Ek thi kahani-unke pyar ki Ch63 n epilogue(24aug)) - Page 17

wow shilpi.. loved the way the story is moving.. i am always watching out for ur update as i really enjoy them..i think the old fisherman has the diamonds as dutta has passed it onto him?! there is no way harsh is gonna nab dutta.. cant wait for tasha face to face.. yes, the show is giving us enough these days, but who said woh kaafi hain.. we are a greedy lot here, 😉, so the more the merrier..

@ prettywoman....
wait n watch gal....just wait n watch....😉

hey someone once asked me...how did dutta light up the sky wid fireworks on the date...coz they were alone..it was not feasible..? sorry for the late answer..wht wid my vaccation and all..i just forgot...well..the thing is that dutta had put on the fireworks at different places far away wid a remote connection(these sort of things are normally used during dassheras at ravan ifggy burning and 4th july celebrations etc)....so when he was holding nakku ...he quietly pressed the GO button...and pointed at the sky and VIOLA....fireworks....akash mein bhi..unke dilo mein bhi...Smart naa?😉

@ Vika
Actually nakku knows that Harsh is in Police. That was just a gimmick i pulled for us so that there is impact of the tale. Thanks for liking it. But nakku doesn't know he is after Dutta..What happens When she finds out thats another thing. Hope u r not disappointed ever..

just cuaght up with all parts....i have to say a really good well wrtieen and enjoying FF

nice part dear..Harsh after Dutta 😒 update more asap

Ch 13

Harsh opens the box. His eyes get round with shock. The box is empty. Dutta turns around and harsh realizes first hand that lightening does strike the same place a second time, specially where this man was concerned. Because the man standing infront of him is not dutta at all. From afar he could easily be mistaken for dutta, the fading sunlight helped camouflage the subtle differences and enhanced the similarities, his height, his body structure all resemble dutta's very closely. He was an impersonator. Harsh turns around and sees that his men have managed to nab raja, the bag in his hand revealed nothing but some clothes. Harsh is flabbergasted. The impersonator ' kya ho raha hai? kaun dutta?

Harsh slaps him in frustration. He thinks back on all that he saw. Dutta flagging the boat. Dutta handing over the bag, dutta opening the box and holding out the diamonds. He is sure the diamonds have come this way. Dutta would never let someone else take such risk. But then where is dutta. Harsh had kept this guy under constant watch thinking him to be dutta, so he was sure that if dutta was present here he could not have changed place with this man. So where is dutta? And where are the diamonds? And how did a guy like rajarai give away the diamonds without checking the money. Did dutta cheat them all? How?

He replayed all the events in his head and remembers the old man who crashed against this man. Maybe'. Harsh turns and runs towards the direction where the old man had gone. He was moving slowly so harsh reached him and turns him. Old man- kai zala? Khalli pili maza verd khoti kai kartat?(wht happened? Why r u wasting my time?). Harsh flashes his badge. Old man is contrite- saab? Harsh searches him. The search reveals nothing on him except some fishes and tobacco(injurious to health!)

Once more harsh is left reeling. How did dutta pull this off? In front of his such close watch? How? He turns around in circle looking at all the crowd swarming around. Where could he be? Harsh stopps and turns at a departing lorry loaded with packed fishes and some laborers. One laborer catches his attention. The man was dressed in filty rags of dark sleeveless shirt ,half dhoti which once upon a time might have had a claim on being white and a bandana on his head. His moustache was stained with tobacco , a cut ran from his lower cheek across his chin. Eyes red with liquor, thick wad of hair fell rakishly over his brows. He was sitting on the back on his haunches. When their eyes met he stood up slowly balancing on the fast moving truck to his full tall height. He smiles devilishly at Harsh and pulls out the box from his torn sleeveless shirt's insides. His face breaks into a delighted grin as if a kid had pulled a jack-of-box trick on a stern teacher. His lifts his other hand in a jaunty police salute and turns his back on him as the truck disappears from the road.

Harsh who is struck immobile by such a piratical display of wit is shocked in to action he runs to his car and follows the truck. As soon as he sees the truck again he swears to himself that he won't underestimate dutta again. He chases the truck till inside the city. Then the increase in traffic and the number of similar vehicles makes it difficult to follow the right truck. Then harsh gets his chance again when the truck stops at a signal. He rushes to the back but the trucks back full of goods and other laborers but not the one he was looking for. Just then harsh sees flash of that shinny bandana in the corner of the street. He follows him on foot. Dutta runs away fast in the maze of Mumbai galis. Harsh chases slowly but on a turn dutta vanishes. When harsh takes the turn again he comes out at a dead end as the path is blocked by a 10 feet wall. Harsh kicks the ground in anger and frustration and looks at the wall with despair.

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Dutta is grinning to himself on the other side of wall.So his new friend is in police.I didn't see that one coming, he thinks. He takes a deep breath as the run had made his breathing hard. He looks down at his hands. They are tied up with his ragged shirt. He unwinds the shirt of his hand and the box which was wrapped with the piece of shirt to his hand lands on his lap. He replays in his mind how he had made harsh follow him through confusing routes in such a way that he would lose his concentration on where he is going. Without his noticing dutta had made him run around in circle infront of this particular wall 3 times. Dutta had noticed what harsh hadn't . Dutta had seen the wall where the brick had broken providing a foothold for the jump over the wall on the first round. Second round had provided him the information that the wall had been lined with broken glasses in the plaster to prevent thieves from crossing the walls. But not secure against thieves like dutta though. The third round he had simply used to annoy harsh and ready himself for the jump by removing the rag and tying it around his hands with the box securely so that they are protected against any injury against the glass. He had very coolly taken the jump in one go, so that to anyone following a few pace behind, it would appear as if he had disappeared In thin air. He looks up at the building in front of him- vasant vihar shishu shiksha school. He gets up and enters the building in front from a small door. He cautiously makes his way to an unused storeroom and closes the door. A few minutes later dutta quietly slips out of the storeroom, sans his disguise wearing a black suit with crimson silk shirt. He looks around and casually makes his way to the front of the school premise where he is greeted by the principal and others.

