OS - The Third Man (updated)

His journalistic instincts aroused he strode over to the shelf took out the video of their wedding day.There were 2 videos inside. One was imprinted 'Dhruv😡 and Shradda' s wedding and the other had no imprint. Quickly he slipped the unmarked video into his laptop and sure enough there was Bihaan and Bauji. There was no sound but you could clearly see them struggling over a knife. Suddenly they both fell backwards and the knife came hurtling out of Bihaan's hands and over the balcony. Bauji was the first to get up. Bihaan still lay stunned on the balcony floor. Dhruv😡 leaned forward in horror as he saw a third man step out of the the shadows and stab Bauji, not once ,not twice but three times. At first the man's face was hidden but then he turned and suddenly his face was clearly visible on the screen. For a moment Dhruv sat stunned unable to believe it what he had just witnessed . Thapki had been telling the truth after all, Bihaan was innocent.

He stepped towards the bed with the thought of waking Shradda and remonstrating with her then decided against it. Shradda would have a lot to answer to but right now wasn't the time. For a moment the thought crossed his mind to hide the video but the honest bone in him refused. Then he thought maybe he could benefit from this too. If he were to give Thapki this video he would be the hero in her eyes. He rushed to Bihaan and Thapki's room but it stood empty. He almost dropped the video as he bumped into Suman Bhabhi in his haste.' Bhabhi do you know where Thapki's gone? '

'Oh she's already left go visit Bihaan devarji before the court appearance today.' He dashed towards his car if he was lucky he would catch her before she reached Bihaan then he could appear a hero for her in front of him.

He decided to take the short cut through the jungle and as he rounded the bend he almost collided with an auto rickshaw going too fast. At the clearing ahead he found a clearly scared Thapki surrounded by a gang of hoodlums with motorcycles . He instinctively blared his horn and drove in a mad rush towards them . Suddenly they all scrambled towards their motorcycles and drove off in a cloud of dust. He opened the door of his car and anxiously ran to Thapki " Thapki are you all right ? Who were those men and what did they want ?"

" I am fine Dh - Dhruv 😡 Sir, I don't know who they were but they wanted the video which I don't have " " Thapki I have the video proving Bihaan's innocence " Her eyes seemed to light up like stars. For a moment he thought she was gonna hug him but all she said was " Truly sir you have the proof of Bihaan's innocence " He nodded his head in agreement and she burst into tears of relief. He walked towards her wanting to hold her in his arms but before he got close enough she lifted her face eyes shining with joy now. " Thank you Dhruv 😡 Sir can we go and free Bihaan now " At the station they brought out a badly battered and bruised Bihaan hardly able to stand on his own 2 feet. Oblivious to everyone and everything around her Thapki ran to Bihaan and slammed herself into his arms crying all the while. " Bihaan , Bihaan are you ok ?" Her fingers roamed restlessly all over the exposed parts of his body caressing his bruises trying to ease the pain. " How can I be fine Thapki " he enunciated slowly , " How can I be fine when my chuk chuk gadi has got tears in her eyes" He leaned towards her and with his lips slowly wiped the tears away first one cheek then the other .Shyly she leaned into him again and felt him inhale sharply, " Sorry Bihaan , did I hurt you ? "

" No chuk chuk gadi you healed me. " Dhruv😡 couldn't take anymore so he sauntered furiously towards his car. He held back to reason just long enough to buckle his belt then drove off in a huff. Dhruv😡 reached the gates of Pandey Nivaas so lost in his rage he didn't even know how he had reached there. The recently appointed guard hopped to to open the gates and he returned his smart salute with a cursory nod of his head. " Yes , any problem? " " No Sir, there's no one at home except Bauji and the nurse ." He parked the car in the driveway and picked up his jacket and walked towards the main door.

As he walked past the kitchen he heard the clink of bottles and he looked up long enough to see the specialist nurse they had hired for Bauji ." How is he today ? " He contained his fury long enough to make the mandatory inquiry. "No change sir, I am just gonna give him his medication then make him comfortable for the night " Again the desultory nod and he stepped out headed for the stairs. Before he reached them he detected a blur of colour out of the corner of his eye. He stopped pondering , how could I be? Bauji was in a coma and the nurse was the kitchen . Alarm bells rang in his head and unbidden his fury boiled ov again. He grabbed the nearest thing to hand which was a heavy iron poker and crept quietly towards Bauji's room. A man stood hunched over Bauji's comatose form. " What the hell. ... Who are you and what are you doing to Bauji? " The man whirled around in surprise .Dhruv😡 at once recognised ghe man's features, The Third Man and at the same time noticed the glint of a knife in the man's hand. WIthout forethought he lifted the poker in his hand and landed it with a resounding thwack on the man's head. As he lifted the poker to strike again he heard an anguished cry from the door. "Dhruv😡 Beta don't kill him, he is your real father "

Most of you will be wondering why for somebody who professes to hate Dhruv😡 so much she would write a story with him as her protagonist. Well this is so that in the future I can enjoy torturing him. He he he. You'll probably also have noticed how every time I have had to mention his name its made me really mad ( hence the enraged emoticon)