Ek thi kahani-unke pyar ki Ch63 n epilogue(24aug)) - Page 36

Originally posted by: prettywoman

what makes u think i havent already tried it 😳😉😆 chalo waiting for next part now :-)

VANDU you naughty naughty girl.....😆😉

Originally posted by: vaniabi

hey nice update but y this much violence coz of Kashmir na.............am not happy abt tasha honeymoon............OMG............. Tasha are taken prisoners by terrorists..........oh nooooooooooooooooooooooo................looking fwd...................

Hey vani,
don't worry all will be gr8 with tasha..main hooon naa😉

Originally posted by: stranger2rose

very well written

thanks again for the pm

enjoyed every bit of it

tasha honeymoon was rocking

Hey buddy,
you don't have to thank for PM thats my job right..plz continue reading and commenting and critising..it always helps to improve.😃

Hope you guyz had a great festive diwali..ready for the next part..this one is important for future track.

Ch22

It was the last day for tasha HM. They had a late night flight out to mumbai. Tasha had their first tiff about how to spend this last day. This day also made dutta take a resolution that he planned to follow for the rest of his married life- ''Never give in to ur beautiful wife's temper tantrum ever again''.

When dutta opened his eyes in the morning he felt that the place beside him was empty. Raising his head he saw her dressed in a light blue saree putting her sindoor with her hair wet from a shower humming softly. His heart just went..Hmmmmmmmm.. nakku looks at him and smiles. Dutta flexes a finger and calls her as she comes close he pulls her on the bed with him. Naaku pouts-aaj hum yaha se chale jayenge. Dutta kisses her pout- main bhi yahi soch raha tha. Nakku gives a puppy eye look- aaj ghar chale jayenge sabse milenge.dutta gazes at her and nuzzles her throat- hmmmm.

They both say simultaneously. Nakku- hume sab ke liye tofah lena chahiye. Dutta- hume sara din bed pe guzarna chahiye.

They both stop to think what the other said. Nakku- cheee. Aapko aur kuch nahi soojta(can't u think of anything else?) dutta- shopping..pagal ho gai ho. Waise bhi PN pahuchte hi main bas iske baare mein sochta rah jaunga. Sab log tumhe aise gher lenge jaise ki tumhare bodygaurd ho.

Nakku blushes- aap aise kyu bol rahe hai? Main aap ke paas hi to rahugi. Dutta- haan. Bilkul. Aur sath mein AS,baaji, babi maushi, leela,roops, shethji sab rahenge. Tu humara HM ka akhri din shopping mein waste karegi. Hume to patil jr ko lane ki tayari karni chahiye(Dutta wants to start his football team...lol). Nakku- theek hai mat le jao shopping. Main bhi aapse baat nahi karungi. She slaps his chest and walks out of the room. Dutta rubs the spot and grimly thinks over his options. A happy nakku was very yummy no doubt and he had seen an angry nakku before and he shivered thinking of that.

Two hours later, tasha were shopping in srinagar arcade for all the things dutta thought were pure crap. But he was still enjoying it. His wife was a force to recon with while bargaining. She was victoriously arguing with the shrewd shopkeepers to increase their already inflated prices to almost double the rate. When at first dutta had asked her whether she was confused that she should ask to reduce the price not increase it. She had conspiratorially admitted that she was doing it on purpose. These people were so poor, she wanted to help them. Did he mind paying more? Dutta the shrewd businessman that he is, said not all as long as nakku made it up for him later. Nakku frowning- kaise? Dutta had looked around to check no1 was nearby and wispered- har saman par mujhe 10 pappiya chahiye. Nakku had blushed pink and nodded. Dutta was smug. After all he was getting the best bargain amongst the all three parties involved.

