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Originally posted by: vidyasabde
that was super.Sujataji update ke liye jyada wait mat karaiye.
Thank you Vidya 😊
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Originally posted by: vidyasabde
that was super.Sujataji update ke liye jyada wait mat karaiye.
Originally posted by: sharma.shivani
Please continue Sujatha. I like reading your posts more than watching the show these days.
"Tum sach much goonde ho?"
I glare at Amar as I bite out my words in a whisper.
He looks at me with a mixture of regret and conciliation in his eyes.
"Dr Ashutosh ne sahi kaha ta...main hi apne zid pe adi ti...ab bhugat rahi hoon!"
Tears of self-pity flow down my cheeks. Why had I not listened to him? Why did I not realize that he would have my best interests at heart at all times? He loved me more than his life after all, didn't he? What was the point of all this recrimination?
"Did you have to fall injured in front of me...why couldn't you have gone and done it elsewhere?"
"But then, that would've spoilt all our plans?"
My eyes grow wide in shock.
"Plan? You mean this is all a plan? You planned to kidnap me? These are all your men? Did you see me somewhere and fall in love with me instantaneously? Oh God, are you going to ask me to marry you at gunpoint?"
Amar is unable to stop his guffaw.
"I think you watch a lot of B-grade Hindi films!"
"Shut up and answer my questions!"
"How can I do both?"
"Okay, don't shut up...I mean shut up about everything else but my questions...oh whatever!"
Amar cannot help another guffaw.
"Don't laugh at me. I will kill you!"
"What about the Hippocratic oath?"
I glare at him.
"Okay listen up...gotta get this done before those thugs come back!"
"Why are you so chicken? They are yours after all!"
"No, they are not. And stop interrupting. Do you want to hear the rest of the story or not?"
"I want to hear the truth!"
"Okay, the truth. And the truth is that getting shot and entering KGH was part of my plan, I mean our plan!"
"What do you mean by our plan? You have an accomplice too?"
"That I do!"
"Who is it? Tell me and I will make sure both of you rot in prison for the rest of your lives!"
"You wouldn't!"
"Of course, I would!"
"You mean you would send your own grandfather to prison?"
I am shocked out of my wits now. My lips seem to move but no words emerge!
"Nidhi, are you okay?"
I nod my head silently.
"You see, I am a student of psychology and I volunteer at Jeevan Sandhya. That is where I met your grandfather. I realized that he was very upset about something. After much probing, he revealed the story of your conflict. Right then, I realized that it was a case of silly ego!"
He looks at me triumphantly as if he has made a momentous discovery and I should award him the Nobel for it. All I want to do is thwack him on the head with the nearest log!
"Anyway, we got talking about it and I came up with this master plan of mine. I told him that I would enter your lives as a handsome stranger, flirt hard with you and make you fall in love with me and drive your husband crazy with jealousy!"
"Me fall in love with you?"
"Okay, that was an exaggeration but the whole point of this drama was to drive Dr AShutosh crazy with jealousy so he begged you to come back home to him?"
"You think he would have done that?"
"Of course, he would have. My plans never fail!"
"And this kidnap is also part of your plan?"
He has the grace to look a little shamefaced.
"This was unexpected. But then, it wasn't my fault. I could hardly tell my brother that I had paid some guys to shoot me. So, I pretended it was the work of his enemies. Unfortunately, he is a bhai twice over na...!"
"You paid guys to shoot you?"
"Not shoot me really! That was the idiots being over enthusiastic! The idea was just a tiny scrape. I didn't know they were such expert marksmen!"
He has a sulky expression on his face that I can't help giggling.
"Don't laugh! The idea was to fall injured in front of you. The whole drama was staged for your benefit so you could take me to KGH and I could get on with my act!"
"You thought of all this yourself?"
"Actually I took some help from a friend who writes plays and shows!"
I shake my head.
"And what of this kidnap?"
"Well, my bhai bhai went on the rampage and attacked the enemy camp because he thought they had attacked me. So, they just went and picked the two of us up!"
"How do we get out of here now?"
"Oh, don't worry. Bhai will think of something!"
"I don't care about your bhai. All I want is to go back to my husband! I want my Dr AShutosh and I want him now!"
I can't stop sobbing as the fear finally overtakes me.
Amar looks at me helplessly.
Suddenly, we hear the sound of the door opening.
The chief thug enters with a mobile in hand.
"Yeh le chore...apne bhai se baat kar...aakar le jaane ke liye bol...hum bhi dekhein ki Bajrang Bhai kaise gid gidate hain apne bhai ke jaan ke liye"!"
He laughs in a mean way and puts the speaker phone on.
"Bhai,,,,,jaldi aao bhai...humein yahan se chudakar le jaoo...!"
