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Here is chapter 2, I've put it together very quickly but i hope you like it. I apologize for the delay. Chapter 22 am, under a dark sky, Dutta's black jeep parked in front of a portside overlooking the one or two boats that were still in place within the water. Looking out towards a particular large marine boat, Baajis eyes point towards the blue and white cruiser as he leans over the steering wheel of the car a little.
"Yahin jaaga batayi hai usne bahu..jaake sale ko khatam karte hai bahu. Just a Baaji is reaches into his pocket for his handgun Dutta passes an disproving glare.
"Andar rakh ise..!"Baaji a feeling a little scolded yet still not convinced puts the gun back in his pocket and is just about to try and say something when Dutta sounds his words. Baaji watches the way Dutta seems watching the boat intensely yet his words are very much for Baaji.
"Har taaraf us inspector ke log beche hai Baaji." Baaji looks out into the same direction and begins to spot a few people darted around the port side. Baaji sounding a silent understanding nods in understanding as Dutta turns to him the once before leaving the car.
Closing the door of the jeep behind him Dutta eyes the black briefcase on the car seat instructing Baaji to bring It along and Baaji does just that.
Following Dutta with the briefcase, Baaji walks towards the portside, along the wooden decking towards the boat until two gourds ethier side the entrance of the boat stop him but let Dutta pass.
"SP saab ne bas, Dutta Patil ko milne ki ijaasat di hai..kisi aur ko nahin."Baaji getting agitated by the way the man seemed to feel like he could order them about Dutta turns around silently, nodding the once as to tell Baaji to let it be. Understanding what was being asked of him Baaji hands over the briefcase to Dutta before passing an angry glare at the guard who had stopped him.
Following the lead of someone who seemed to look like a pain clothes corrupt officer Dutta is led through a rather lavish interior for a boat. Following this mans lead into a room filled with deep wooden furnishings. A wooden desk at the centre of the small angled room and doors surrounding the space supposedly leading off into other rooms. Dutta takes a look around as the man who had led him into the room leaves. Taking a seat on the chair behind the desk Dutta places the black case on the surface of the table and then sits back into the chair. His posture very influential, as per trait he rests one of his legs upon the other and places his arms on each of the wooden rests as his eyes scan the room.
Hearing an very cheap voice use his name, Dutta hearing somebody walk into the room prefers not to react and instead silently watches as a man walk around the other side of the desk and take a seat. Dressed in a cream sweater and white trousers carrying an mixed expression of a tacky villain and a street thug, the moustached man with a glass of alcohol in his hands introduces himself as
"MOREY."
MOREY naam hai hamara Patil saab, aapse mil kar kushi hui". As morey extends his hands over the table for an handshake Dutta passes an arrogant glare forcing Morey to laugh the moment off. Dutta watching Morey with a certain dislike pushes the black case across the table.
"Itni jaaldi kya hai patil saab, kisi bhi nayee cheez khareedne se pehele use atchi tare se parak lena chaiyey. "Dutta watches as Morey eyes one of his men that stands either side of his chair. Walking towards a door in the corner of the room the man enters for a few seconds and then walks out holding a girl by her arm out into the room. Dutta looks at the green eyed girl and recalls the first time he had seen her at the waterside. Dressed in that same loose fitted pink dressed, she looked terrified. Her eyes searching the floor as she rips herself away from that mans grasp.
Morey pulls a cheap grin at Dutta who watches Nakusha steadily. Looking back towards Morey for a second, Dutta rises from his seat and walks towards Nakusha. His footsteps sounding on the wooden floor, Nakusha watches him walk closer her face filled with a mix of fear and resentment thinking of what this man had intended for her. Not looking up at him as he gets closer, Nakushas eyes scatter uneasily on the floor as Dutta stops before her. Dutta watching Nakusha closely notices fear in evident in the girl, those eyes of her scared and defense Dutta knows that there was need to play this encounter very carefully if he wanted things to go the way he had planned.
Dutta stepping that little more closer to Nakusha notices the way she finches a little more but doesn't react to this hesitation of hers. Slowly touching upon an a hair that falls out of place on Nakushas cheek Dutta watches over her closely as he moves the hair back behind her ear and then trails his fingers down her check in a very flirtatious manner. Nakusha stepping away at once in defence of this stranger touching her the whole thing insights laughter in Morey..yet taking no notice of it Dutta was out to be convincing and makes a further advance.