Tasha were buying a shawl for AS when there was round of gunshot. Dutta grabbed nakku and looked around. All the people were cowering on the floor.. A man holdin a automatic Russian AK56 was pointing evryone to sit down and be quiet. Dutta quickly scanned the scenario. Definitely a terrorist attack to make news before diwali. He could see 5 masked men on this 1^st floor. He could have safely bet that there were atleast 5 more on the ground floor and 5 more on the 2^nd floor. Maybe 2-3 on the terrace looking over the parking. Dutta slowly crept to the counter of the shop with nakku, he quietly wackes the pointed pair of scissors lying on the counter and puts it in his right sock. Nakku notices it he signals her with his eyes to be quiet. Just then a terrorist comes and tells all the women to come with him. Dutta nods her to go. Nakku and all women go, all scared and crying. Only nakku was calm as she knows dutta has a plan. 15Mins later they hear police and army taking position outside and asking the terrorists to let the people go. The terrorists demand release of some prisoners in exchange or else they will kill one man every 15min. First an woman then a man in next 15 min and so on. The announcement was made on the groundfloor and dutta asumed that's were the woman were takken as they'll first shoot an woman. He didn't have much time. He leapt on the terrorist closest and jabbed the scissors on his throat. As the guy slid off dead without a scream dutta took his gun and pistol. He preferred the pistol, it looked good. The men around him got even scarred he shooed them down. He took aim on the next terrorists. By now all the terrorists were alert so he shoot two more down but they now knew his location so he took a last guy down before making his way to his wife on the groundfloor. He took the fastest way down ? he went near the window shot the glass into breaking and dived out. All the terrorists ran to look out but no sign of that man. Dutta was balancing on the window sill keeping his back to the wall. He was oblivious to the activities around. He had turned deaf and blind to the entire world, his focus on the intricate piping and beams of the building. He was looking at the wall,pipes and vents as staircase to get down as fast as possible. All had to be calculated, a second lost could mean nakku's death.

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Nakku heard the announcements, then gunshots which told her that dutta had already started his job. The terrorist in front of her grabbed her and pointed a gun at her forehead. Nakku jabbed her elbow hard on his solar plexus loosening his hold. When the other guy moved towards her she kicked his shin and was running out but he caught her. She bit his hand hard drawing blood. A few seconds and dutta will be here she thought. She picked up the gun dropped by the other guy and waved it infront of the other three terrorists, she knew she would never be able to shoot. Her hands were shaking badly. The terrorists advanced towards her. She took a step back. This happened twice. On the third step nakku didn't back out. She stood serenely at her place and lowered the gun smiling. The terrorists thought her insane but the next moment one of them felt a sharp swat on his throat. Then he was lying on the floor his neck numb unable to lift his arm. Before passing out he saw a huge shadow leaping on his friends.

Dutta had learnt to shoot with a desi tamancha which fired two shots. Those shots were precious and he could not afford to miss. Later as he had killed more, worked for more money he had got automatics. He could fire any guns, could tell the make of any gun in just one look. But guns sometimes failed you. In his career as Duttabhao, many times he had been attacked when he was down unarmed by more then 6-7 people at a time. Those times had made him conscious that a perfect aim is not enough. Over the time he had trained and honed his body like the ultimate weapon. The right amount of force on the right point of the body made a better work then a gunshot or knives. To an outsider watching dutta fight like he was now, leaping and ducking, disarming the terrorists so they couldn't shoot it would seem chaotic. People who had faught with him, like baaji or dutta's men- they would have said that the entire fight was choreographed in dutta's head. A jab here a kick there, a right hook. It was an artists work.

By next few seconds dutta had taken down all the men except one. He was about to punch his face when the guy twisted out of his grip leaving the mask in dutta's hand. Dutta saw his face- a young guy anything between 20-30 yrs age with his face full of beard a jagged ugly scar running from his forehead to chin parted the groW*H of the beard at his left cheek. The sharp nose was broken a few years back and it had mended in a twisted way, making the nose crooked,bloodshot black eyes and most significant was the small tattoo on his throat were the shirt parted- a small knife tattoo about 3cm long. Dutta was making note of all he could when he heard a movement behind he turned and saw a terrorist had gotten up and was pointing his gun at him. Dutta could hear his mind say CHECKMATE. When there was a gunshot and the guy slithered to the ground. A surprised dutta looked up and saw nakku holding a smoking gun in her hand looking at the fallen guy. Dutta rushed before a fainting nakku could hit the ground. He took the gun and shot the guy again who was just hurt by nakku's shot and not dead. He hugged nakku tight and saw the unmasked man getting away as military started pouring in surrounding them.

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Nakku was sitting on the arcade stairs wrapped in a warm blanket sipping the bitter coffee given to her. She preferred tea but then this was all they had for now.Dutta was talking to the officers giving all the information. The officers were in total awe of her husband,and who wouldn't be! He was so brave, he had saved more then hundred lives today single handed. The officers were praising her too as she had shot the other guy. But then dutta had long back taught her to shoot in his anger when he thought he hated her after supriya left. She could never have believed that she could kill a guy. Thank bappa, she hadn't today too. But she now knew that she could do anything to save him, even kill anyone. The thought made her shiver again. Dutta sensing her eyes on him turned to her and gave her a reassuring look that he was fine. That warmed her again.