"Haan...please,,,jaldi aayiye...mujhe Dr Ashutosh ke paas jaana hai!"
The next instant, I hear a voice that is like music to my ears!
"Nidhi, don't worry...main aaraha hoon tumhe lene...I love you, sweetheart!"
"I love you too!"
"I love you too!"
Her broken whisper keeps ringing in my ears, driving me crazy with restlessness!
Bajrang Bhiayya seems to find the situation rather amusing though. He watches me with a half smile on his face.
"Daktar Sahib, kai ko phikar karte ho aap...Bajrang Bhai hain na aapke saath...ab kai ko darr?"
I could hardly tell the man that he was my biggest fear. Him and that nincompoop brother of his who had put my baby's life under risk!
I had been sitting all hopeless, with my head buried in my hands, when he had come to me.
I had just returned from a trip to the police station and was ready to pull my hair out in frustration. They had spent three hours interrogating me as if I was the suspect rather than the victim's husband. One of them had even dared to insinuate that maybe this was all staged and my wife had eloped with this chap. After all, the whole world knew that we had differences and were not living together. I cursed myself to hell and back then. My stupidity, my immaturity and my ego had brought us to this point where aspersions were now being cast on my wife's character. I could not put a lid on my temper and frustration and had just blown my top. The senior officer had tried to calm me down and sent me on my way saying that they would come back as soon as they made any breakthrough!
I had been wallowing in my misery when Bajrang Bhai had stormed into the house with three of his lackeys in tow.
"Aap kahe ko police ke paas gaye...aap ka dimaag to teekh hai...musibat ke samay sab log bhai ke paas aate hain...ab bhai ke bhai khud musibat me aur aap police ke paas jaate ho?"
I was nonplussed. To start with, I did not even known who the man was!
"Kaun ho aap log...mere ghar ke andar aise kaise ghus sakte ho? What kind of rowdy behaviour is this?"
"Daktar sahib...apne angrezi apne paas rakhiye...aur suniye...hum hain Bajrang Bhai !"
The first thought that came to my mind on hearing his name was Dadi Bua. The poor old lady had been greatly distressed by the news of Nidhi's abduction and had to be sedated.
"Bajrang...aap ko Dadi Bua ne bheja hai kya?"
Now, it was his turn to look confused.
"Dadi Bua...kiski Dadi bua?"
"Nidhi ki...aur kiski...wohi toh har samay Bajrang Bali ko bulati rehti hai?"
"Arre daktaar sahib...yeh kaisa mazak hai...woh toh swayam bhagwan BAjrang Bali ko bulati hogi..waise hum bhi unke sewak hain...toh yeh samjko ki humko Bajrang Bali ne hi aap ke paas bheja hai..!"
I had listened to him thereafter as he narrated the marvellous exploits of the Lucknow Don Bajrang Bhai, who was also bhaiyya to that idiot Amar who had spent all his waking hours flirting with my wife.
Bajrang Bhai was now on one of his many conference calls with his bhai log. They had a network that rivalled the Mossad, he boasted. I am shocked that he even knows of the Mossad. Bhais clearly brushed up on their GK these days. I must update my knowledge on them by watching the latest gangster flicks with Nidhi once she is back. But when will she be back? And will she come back to me?
Her broken 'I love you too' tells me there is still hope.
Bajrang bhaiyya appears to have hit paydirt!
"Pata chal gaya hain ki woh log eggjactly kahan hai...ab bas un kutton ko sabak sikhana baaki hai!"
"That's great...phir toh police ko batadete hain...woh log rescue operation shuru kardenge!"
"Daktar sahib,...maine socha ki aap jaise daktar logon ke paas bohot akal honge...par aap toh...!"
The implied insult makes me lose it.
"Look Mister...I don't give a damn what you think...the point is my wife is being held captive...and your bloody brother is reason for that...so just tell me where my wife is...and I will go and get her myself...I don't need to listen to your free character analysis in the meantime!"
Bajrang Bhai starts laughing.
"Daktar sahib...angrezi mei badbadane se kuch nahi honewala hai...maamla nazook hai...mujhe apni tareeke se handle karne dijiye...main abhi wahan jaake...!"
He is shocked to see me block his way with hands folded.
"Bhaisaab...wahan meri jaan quaid mei hai...aur aap mujhe yahan shanti se bait ne ke liye kehrahe hain...please...main bhi aap ke saath chalta hoon!"
"Yeh hui na mardon wali baat...apni biwi ko takleef mei chodke koi mard ka baccha kaise haathon mei haath daal ke bait sakta hain!"
I could hardly tell him that, forget seeing my wife in grief, I had been the cause of her grief myself. Anyway, what mattered was that Nidhi was rescued and back to where she belonged. In my arms!
