Woah look whose back after a looong holiday? Meπ And our CID completed 18 whole years π₯³and Im making my comeback with an OS.Eagerly waiting for your feedback.
Chalo , Chai ka break hai
Someone out there screams "Action" and the routine clicks back into place. The camera lights are switched on , illuminating and bathing everyone in a flood of bright light .It almost makes them sweat though the temperature outside has dropped down considerably. ACP sir delivers his dialogues, with a force unexpected. Abhijeet and Daya stand behind , pondering and contemplating , and behind them stands the hoard of newcomers, occasionally uttering a word or two. The scene is perfected and a break calls , to rehearse for the next scene .Only the rustle of papers fill the air.Its almost three in the evening and everyone feels exhausted, unexceptionally so. They ask the director if they can pack up for the day, and he agrees, seeing their tired faces. Five people walk out triumphantly, and their smiles , that have dazzled millions of lives for these eighteen years. "Chalo , Chai ka break hai", happily chirps the reel doctor.
After a weighted discussion , they decide to try the swanky new cafe near the studio.They walk in great stride, impressing people on the road with their style quotient, especially two handsome men strolling peacefully.Some women even look back , unabashed. As they near the cafe , they see that it is closed at that time and let out a loud sigh.The chairs with their deep cushions are still outside , but the cafe is being cleaned for the present .They still go and sit down, while Adi sir and Daya sir excuse themselves.
"Daya chaloge mere saath? Chai laate hain...!"
"Adi par iss time main sab closed honge na"
"Ab tum aao toh sahi"
They walk together , with Daya in reality having no clue where they are heading. Back at the restaurant , Dinesh sir , Satam sir and Narendra sir sit talking about the upcoming world cup and the schedule and how they cannot watch all matches.They also talk about a lot of things that they have to yet catch up on, as now the pressure has increased.They have to churn out cases thrice a week, most of the times, their scenes aren't even together.Some times Satam sir's voice hurts to unnecessarily scream dialogues, that he personally feels could have been expressed in more subtlety. Dinesh sir has been reduced from a cop to a comedian , often the jokes are silly and do no more than spoil the dignity of his character as a jovial person rather than as a clown. Narendra sir's character has been tampered long ago, and now his lab turns into an annoying romantic backdrop for those weirdly scripted scenes. But then ,they stay back cause they are attached to the show and its props like a baby attached to its mother, through a filial love that never fails to lighten them up.They sit and talk until their throat starts hurting , and they want a cup of chai and await Adi sir and Daya sir's return .
Meanwhile, Adi sir navigates through alleys that seem vaguely familiar to Daya sir, except he cannot connect it to recent past. Finally Adi sir stops in front of a small makeup tea stall, where a small boy serving sees them and his face lights up and he runs to his father saying "CID waale aaye hai". The man behind the counter , Ahmed comes out personally to greet and seat them , while ordering his minions to get the tea ready.
"Itne saalon ke baad aaye ho saahab, aur woh bhi aap dono saath main. Baaki sab kahaan hai?"he asks, glancing behind their backs with a hopeful look.
"Arre woh abhi nahi aaye , par phir kabhi saath main aayenge " Daya assures the man , who smiles sweetly .
"Saab maine socha tha aap log toh hum sabko bhool hi gaye ! Bohot aage chuke hai ..."
"Aise mat bolo Ahmed! Aapke chai ke liye main kahin se bhi waapis aaunga !" Adi sir comments as Daya sir giggles.
The tea soon arrives and Ahmed hands three glasses to Daya sir and two more to Adi sir , saying "Ye dono strong aur zyaada shakkar waala, aap dono ke liye " He says , grinning gladly.
The duo are slightly shocked at this humble tea owner , who must have thousands of customers every day remembering the tastes of customers who haven't visited him since nearly ten years.They shake his hands warmly , the handshake sending them to their past in their memories.The nights in the drizzling rain , they waited and sipped smoking hot tea and then biking home in the welcome rain. Almost their unheard prayers reach out to the heavens , and a small drop comes down , followed by many more , almost like a romantic song . They close the tea cups with their hands, the cold and heat acting together in opposition and in their discussions , reach back the swanky cafe which has begin to pull its shutter up.
"Sir andar mat jao !" Adi sir screams, as the glasses rattle in confusion at the baritone voice of their holder.
Seconds later , they sit under the huge branches of a banyan tree, sipping the hot tea.
" Par Daya, Ahmed toh humesha aadha hi glass deta tha! Aaj bhara kaise hai !"Satam sir questions.
"Woh baarish ka paani hoga na " Dinesh sir replies, and all of them burst into a resonant laugh.
Sometimes , life is more blessing when there is less of luxury and more of time and friends. They sit to reminisence and feel that the old beloved Qualis is still a friend than the white Innovas.The old bureau with less lighting and rickety chairs was still better than the present one with its harsh light and no seats. But they know that they'll live with the changes , as long as they are together .It scares them to think of the future , when they'll be no more chai breaks and gupshup, and sheets to by heart.It scares them to move into the past , and so they snuggle back into the past with its sweet overdoes of the present and return together to bureau , before they go to BP Sir and tell him that they can move on to the next scene , while BP sir looks back at what brightened their tired faces in such a short time.Because they never want to shoot a climax or a final episode.
Hope You guys liked it !
All feed back welcomeπ
Edited by nsapo - 9 years ago
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