(STORY) Lakeerien Kismat Ki

It was a bright starry night when Daya and Abhijeet, the adorable duo, came out from the CID bureau after a long hectic day of their duty towards the nation. They went to the parking lot and got into their dear qualis. It was really a hectic day. Both took some deep breaths to relax down their hyperactive nerves and then smiled towards each other. Daya said in soft tone...

Daya: chalo aaj ke liye is Ravan ke haathon se azaadi mila...

Abhijeet: Daya!... ACP sir ke bare mein aisa nahin bolte... woh thoda rough and tough zaroor hain magar hum se pyar bhi to bohot karte...

Daya: karte bhi hain?

Abhijeet: haan Daya... woh hume apni bete jaise hi pyar karte hain... jatate nahin to kya hua? Dil se karte hi hain!...

Daya: chodo... tumse is bare mein baat karna hi bekar hain... tum humesha se hi unka hi tarafdari karte ho...

Abhijeet: you are so intelligent Daya! Lekin tum bewakoof bhi ho... (shouting)... jab maloom hi hain to baat karte hi kyun ho?

Daya: haan haan galti ho gayi... ab ghar chalte hain...

Daya turned the key swiftly and ignited the car. The journey began smoothly when Daya suddenly asked...

Daya: Abhi... agar mera family hota to woh log mujhe bohot pyar dete na?

Abhijeet(in shock): yeh tum kya keh rahe ho Daya? Kahin mujhse kuch...

Daya: nahin Abhi... tum aisa kabhi mat sochna... duniya mein sirf tum hi to ho mere liye jo mujhe itna pyar dete hain...

Abhijeet: ACP sir bhi hain janab...

Daya made a face but did not say anything more. Abhijeet asked him in soft tone...

Abhijeet: achanak is sawal ka matlab kya hain Daya?

Daya: nahin kuch nahin...

Abhijeet: kuch to zaroor hain... (in deep tone)... apni Abhi se chupaoge Daya?

Daya: Abhi aaj humne jo case deal ki us mein woh maa... woh apni bete ke liye... apni sautele beti ki jaan le li... kitni ajeeb haina?

Abhijeet: ajeeb nahin hain Daya... zyadatar sauteli maayein aisi hi hoti hain... unhe apni pati ki dusre baccho se problem hoti hi hain... magar is mein shayad hi unke galtiyan hoti hain... unki taraf se bhi to socho na... woh bhi kabhi ek nayi naveli dulhan banke apni pati ke saath unke ghar mein aate hain... unke bhi kuch sapne hote hain apni pati ke saath... ek choti si duniya ka... magar jab unhe aate hi ek patni banne se bhi pehle ek maa ka kirdar nibhana padta hain, tab unke liye yeh bobot mushkil hota hain... aur upar se yeh duniya bhi to humesha galti nikalne ke liye hi taiyar rehta hain... ek choti si bhool chuk ko itna bada banake dikhaya jata hain ki poocho mat...

Daya: lekin Abhi... us ladki ki pita ne bhi to apni patni ka hi saath diya na? Unhe apni beti se nafrat tha kyun ki woh ek ladki hain... aur unhe beta chahiye tha... Abhi kya ek pita ke liye yeh hi uchit nahin hain ki woh apni sari baccho ko ek nazariya se dekhe? Unhe ek jaisa pyar de?

Abhijeet: haan tum sahi keh rahe ho... lekin kuch mata pita waise bhi hote hain... lekin humara kismat bohot accha hain... dekho ACP sir hume barabari ki nazar se dekhte hain aur ek jaise hi pyar dete hain... haina?

Daya: sach mein Abhi... main bohot hi kismat wala hoon jo mujhe tum dono ka pyar mila hain...

During the conversation, their car had entered in a comparatively lonely area as the shortcut to reach home. It was already around 12: 30 am so the area was so silent. Not a single person or car was seemed to be in the road. Daya stopped the car as it was a red signal in front of him and said...

Daya: bas ek turn aur... phir ghar...

Abhijeet did not listen to him as he was busy in thinking something else. They were standing in the meeting place of three roads, and he could notice that all the three signals present there were red where at least one of them supposed to be green at this point. Not all the signals should be red at a time. His sixth sense was indicating that there was certainly something wrong in this. He said in firm tone...

Abhijeet: Daya gadi start karo...

Daya: arey lekin Abhi... saamne red signal hain...

Abhijeet(in firm tone): Daya start the car right now. Hum ek bohot bade sazish mein phans chuke hain...

Daya sensed the seriousness in his buddy's voice and started the car immediately. He easily recognized this voice of his Abhi. He knew that his sixth sense had indicated him as something being wrong and he could never deny that. He turned the key and ignited the engine.