This time stepping closer Dutta takes hold of Nakushas stray arm ..and pulls her towards his posture. Lowering his face to the crux of her neck, somewhat like a forced embrace Nakusha feels his lips trailing down the left of her neck and closes her eyes tightly to endure. Dutta feels this girls heartbeat sink with his grip, goose bumps running through her skin, Dutta knew this was against his principles of respecting the female gender yet he had no choice. His lips buried on her neck feeling her quiver, Dutta slowly trails his lips below her ear..and in due course reassures in a whisper.
"Dar mat, thuje kuch nahin hoga."Nakusha a little confused by what she had heard or even if she was thinking straight doesn't get much chance to think. As Dutta parts from her Nakusha takes a quick look into those eyes of his, still not trusting a mix of confusion along with fear no evident. As the guard takes Nakusha by arm and walks her back into the room her eyes remain upon Dutta.
"Kaisi lagi Dutta sahib? Kya ham soda pakka samje.. ?" Dutta turning towards Morey who is busy counting notes sat in front of the open briefcase, Dutta passes quite a glare yet keeps hold of his patience. Sounding his words in a very heavy manner Duttas expression stren as he looks back towards Morey with distaste.
"Ek baar aur dekhna chahta hoon, akeyley mein." Morey passing one of his sniggering laughs eyes one of his men who opens the door to the room Nakusha had been led into.
Dutta walking into what was a bedroom, a four poster bed in the centre of the room, red furnishings and wooden furniture sees the girl stood in one corner of the room, her hands entwined in one an other and eyes closed she seemed to be praying threat-fully. Hearing someone approach she opens her eyes that carry Imemse fear within them. Seeing Dutta approach Nakusha begins to take steps back until Dutta notices Nakushas movement and stops at a distance. "
Pas mat ana..pas mat aana tum!!!…!!" Dutta watching the girl who is ever so fragile and looses her words part way Dutta takes a deep breath for a second, closing and then re-opening his eyes he measures his words very silently trying to convince her.
" Dutta shri ram patil naam hai mera ..aur mein thuje yaha se lejaane aayay hoon ladki. Bas jaise kehta hoon waisa karti jaa.." As Dutta closes the pace between them Nakusha is again about to protest verbally but before she can do so Dutta is quick to place his finger over Nakushas lips. "
Tumare alava kisi aur ko yaha rakha hai.. ?" Nakusha unable to speak, a little confused, a little unsure and still scared waits for a second unsure weather she should answer his question or not but seeing those eyes looking down at her for answers she nods a
" no."Looking around the room for a moment Dutta silently takes out a small hand gun that was tucked behind the back of his kurta, at first the sight seemed to startle Nakusha yet as Dutta takes a glance up towards her she drops back her reaction. Dutta checking the number of bullets in the gun, pushes back the opening of the gun into place and tucks it under his black waist coat. Lifting his eyes to Nakusha that fear of hers still visible…
"Agar yaha se bhahar nikalna hai toe tu waise hein karegi jaise mein kehta hoon." Seeing those eyes unconvinced of him, still fearful and untrusting what she thinks of him this moment doesn't matter to Dutta. What matters is the task at hand, he had come to help her escape and put an end to Morey and that's just what he was going to do.
Dutta looks over Nakusha for a moment and then..pulls away the pink dupata that was hung across her chest and throws it on the bed. Startled for a moment Nakusha finds herself unable to speak, petrified of what she seemed to be going through she finds herself unable to react. Feeling Dutta pull open her hair Nakusha closing her eyes anticipates the worst yet is relived when she hears his footsteps walk around her. Opening her eyes she watches him walk towards the door of the room and realises that she just might have been wrong about this stranger. Maybe he was really here to help her.
Following his lead Nakusha walks out of the room, her hesitant self. Morey yet again has another comment to pass a he is fooled by the way Dutta had made those small changes to Nakushas appearance.
'Kya baat hai patil saab..Nakusha ne..toe kuch hein palon mein apne rang hein badal dale" his words a mix of meanings, something indecent to something hurtful..Nakushas eyes met Moreys for a moment as the term rang was mentioned. Dutta disregarding all…walks towards the desk to which Morey still sits behind comfortably. Without turning to Nakusha who was stood behind his back Dutta instructs her to leave.."
bahar intaasar kar." As Nakusha hesitates for a moment and then leaves Dutta waits for the closing of the door before he pulls out his gun and points it towards Morey. Flexing his neck on the left Dutta takes a livid glare at Morey.
