CHAPTER-2
CUL-DE-SAC
Manorma complex
Jackie had fainted on the floor, his face pressed against the grey cotton carpet. He was wearing a black T-shirt under a leather jacket, along with black pants. Suddenly, he experienced a sharp cough and began coughing in his sleep. He coughed softly twice, then coughed loudly and forcefully four times and get Phlegm out on carpet his lips get soaked in that. After that, he woke up abruptly and looked around with Confused face Then he looked up, opened his mouth, and let out a loud sigh. He started to fall back asleep with his mouth open
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Daya wipe out Sweat from his chin with his Hand And Slowly step forwards under the door
Everywhere Was Darkness In the room
"batti taaang ,batti taaang" A Thin voice echoed and burst of light flooded into the room, piercing through the darkness. Daya squinted and turned his head, trying to adjust his eyes. The source of the light was a roshandaan—a high-set ventilation window—Daya noticed a table cluttered with scattered files and a dust-covered globe resting at one corner but even with the beam shining through, the room remained mostly obscured, cloaked in heavy shadows.He looked around cautiously. Shapes flickered in the dim light, but nothing was clear. The air felt dense—almost like the room itself was holding its breath
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"Aao Aao daya Saab...Aap hee ka intezaar tha" Voice attract daya towards it
Daya notice someone was Sitting on the chair… after the table. Dust floated in the narrow beam of light from the roshandaan, and the air felt colder now
"betho Saab ye Kursi Aap hee ke liye Mangvaayi hai khaas Juhu se"voice was echoing
Daya Sorted at the chair with strange look
"ye Konsa naya drama hai ab Tumhara,Tum tou mujhe Khabar dene wale The na?"
daya asked with displeasure
"Khabar Bhi hai or Ek Dum kadak Garam lohe ke maafik"he clear his throat
"Acha? Aisa bhi kya Haath laga hai es baar" Daya shown his Desperation
"Pede khayenge?" Voice had a Gesture of questioning
"Ab ye pede kahan se beech mein aa gaye" daya Exchange His Frustration
"Arrey Arrey daya Sahib Itna Utaavlapan Acha Nahi hai Garama garam Chaans se Zabaan Ka Postmortem Bhi ho jaata hai kayi baar" He laughed at last slightly
"dekh shabeer Ye tere har baar Ke drame Se m Tang aagya hoon ab agar Khabar dega tou m rukunga Warna m jaara hoon mere Saathi baahar mera wait kr rhe hain" Daya Said with Obvness
"Begum mathura Gayin thi Wahan se Laayi aap ke liye Khaa lena "a box fall on table at daya's side as he complete his talk
"ab aate hain Mudde par" Noise of lighter litting Took place
"patel Yaad Hai Saab aap ko?"
daya Leaned Forward and Place his elbows on table
Manorma complex
suddenly, he forced his eyes open and began aggressively patting them with his hands. With a limp, he stood up from the floor. As he stood, he swayed unsteadily but managed to keep himself from falling.He slipped his hand into the pockets of his jeans and searched for something. Then he pulled his hand out, empty. After that, he reached under his jacket and again withdrew his hand, still empty.Then he took two steps toward the bookshelf and picked out the second-to-last book. He got onto the bed with it, leaned his back against the headboard, and looked at the cover.
Jackie's POV:A woman was hugging a very small child. At the top, in large white letters on a red background, the word "Mother" was written. At the bottom, in small font, was the name "Maxim Gorky."He lifted the book and began examining its underside carefully.
Jackie's POV:A thick stack of light yellow pages—about halfway through, there was a noticeable gap.
He placed both thumbs on either side of the gap and opened it. Tucked between the pages was a small packet of white powder
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Abhijit and Asha was Sitting in the car While Abhijit Was looking staright asha Was looking at general shop from mirror
Suddenly a A noise of train passing echoed there asha get Back into car
Asha:- sir ,paani Ki bottle hogi wahan(while Doing Signal With Hand )
Abhijit:- Hain
He start Looking here and there meanwhile daya comes and enter into car
Abhijit:- kya kaha khabri ne ?jaa sakte hain na ab hum (While passing bottle to asha)
Daya Did n't Look at Abhijit And Put On the Door of Car with Force
Daya:- bataata hoon ek minute
Daya putt Seat belt and then Look Into Abhijit's eyes
Daya:- Patel mumbai Mein hai (while looking at Abhijit)
Abhijit Gazed into daya's eye Silent but tense face Asha Try to pass Bottle to Abhijit Again
Daya Twist key into engine and start the car
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Two thick knuckles knocked patiently on a brown door—twice.