Capt manjeet singh who was incharge was asking dutta about his fighting skills. He still couldn't believe a civilian had handled the situation so well. Dutta-main mumbai ka businessman hoon. Wahan aapko zinda rahene ke liye aise self defence classes lene padte hai. Main trained shot hoon. Haan,manta hoon ki mera nishana bahut achcha hai. Humesha raha hai. main roz freestyle boxing practice karta hoon. To keep fit you know.

Capt manjeet- wow! I'm impressed. Aap aur aapki patni dono bahut jabaaz hai. Aapka ashaan rahega hum par. Hum aapke liye kuch kar sake to plz batayiga. Aapne jis terrorist ka description diya hai ,jo bhaag gaya hai. Usse bhi hum dund lenge.

Dutta doubted the capt but didn't say so. By now that man could be anywhere. He had slipped away when dutta had turned to nakku.dutta shakes hands with the capt- thanks. He turns towards nakku and remembers kareem's words. He turns back to the capt. Dutta- asal mein capt aap mere liye kuch kar sakte hai. Mere dost kareem ka beta waqis police custody mein hai. Wo bekasoor hai...ho saake to plz usse chod dijiye.uske baap ka eklauta sahara hai.

Capt- i'll try my best.

Tasha back on the houseboat saying goodbye to kareem and his wife before leaving. Kareem was sad that their last day in kashmir was spoilt. Dutta said it was a part and parcel. He was thankful that all was well. He gave kareem some money and said that if waqis needed to get a job or help somewhere tell him to look me up. Dutta gave PN address to kareem.

In the flight Tasha were cuddling in the flight and thinking of their days in kashmir everything till the attack. Dutta- ab to tum maanogi na agar meri baat suni hoti to hume aaj ladai mein nahi padna hota. Isliye aapne pati ki baat mana karo. Nakku- achcha ji. And playfully swats his hand which was trying to get under her cardigan. Tasha kiss.

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Tasha reach PN and find that all were sitting in the hall with grim faces. Dutta- kai zala? Asa kai basath ahe tumhi sagare?(wht happened? Why are you all sitting here like this?)

all PN wasis look at each other. Baaji-wo bhau...kishore-bhau, ek call aya tha. AS ko. Dutta- kaisa call. AS kaha hai? He notices that kala tai and AS are not there.kishore- bhau, aapke pita akhri saase gin rahe hai. AS aur kala hospital gai hai. Aapke baba ko luekemia tha.last stage. Wo akhri baar aapse milna chahte hai. AS nebhi aapko nakku ke sath waha bulaya hai. Hum sab aapka intezaar kar rahe the.

Dutta- bekaar intezaar kar rahe the. Wo mera kuch nahi lagta. AS aur tai bekaar waha gai hai. Main waha nahi jaunga.He tries to walk away but nakku grabs his arm. Nakku- wo aapke kuch nahi lagte,teek hai. Par wo ek insaan hai. Unki aakhri ichcha puri karna aapka dharam hai ek insaan hone ke naate. Aap unke liye nahin, mere liye waha chaliye. Dutta shakes his head no. Nakku- aaj hum dono ek dusre ko khote khote bachche hai. Kya aap mere liye bas ek baar waha nahi jayenge. Dutta closes his eyes and thinks how close a call it was today and nods-sirf tere liye nakku. Nakku presses his hand in thanks. Dutta ? baaji gaddi nikal. Baaji- hau bhau.

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AS is waiting outside DP's ward thinking about everything he had told her about his life till now since that fateful diwali 26 years ago. She looked at the will he had given her. She calls PN. Kishore tells him dutta is on his way. She is about to go and tell DP when kala says- aai,aap yaha baitho main unhe baata ke aati hu. AS looks at kala suspiciously. AS- kala hum jaante hai,tum aapne kaka se naraj ho.par is waqt wo sab bhul jao. Kala- Aai, main unhe maaf kar chuki hu. Akhir us raat ke karan hi to humme dutta jaisa bhau mila hai. AS melts and says- theek hai, dutta aur nakku aate honge.

Kala enters the ward. Two doctors are checking DP. Doc1- everything looks ok for now.meri shift khatam ho rahi hai. Suno. Maine acebutol ka injection ready rakha hai yahan par. Agar heart beat tez ho jaye to bas 2 units saline mein daal dena. Sambhal kar.jayada medicine daal diya to heartbeats abnormally drop kar jayngi causing heartattack.