As Nakusha runs out of the cruiser, passing by some of Moreys men that lye unconscious she happens to bump into someone. Baaji feeling a heavy thud crash against his chest looks down to a petit figure, green eyes filled with fear and makes a guess.
"Tu Nakusha hai kya.?".. A little later sitting huddled at the back of the jeep Nakusha still a little unsure watches the man sit in front of her in the drivers seat. Baaji looking In the central mirror notices Nakusha looking at him with an uncertainty.
"Darne ka nahin..!" but Baajis reassurance only seems to scare her even more, deciding not make things worse.. Baaji tries to steer the topic away into something more casual.
"Mein terko..naku bola sakta hai kya..??" Not getting much of a reaction just those green eyes staring at him Baaji is saved from a further awkward silence when Dutta walks towards the jeep. Noticeably injured at the neck, Dutta touches upon the left side of his neck in strain as he walks towards the car..and gets in and drops his gun the dashboard.
"Terko zyada chot toe nahin aayi naa bahu?"Dutta nods a silent no yet the few wounds minor wounds on his arm and neck visible. As Baaji starts the car Dutta takes a glance into the mirror to check up on Nakusha, his eyes catching that vivid green in hers, he pauses for a moment before taking his eyes back.
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Having driven for a 2 hour stretch 5am and the daylight having dawned Duttas jeep is parked at a local dhaba. In the interest of giving Baaji a little rest from driving and also something to eat Dutta sits in the car while Baaji goes off into the dhaba. Taking a glance into the back of the car through the mirror Dutta notices the way Nakusha had been sleeping throughout the journey and was doing so even now. Her figure leaning against the corner of the car and her face dropped to one side. Dutta notices the peaceful look on her face and thinks back to their earlier encounter.
Meanwhile Baaji approaching the car, a few cups of tea skilfully held in his hands he passes one to Dutta and then walks around the car to the back..and finds himself having to wake Nakusha up.
"Aye..naku..!!! naku..."Dutta watching through the mirror sees Nakusha open hers in a squinted fashion, at first she is a little hesitant and then takes the cup from Baaji.
Glancing towards her now and again, Dutta watches the way in which she silently sips from her drink trying best to avoid him.
A few minutes later as Dutta washes his hands and face under an traditional water pump, a small girl with a twigged basket selling something approaches.
Dutta watches the girl draw a basket towards him carrying duppatas of various colours.
"Duppata lelo saab.." Dutta just about to refuse, thinks back to Nakusha.. seeing a similar one to which she was wearing before he had taken It away, Dutta takes out some money from the pocket of his black overcoat and hands it to the girl who passes him a pink dupata. As Dutta approaches the car, seeing Nakusha gone back to sleep throws the material onto his car seat and is caught by Baaji who seems to have just got off the phone.
"Bhau woh abhi abhi doctor se baat hue..kaka ki taybet achanak bigar gayi hai bhau"
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Sometime later within his fathers residence Dutta storms across various hallways and a staircase and walks straight into Damodars room. Halting to see his farther laying with his eyes closed, a noticeable weakness to his expression. At his bedside the doctor and a nurse who goes about her job but as they turn to see Dutta both the doctor and nurse leave the room.
Pin drop silence in the room as Dutta hears the door of the room close and he walks towards his father's bedside. Sitting down on a stool next to the bed Dutta looks over his farther lying there with his back towards him. Dutta taking a nervous gulp for a second scatters his eyes around the room, overwhelmed by this emotion of his. He had never really connected with this man much yet today he was out of himself in worry for him. Seeing his farther rest still in silence Dutta is just about to get up from his seat and leave the room when he hears a very sunken tone of voice stopping him. -
"Dutta" Dutta closing his eyes for a moment takes a sigh..
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Meanwhile Baaji walks Nakusha into one of the rooms in the house, a little confused with what is going on Nakusha is pleasantly surprised when she follows Baaji into a room, already taken back by the grandness of the house…Nakusha is pleasantly surprised when she sees her mother standing at some distance in the room. Her eyes lighting up Nakusha runs towards Baabi with instance and throws herself upon her mother in an embrace Baabi in tears and Nakusha also emotional Baaji smiles as he watches mother, daughter re-unite from a distance and leaves the room to give them space.
As Baaji walks down the corridor seeing Dutta standing looking over the balcony of the staircase, seemingly looking into oblivion Baaji places the palm of his right hand on Dutta's shoulder as he stops beside him.