In the background, a loud Hindi song played, Bhupinder Singh’s soulful voice echoing through the air:-Idhar Ka Maal Udhar jaata hai Udhar ka maal idhar aata hai -2 Now a Full fledged hand Hit the door desperately four times
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Trio was going in car on a Road
Abhijit:- Ye Patel es baar kya karne aya hoga
He was speaking while Looking at daya and asha with a light rotation of sitting towards Them
Daya:- ho na ho barha haath Maarne waala hai Daya Did nt take eyes from road
Asha:-Mujhe tou ye gundon ka Maths kamzor Lagta hai kabhi kabhi
Daya:- Wo kyu He giggles
Asha:- Pehle Crime karte hain paise ki vajah se Or Jab paisa aane lage fir or crime karte hain or zyada Paisa kamaane ke liye or phir usi paise se Underground ho jayenge ya kisi or country mein bhaag jyenge
Abhijit laugh while looking in front
Asha:- magar phir wo phir wahin vapis ayenge gale mein katre ki ghanti baandh ke khud ko police ke saamne jhonkne ke liye
Abhijit:- nyiii nyii ye Patel itna seedha Mujrim nhi hai aise log ek ek kadam foonk foonk ke rakhte hain He
Shook his Hand In gesture of no while looking at road
Daya stopped The Car near a Board of "Coca-Cola Poster" on wall meanwhile a cul-de-sac Was starting from there In the left side A big White bunglow's Back was Facing it And in the right A Yellow House with some Palm tress in Yard was there
Daya:- Yahi Hai wo Jagah Abhijit Daya Look at Abhijit while twisting key of car
Abhijit Start Looking towards daya's window
Asha:- ye pehle wali jagah se bhi ek kadam aage hai
She Said with Frank face while looking at window
Abhijit get out From the Car and Giving his eyes Everywhere
Abhijit:- yahan Tou Do hee Ghar hain He touch his Bottom lip lightly with thumb
Daya And Asha Also get out From the carDaya:- yahi hoga firHe Signled finger towards yellow house and look at Abhijit
Abhijit :- Tou Der kis baat ki ,khelte hain Holi hain?He walk towards car to took gun
Manorma complex
Jackie was taking a shower with his clothes still on, his eyes closed as water poured over him. Dust started washing off his shoes, mixing with the water and flowing toward the drain.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked straight ahead. Then he glanced down
Jackie's pov
A long-sleeved, unpressed red and white checkered shirt had fallen to the floor, landing near a thick patch of dusty water. Fine particles of dust drifted slowly toward the fabric, carried by the stream of water
He bent down, eyes locked on the shirt, then dropped to his knees. Reaching out with a tense hand, he grabbed the fabric and began scrubbing it hard against the floor, his face tight with frustration After Rubbing 7-8 times up and Down He Took up and look at it with a teary face-----
Daya break the door and trio Entered in the house meanwhileInside, a man in his late 30s, dressed in a dark green Pathani suit with a neatly trimmed French beard, sat calmly on the sofa.
The table before him was a chaotic mess—white chalk piled in a pot, cigarette butts scattered among lit matches, and a half-empty bottle of champagne gleaming under the dim light.The entire house was Breathing into silence.
Meanwhile from the neighboring area, a loud noise of iron welding and metal cutting pierced through—harsh, rhythmic, and out of place, echoing into the quiet room
Abhijit- kahan hai hain? Kidhar hai woh (while getting near to man With tense face and gun in his hand)
Daya and Asha Started looking in other rooms of house meanwhile that Man was itching on his chin while Looking at Abhijit silently with intense Face
Daya get into bedroom
Daya's pov:- Clothes hung over the door and were draped along the walls—some even piled across the unmade bed. To the right of the bed stood an old wooden almirah, its surface dominated by a large, poster of Amitabh Bachchan in his Coolie look—red shirt, blue jeans, and that unmistakable intense gaze. On the left side of the bed, a small drawer table held two pistolsBoth walls have 2-3 Frames of Religious pictures
Abhijit was inspecting a drawer in the hall, near the sofa. A CD player with speakers was placed on top of it. As he checked the compartments, he kept his gun cautiously pointed ahead, staying alert.
Abhijit:- dekh abhi ba-izzat bolde,warna...(In one of the drawers, he discovered several packets of heroin. However, he didn’t take them with him. In the other drawers, he found old music cassettes—titles like Sholay, Khalnayak, and Jaanbaaz were among them.
Abhijit:- Kaam karne kaaale or Filmein dekhni rangeen hain(coming near to him)
Daya:- Sir ander se Ye do Smith & Wesson mile hain or Kaafi saari hash (coming From bedroom and showing a Evidence Bag full of two silver revolvers and Hash
Asha:- sir bathroom Mein toilet tank Ke neeche se Heroine mili hai or Kitchen mein bhi Hai Kaafi(she shout loudly from kitchen)
Abhijit he took off his gun from aim, A rectangular, silver-colored, dust-covered Videocon TV—still switched on—sat on a nearby TV stand, flickering and making a low, static noise.
Abhijit:- Dekh Shaaan-pati nyi,samjha? bta de patel Kahan hai Warna hum bulvane par utar aaye tou teri rag-rag bolegi nahi Chillayegi!!!