Doc2- ok sir. They both walk out the other door without noticing kala. Kala walks in and tells him that dutta is coming. DP gets excited and tries to get up. Kala- arey kaka ruko. Aapki dhadkan tez ho jayengi. She picks up the medicine and pushes a lot of it in the saline,rubs off the fingerprint from the bottle and breaks it on the floor.(rest of kala DP convo goes like it does in the show..no saap ka zeher here.)

Kala hears footstep out and starts screaming-doctor, dekho mere kaka ko kya ho gaya!

AS, tasha baaji and DP gaurds with doctor nurse rush in. doctors sees the medicine bottle broken.kala- wo chatpatane lage aur unka hath lag ke gir gaya. Dictor looks at DP's vitals they were falling fast.

DP-D..d..dutta.mere pa..ss aa.betaa. Dutta goes to sit on his bed. DP raises himself to grab dutta- mujhe maaf...wada kar..(DP points at a diary near bedside)dutta picks it up..DP looks at direction where kala,AS and nakku are standing.

DP-baroosa nahi..kar..hey baapa. Tu bikul meri tarah hai,dutta....meri tarah..aur nakku teri maa ki tarah hai..(coughs and gasps) usse mat khonaaa. Beta mujhe gale laga...Dutta hugs him as DP dies in his arms. Dutta tries to feel something for the guy who was his biological father. But he feels nothing just a blank, a void. Loss of human life is always tragic, he had seen to many deaths today. But he felt untouched by his father's death, like he was standing out and away from himself and watching this whole scene. Bereft, like ice. He felt just a mild curiosity when he looked at the diary- a part of his father perhaps but never a part of his life. He puts DP back on bed. Dutta turns at all the people.AS,nakku,kala were crying. Dutta- baaji, intezaam kar,antim sankar ka. Doctor,death certificate? Doctor looks at him in wonder,is this cold guy the son of the deceased Doctor nods and follows dutta out.

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Next morning...

At shamshaan ghat(cremation place)dutta does all the vidhis and gets up to light up the pyre. He walks towards the pyre to light the fire when another hand grips the mashaal. Dutta looks at the hand and dispassionately notices a man's wristwatch on a slender female right arm. Both the irregularities are stored in his mind. Hilarious! He is here to burn his father and he was noticing such innocious things,whats wrong with me, dutta thinks. He looks up and his eyes meet a set of wiskey gaze so much like his that he feels staggered for a moment. The gaze were cold and dry just like his. A hollowness he felt were mirrored in them.

Pujari- beta, ladkiya mukhaagni nahi karti.

Both dutta and the stranger turn a identical feriocious look at the pujari's hypocrisy. Pujari steps back scarred by that look in their eyes. Dutta and the strange girl both light the pyre. Dutta watches the DP body burning, like something bad being thrown out, a dirty rag or something. He feels sad for such a end of life. Somewhere down the line with is time with nakku, dutta was healed of DP's wound. It didn't hurt anymore. He turns to look at the starnger and finds the place empty. He looks around and sees the girl walk steadily towards a police jeep. Before getting in she looks back at him and the burning pyre. She puts the cap back on her head, puts her police pistol in the holster of her police uniform and gets in the jeep and drives away. Dutta looks at the residing jeep.

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Its late at night and nakku is worried as dutta had not come out of his den since morning when he had returned from shamshaan. She had not disturbed him earlier as she thought he needed some space alone. She takes a light snack on a plate and goes up. Rest of PN wasis have gone to bed. Nakku enters the office,dutta is sitting with his back to the door reading something. As nakku comes close and puts the plate on the table dutta starts speaking to her.

Dutta- main us raat darr kar waha se bhaag gaya,tujhe shakuntala ke pass chod ke,aapni jaan bachchane. Pehele train pakad ke chala gaya. Wo train calcutta jaa rahi thi. Mumbai se bahut door. Kalkatta pahuch ke main waha kuch din chuppa raha. Chote-motte kaam karta. Nandini naam ki ek vidhwa ke ghar rahta tha uske bhai ke sath jo mera dost ban gaya tha. Par kuch hi dinno mein daru aur jua mujhe fir kheechne lage. Un dinno bengal mein rajneetik khoon(political murders) bahut hote the. Unki achchi rakam milti thi. Mujhe kalkatta mein koi nahi jaanta tha. Main wo khoon karne laga. Bahut paise kamata. Nandini ke bhai ki achanak maut se,humare rishte par ungli uthi. To maine usse shaadi kar li. Ek ghar paane ke liye uska istmaal(use)kiya. Jaise jaise main aagey badhta gaya waise waise nandini mujhse durr hoti gai. Usse mera kaam kabhi pasand nahi tha.wo communist sidhanto wali aurat thi. Mujhe uski parwaah kabhi nahi thi. Usse main kabhi savitri ki jagah nahi de paya tha. hum

Har saal main tujhe le aane ke baare mein sochta. Kai baar mumbai aaya, par tujhe shakuntala ki godh mein khush dekh kar laut gaya.