"Jaanta hai mein bhau..tu kaka ko lekar pareshan hai par sab theekh hojayeyga, chahe toe mein baat karega unse..bole ga ke woh hamare saath patil niwas chale. Dutta and even Aayi sahib and try to convince Damodar many times to move into Patil Niwas where his loved ones could take care of him but Damodor refused. He wanted to spend his last few days in his own home.
Without turning to Baaji Dutta refuses his words almost at a state of giving up
"Koi faaida nahin hai Baaji.." As ever Baaji the optimistic sole tries to convince Dutta one more time.
Lekin bahu..As Dutta turns to Baaji Baaji knowing full well that things were not going to go that way. Seeing that cold glare in Duttas eyes Baaji retreats from his initial idea and comes up with something else.
"Bhau…agar ham us ladki Naku aur uski aayi ko yaha kaka ke dekh bhal karne ko rakhe toe??" Dutta getting irritated by Baaji ends up scolding him firmly however a moment or two later a female voice is sounded from a distance. Baaji and Dutta both turn to seeBaabi stood at a distance, her eyes still moist a compassionate motherly look look on her expression as she speaks humbly.
" Agar isjaasat ho toe mein kuch bol sakti hai bhau?? Dutta nodds a silent yes to hearing babi go on.
Baajirao theekh bol rahe hai bhau Aap ne jo meri naku ke leighyey kiya hai uska karz mein kabhi nahin utaar payeyga bhau..yey chota sa moka de dijyey hame. " Dutta looks from Baabi with her hands folded humbly to Baaji for a moment in silent consideration.
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Late evening, Nakusha a little unaware of what is going on having heard only bits of conversation she follows Baabi and Baaji into a bedroom. Baaji shows them around the house, and is now putting down Baabis bag at the corner of a large bedroom. A four poster bed, dark wood furnishings, cabinets, a dressing table amongst other furniture.
Nakusha watches from beside her mother as Baaji enthusiastically rustles into his jeans pocket and takes out a bunch of keys and hands them to Baaji.
"Ye lo mausi..yey ghar ki chaviya..har kamre ki chaavi hai yaha. Kal subha nikalne se pehle mein terko ghar ke baare mein, kaka ki davayeeyo ke baare mein samjadega." Baabi nodding a yes takes the keys from Baaji. Just as Baaji turns to leave the room he remembers something and turns back this time look particularly at Nakusha.
"Arey mein toe bhool hein gayay tha..bhau ne tere ko bulayay hai Naku."Nakusha a little surprised and uncomfortable with the thought that Dutta would ask for her instantly begins to think back to her first encounter with him. His closeness, the exchange of money all begin to cloud her mind with fear. What if her first instincts about him were true, what if he was one of those men that dealt with the female gender more so like property than humans?
A few minutes later as Baabi begins to unpack her back on the bed in the centre of the room Nakusha ponders around the room, worried, wondering if she should tell her mother of the circumstances that she had been through. The way she was held captive and effect sold off to this very man that had now given her mother and herself a roof to live under. Just as Nakusha begins to dwell more seriously Baabi prompts her..
"Naku! Tu yaha kadhi khadi kya kar rahin hai?…jaldi jaa shayad Dutta bhau ko tere se koi saruri kaam hoga. Jaa." Nakusha nodding an uneasy yes leaves the room, thinking it best not to worry her mother.
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As Nakusha walks through various corridors of the house she remembers Baaji guiding her around the house and recalls this particular room to be Duttas. Nakusha a little hesitant on looks the partially open door of the room, after a significant pause she enters the room. As she walks in she sees Dutta facing the mirror pulls off his black kurta and throws it aside. Duttas eyes catch Nakusha through the mirror. Seeing that she is just about to turn away and leave the room Dutta stops her. – "
Rukh!"Nakusha startled by that voice a little was under the impression that dutta had not noticed her and she would return later at a more appropriate time. As Nakusha begins to feel a certain growing nervousness lifts her eyes momentarily to see Dutta turn to face her. Stood at a distance..his eyes invite her into the room in a very dominating way. Abiding by this gesture of his Nakusha takes a few steps into the room and stops. Hearing his footsteps approach Nakushas earlier encounter with him flashes by past her eyes filling her with a insecurity. Watching him approach Nakusha begins to take shuffled steps back away from him as he gets closer, his eyes upon her in a very profound manner.
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Edited by jagrutid - 13 years ago
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