Daya:- aakhir karoge kya unko Bacha ke? Huh? Kya ye aaj ki raid Kaafi nahi hai ye saabit karne ke liye ke tumhari Parchaayi Takk par Hamara saya Mandra raha hai
He said while coming near to Guddu
,in take of moment asha also Come From kitchen and Stand Near dayaGuddu Start playing with gold chain in his neck and His Expression convert into laugh
Guddu:- Ab mere Hee Bageeche ka ghaas-foos mujhi ko Maidan mein lalkaarega ?
Abhijit let out a slight, . He aim his gun again and everyone's attention goes to him but he just carefully detached the muzzle and took it in other hand A soft internal sound followed—the smooth, mechanical clink of bullets shifting inside
Guddu was sitting still Sometimes He was Watching at Abhijit's face without blinking his red and yellow eyes
Abhijit Make light movement Of his lips And Said:Aaj ni tou kal tumhare saathi pakde hee jayenge tou ye Wafadari or ye sankalp kis kaam ke?
, Guddu burst into a Light laugh. His face lit up with amusement,. He threw his head back as he laughed
Guddu:- Bahut bhole Ho Re tum Log..wo Jaise bambai Police hoti hai waise nahi ho Barhe Atrangi ho ,Barhe Atrangi ho(he nodded His head couple of times in last)
Abhijit laughed again, this time more openly, Without a word, he reattached the muzzle to his gun, aimed at him, and fired a single shot The bullet hit Guddu from the side, straight into his buttocks.
A sharp thud followed, and a stream of blood began to soak into the sofa beneath him.Guddu flinched but didn’t cry out.
Instead, he slowly turned his head, neck rotating stiffly as he peeked over his shoulder. His eyes locked with Abhijit’s—but the amusement was gone. His face was now dull, blank, as if he were struggling to resist the pain
Guddu:- dockyard
Guddu's words were trembling Abhijit look at daya
Abhijit:- Kya karne Gaya hai Dockyard wo
He Took his hand to his back And Touch it Slowly To His Wound
Guddu:- Time Nahi hai Aapke Paas
Abhijit and Daya look at each other
he took his hand Back and Saw his hand Was totally poured in Blood His hand start Trembling
suddenly he did Vomit on table
asha and Daya Was looking At him with disgust meanwhile Abhijit Was giving Intense Look
abhijit Get On aside While Giving a signal to Duo
Abhijit:-Dockyard Yahan se Kitni door hoga
Daya:- itni door hai ke Patel araam se Khaata peeta hamare haath se nikal sake
Daya roll his eyebrows while speaking
Asha:- tou ab ,Udhar acp sir bhi wait kar rahe honge
Abhijit's face Brightened
Abhijit :- ye tou maine socha hee nhi
Daya:- kya?
Abhijit:- Acp sir or fredricks aur Sudhakar radio station gaye hain
Daya:- tou?
Abhijit:- tou kya yaar dockyard usi radio station ke paas mein hee hai
Daya:- arrey haan ye tou maine bhi ni socha
Daya look at asha and Abhijit's face
abhijit:- Main Abhi phone karta hoon Sudhakar ko wo acp saaheb or fredy ko leke tab Takk dockyard pohnch jayenge tab tak tum esko sambhalo
Daya nodded and get Back to Guddu with asha Meanwhile Abhijit was On phone in a corner
guddu was sitting still on sofa with dull face
Daya was Looking at Guddu meanwhile asha Goes to kitchen
Abhijit hang up the call and comes to daya and he Look at Tv
Abhijit's pov:- amitabh Bachchan was Cuddling passionately to Parveen babi meanwhile she was poured into blood And on the last stage of life,he was repeating Dramatic one liners
Asha also comes with Glass of water and serve to guddu after that she noticed tv screen
Abhijit Took his eyes off from tv and look at asha n she was looking at Abhijit's Face
both Abhijit Instantly flip his eyes again on tv and start rubbing his Index finger on his lips meanwhile Asha Also Take down his face
Abhijit- daya, ye tv band kro yaar!
daya nodded and goes to switch off the tv
Abhijit:- Asha Tum Guddu ko lekar Hospital chli jaana Aage Hum sambhaal lenge
abhijit Said while gazing at Guddu
Asha took up her eyes to Abhijit
Asha:- jee sir
She said while joining his both hand Into each other and Her fingers was Just moving here and there on other's hand's Fingers meanwhile Abhijit was Not Looking at her at all
Abhijit:- Ye lo rumaal Muh saaf karo or kapde badlo apne
He said while Stretching down a plain white hankie Towards Guddu
Guddu Took it from Abhijit and start patting smoothly on his Lips and chin
Guddu:- saab
He stopped His voice Was Outcoming In not normal manner
Guddu:- bahut Bakbaka Sa lag ra hai Thodi Rum mil jaati tou
He said While Rubbing hankie on his upper side of lips and then looking at it
Abhijit was Looking at him without blinking his eyes While His hands were Resting on his both sides of waist
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