Dutta looks up at nakku with sad eyes. Nakku comes to him and hugs him to her bossom tight. Dutta drags her in his lap and kiss her forehead. They sit like that for sometime quietly. Dutta turns a few pages on the diary.

Dutta- aaj maine dekha tujhe MLA kulkarni ko school ke udghatan par goli maarte huye. Mujhe bhi uski supari milli thi. Main dekhta rah gaya, kaise tu bekhauff, bejhijaak(not scarred, unrepentent) us admi ko udda kar,itne police ke beech nikaal gaya. Ek shikan (not a frown on ur face)nahi thi tere chehre pe. Mera beta, bilkul meri tarah tha tu. Bahadur, beparwah, khatarnaak, shatir. Tu kitna bhi apne aap ko sriram patil ka beta kah le. Tu,tere andar ka khoon tujhe hamesha damodar patil ka beta hi banayega. Tujhme mere bhai ka koi ansh nahi hai. Tu meri tarah ladaka(warrior) hai. Tera gussa, tera dimaag,teri soch sab damodar patil ki hai. Tu bhaag le dutta, nikaal le mujhe apni zindagi se, par apne aap se nahi bhaag sakta, mere khoon ko apne jism se nahi nikaal sakta. Tu meri parchayi hai. Aur mujhe tujh par bahut naaz(proud) hai. Aur mujhe sukoon hai ki tujhe mujh jaisa jaanwar banne se rokne wali nakku tere sath hai. Agar savitri zinda hoti to shayad main kuch aur hota. Main humesha tujhse naraz raha ki tere karan meine savitri ko kho diya. Par tujhe khone ke baad ahsaas hua ki tu savitri ki akhri nishaani thi. Meri savitri ka beta,shakuntala ka nahi. Wahi ankhein, wahi hoot, wahi maatha, wahi haasi.

Nakku knew what was hurting dutta. Nakku- nahi, aap unke tarah nahi hai bikul nahi. Aap logo ka bhaala karna chahte hai. Log aapse pyaar karte hai. Nafrat nahi. Aap jaanwar nahi hai.

Dutta looks away- jo ussne kaha hai wo sach hai. Maine bhi paise ke liye hi ye raasta chuna hai. Khoon kiye hai,smuggling karta hoon. Main uski parchai hu. Nakku- agar kal humara beta is duniya mein aata hai aur agar main..dutta stops her by putting a hand on her lips, she removes it. Nakku- to kya aap usske saath wo karenge jo aapke pita ne aapke sath kiya. Usse kabhi bhi chod ke chale jayenge. Dutta-kabhi nahi. Mere bete ko main anch bhi nahi aane dunga. Nakku tenderly cups his face and kisses his lips. Dutta kiss her back,telling her with his lips how much he loved her.she was the center of his earth.

Dutta- aaj maine usse dekha. Meri hi tarah khafa duniya se. uski aankho mein wahi khalipan. Mere liye naraazgi.

Nakku- kaun?

Dutta- Madhu.Police inspector Madhu Damodar Patil. Damodar aur nandini ki beti. Meri sauteli behen.

?.....To be continued.

Sneek peek- Dutta tries to bring madhu to PN on AS instigation. Nakku snaps dutta out of his melancholy.Tasha in rain. Dutta recruits new people. Plz comment yaaro

wow very nice update yar i love it every bit so mabhu is police inspector. wow kala u don't no how police mind work wow.😆 cool yar

Reserved 😉

awesome update

OMG.. sachi mein u had time to write all this and still celebrate diwal.. maan na padega.. amazing.. the story progressed so well.. esp the fight sequence was top notch.. the way u explained the how dutta was able to attack so many people at the same time.. and how he had no state of the art weapons when he strated out all sits really well with ths story.. OMG, nakku shoots.. really.. gr8 she could do that when needed to save Dutta's life.. and asking the commsioner to save kareem's son was an aaw momemnt for me!

Caught up with the whole thing and must say u r doing a splendid job dear..............awsomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...................Plzzz do pm me whenever u update...............😍

Njoyed the update thoroughly ..Dutta is so so brave.. Nakkus not less either..!! Luvd the arcade scenes..and man DP dead already..!!