashiyaana banaaya
(They met, got to know each other, shared their pain amd grief, grew closer, stayed together, became companions and built their own small world)
Fir...
(Then...)
Fir...
(Then...)
Aur firse zindagi ne dhaaye unpe sitam...
(And then life again played a cruel game)
Kuch aisa hua jisse unki zindagi aur unke rishte ke maayne hi badal gaye...
(Something happened that changed the dynamics of their life and meaning of their relationship)
Aaakhir kya hai inka yeh 'BENAAM RISHTAA'
(What is it about their...'NAMELESS RELATION')
Prologue
1 am: Kalighati, NH 28D
The night was eerily silent and darker today since it was an Amavasya. As usual, there were no street lights and the bus carrying 50 odd passengers was passing through the dense woods of Kalighati. There was nothing except the headlights which could help the driver to decipher the way ahead. Also, the road was fairly empty at this time of night.
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1:30 am, ATS Headquarters, Delhi
Officer (panicking) - Tiwari Sir, we have received an emergency call from one our officers stating that a bus has been hijacked near Kalighati forest on NH 28D
Tiwari (in action) - Approximate distance from Delhi
Officer - Roughly 2 hours
Tiwari - Civilians?
Officer - Around 40-50
Tiwari - And hijackers?
Officer - 4
Tiwari (authoritatively) - Send an SOS to Kashyap right away
Officer (following the order) - Sir, shall we inform the nearby local police station about the incident
Tiwari (showing him a hand and saying in a relaxing tone) - No need. He is enough for all of them. Just call up and ask his aide Siddharth Ahuja to reach the place as soon as possible
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2 am: Kalighati, NH 28D
The driver of the bus applied the brakes abruptly as he saw a man standing in the middle of road leaning against his bike.
Driver (looking out of the window and stammering in fear) - Kya chahiye? (What do you want?)
Man (in a raised voice) - Bike ka tyre puncture ho gaya hai. Lift chahiye (My bike' tyre is punctured. I need a lift)
The driver looked behind a man who stood pointing a gun at him and asked for his permission. The goon nodded and the driver removing his hand out of the window signalled the man to come in. When the man moved inside the bus, he gazed back as he heard someone lock the door. When he again turned his face to find a seat for himself, one of the hijackers placed the gun right on his forehead
Goon 1 (loading his gun) - Haath upar (Hands up)
The man did as he was ordered and suddenly shoved his hand off. Bending down, he took out a knife from his socks and stabbed the man right in his heart. Taking his loaded gun, he killed the other goon standing near the driver's cabin. Hearing the screams and gunshots of the 2 men, the other 2 goons who were at the farthest end of the bus came forward and fired shots towards the man who killed their accomplice. The man ducked his head down and dodged the bullets that hit the window panes breaking it into pieces. The pieces shattered and pierced through some of the passengers hurting them. The man kicked one of the goon right below his knee with such a force that he shouted and cried holding his leg in pain. As a result, the goon dropped his gun and the man caught it. Standing up, he gave a hard punch on the goon's nose making it bleed and in no time the hijacker fell on the floor unconscious. He pulled the trigger of the pistol and emptied 4 consecutive bullets right in the last hijacker's forehead. The remaining 2 bullets were discharged on both legs of the attacker who fainted. He showed his identity card to the commuters who heaved a sigh a relief and thanked him
Man (in a loud voice) - Bus ko jald se jald khaali keejiye. Aapko sahi salaamat ghar pohchaana ab hamaari zimmedaari hai (Get out the bus. It is our duty to make you reach your home safely)
The travellers emptied the bus one by one and the man scanned inside the bus for one last time. He was about to exit when his eyes caught sight of a familiar piece of fabric. Taking out his service revolver, he cautiously stepped near the backseat of the bus. When he reached, he saw some movements beneath the leather jacket. Fisting the jacket in his palms, he removed it swiftly and at the same time kept his gun on the person's forehead whose head was down and was shaking like a leaf.
Man (sternly) - Idhar dekh. Palat (Look up)
When the girl looked up, he immediately pulled away his gun as he stared at her stunned
Man (exclaiming in shock) - Tu? (You)
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Note: The Advay in this story will be a total desi man. Hot, rugged, rude, masculine, beardo and dons a moustache. I promise to make you fall in love with this Advay.
The dialogues will be in Hindi so as to give it a real and natural touch. But I will give translation in English as well
Love yaa,
Nazia😊