Principal- arey bhau, aap? hum to kab se aapka intezaar kar rahe hai darwaze par. aap is taraf se kaise?

Dutta- wo , main aaya to samne ke darwaze se hi tha.par is se pahele ki main aap se mil pata kisi bache kae haath ka ice cream mujh pe gir gaya. Ussi ne phir bathroom ka rasta dikhaya. Main bus abhi ussi daag ko mita kea a raha hun. Der to nahi hui?

Principal- arey nahi, aap bilkul samay pea aye hai. chaliye please.

Dutta I lead to the auditorium and shown a front row seat for the chief guest. He sits down and glances around. The auditorium is full crammed up with the parents and students of the school. This is a special place, he thinks as he looks in the expectant, innocent faces of the children. These were those special kids whom God had for some reason made a little different from the rest. They had their share of problems and needed extra care. Some were unfortunate enough to be without their parents left out in the cold all alone to fight their disability. This school was his father's dream. Dutta didn't know that, AS had told him 5yrs ago when he had asked her what she would want on her birthday. She had told him about baba's wish and asked him to fulfill it.Just that. Next day he had told baaji to make the arrangements. He had never shown any interest in it apart from the financial aid needed. In fact the first he had looked at the school with interest was today, when he had discussed his plan with baaji. He had studied the school's layout and map. A small girl comes to him with crutches, he looks at her, she flashes a toothy grin at him , her eyes squint and hands bent at odd angle. She holds out a single white rose to him. He takes it questioningly. She stutters out ,'Th..Th..Thank you'Bha..Bhai..Bhaiyya.' dutta is touched. He suddenly realizes that nakku would have loved this place and these kids. If only she could be here.

Just then the stage opens and a teacher starts her welcoming speech.

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Unbeknown to dutta his nakku was much closer then he knew. Nakku who had started helping out in this school with shamaika a few weeks back had soon won over everyone, teachers ,parents and mostly the kids. She was helping with the preparation at the backstage for the upcoming performance. She was hearing the introductory speech of the chief guest, but before she could hear his name she was called to the green room by a troup dancer. 'didi, shamaika didi gir gaye hai. aap jaldi aao.'

Nakku-kya? She rushes to the green room and couldn't see dutta being felicitated or hear his stunted speech . when she enters the room she finds shamaika groaning in pain holding her leg. She twisted her leg and fell while leaving the room,one of the girls said.

Shamaika- cdon't worry. Spary maar kar theek ho jayega. Abhi dance ka announcement hoga. Half an hour mein sab ko stage pe jana hai.

Nakku- nahi shami. Aise halat mein tu shedhe khadi bhi nahi ho payegi. Dance kaise karegi.

Shami- kuch nahi? Dekh, khadi ho jati hu. She starts raising but cluches her leg and falls down. Tears rushing in her eyes. How stupid of me! Shit. Wahan mere students meri performance ka wait kar rahe hai. aur main. I will let them down. Damnit.

Nakku- koi baat nahi. Wo samaj jayenge. Shammi- nakku, aise performance se hi charity milti hai. ussi se hum log ek naya wing banana wale the. Ab kya karenge.

One of the extra dancers says- ek idea du. Shammi- haan.

Dancer- didi, aap perform nahi kar sakti par koi aur kare to? Another dancer- itne kum samay mein kaun kar payega. Show kharab ho jayega.

Shammi- nahi, wo sahi bol raha hai. agar koi aisa ho jise steps achche se pata ho to wo mera dance kar lega.

Dancer- par aisa kaun hai? shammi 'hai na. nakku. ye hamesha humara rehearsal dekhti hai. ye sare steps jaanti hai'mujhse bhi achche se.

Nakku jumps up."Main. tu pagal ho gai hai. maine kabhi basti ke ganpati pe bhi nahi nacha."

Shammi- jhoot mat bol. Haan sabke samne nahi nacha. Par main janti hu ki tu darwaza band karke bahut dance karti hai. aur bahut achcha dance karti hai. maine kai baar dekha hai.

Nakku is embarrassed.-wo..wo.to aise hi.. dekh shami. Kamre mein akele ye sab karna alag baat hai. sabke samne alag baat hai. main nahi kar paungi.

Shammi- theek hai. mujhe laga tha tu in bachcho se bahut pyaar karti hai. shayad main galat thi.

Nakku- aisa nahi hai.

Shammi- unhe aaj jarorat hai. tu kahti hai na. jinse pyaar lkarte hai unke liye koi kaam karne se chook te nahi hai. decision ab tera hai.

Nakku shakes her head in refusal and walks away.

''''To be continued.

So how did dutta manage to get those diamonds without approaching raja?

How did he manage to get all spured up in the storeroom?

Where are the diamonds now?

Will harsh catch dutta?

Will nakku really give up or give in to shammi?

I hope these questions bug you till my next update'.

awesome update yaar

hey ,,,shilpi i'm here b4 u pm me😆😆😆 look i'm soo excited abt ur FF😉...i'll read n edit my comment.. thnx sweety😉