But the car could not move forward even a bit as at the very next moment an overloaded truck came from the right and got collided with their car from Daya's direction. With the sudden collide, Daya fell on sideways i.e. directly over Abhijeet with his face full of blood as the glass window of his side broke and the glass pieces struck over his face and head while Abhijeet's head strongly collided with the glass window of his side which made the glass window broke badly and glass pieces got struck over his face and head. The car rotated twice and got hit with a tree aside which caused the windshield too broke into several pieces and came on the injured passengers' bodies. The door beside the passenger seat broke open and a bloodied body fall down from the car, directly on the road.

And a silence again conquered the area. The silence cold like death!

A person got down from the truck, went near the car and inspected something. A sharp smile appeared over his face seeing the two bloodied bodies and he dialled a number in his mobile with a cheerful yet cruel...

Person: hello kaam ho gaya hain... dono ki dono gaye upar...

After almost an hour of this, there was a scene of hustle bustle in the entrance of the emergency department of the City Hospital. Abhijeet, who himself injured but not much, was helping some ward boys to pull a stretcher towards the Operation Theatre. Dr Apurv too was present there, holding Abhijeet's right wrist tightly to relax him as the person lying on the stretcher was none but Daya.

When Daya was taken to the Operation Theatre, Dr Apurv grabbed Abhijeet's hands tightly and said...

Dr Apurv: accha Abhijeet sab sahi se batao ki yeh sab hua kaise?

Abhijeet: woh hum bureau se ghar laut rahe the tab humara accident ho gaya... mujhe jab hosh aaya to main road par pada hua tha aur Daya gadi mein hi... uske baad maine tumhe call kiya... par yaar Daya ko itna chot kaise aaya jab mujhe to...

Dr Apurv: woh isliye Abhijeet kyun ki woh truck shayad Daya ke taraf se takkar mara tha tum logo ko car ko... haina?

Abhijeet: haan... par Apurv, Daya theek to ho jayega na.

Dr Apurv: haan Abhijeet relax... he will be perfectly alright. Haan use chot zaroor zyada aayi hain magar he is a fighter... is not it? Ab chalo...

Abhijeet: kahan?

Dr Apurv: tumhara dressing karne... chotein to tumhe bhi aayi hain Abhijeet...

Abhijeet: nahin Apurv... main Daya ko akela chodke nahin jaunga... use meri zaroorat hain...

Dr Apurv: Abhijeet Daya akela nahin hain... aur phir operation khatam hone mein abhi bohot waqt lagega... isliye tum aao aur apna dressing karwalo...

Abhijeet: magar Apurv...

Apurv(in warning tone): Abhijeet!

Abhijeet just sighed and both went inside his cabin for check up. Before going, he just turned behind and took a glance of the closed door of the Operation Theatre. He did not know why but some tear drops appeared in his eyes. He was really feeling that something big was about to happen which was definitely not auspicious.

After almost another hour, ACP sir and team managed to enter the hospital as they had to much investigation about the accident before coming there. They found Abhijeet sitting there, outside the Operation Theatre with a pale face and with a bandage around his head. His face too contained several bruises. ACP sir went to him and asked in straight tone...

ACP sir: Daya kaisa hain Abhijeet?

Abhijeet looked towards him with pain in his eyes. Only Daya? He came and asked him directly for Daya? He could see him injured too, but he did not even ask how was he. He felt that a thorn stuck in his heart. All of a sudden he realized that those teachings which he himself was preaching to Daya, about ACP sir's equal love for both of them, in the car was mocking him. First time in life, he felt that he was wrong about ACP sir. He was certainly not jealous about the immense amount of love ACP sir had for Daya, but still... it hurt. But not a single word came out from is mouth about that, rather than he said...

Abhijeet: Operation chal raha hain sir... abhi doctors bahar nahin aaye hain...

ACP sir anxiously went near the door and tried to peep inside where as Salunkhe sir went to Abhijeet and asked in soft tone...

Salunkhe sir: tum theek to ho Abhijeet? Tumhe kuch nahin hua na?

Abhijeet just looked towards him. Again he felt himself as wrong. In his whole life, he had always seen Dr Salunkhe to tease him, to mock him and even to spit away venom against him. Yes, he knew that he cared about him also, which he never show directly. But above all, their relationship was not so easy and they had been never tied in any special bond. The clash centring Dr Tarika had been never over. But at this point of life, he felt that he was blessed to have a person like him in his life. At least he asked about his wellbeing after such an accident. He smiled sadly and said in silent tone...

Abhijeet: mujhe kahan kuch hota hain sir? Main theek hoon...

ACP sir, who was coming back towards them, heard the last part of the sentence which angered him like anything. He directly came front of Abhijeet and asked in tough tone...

ACP sir: tumhare rehte yeh sab kaise ho gaya Abhijeet?

Abhijeet(in shock): sir!

ACP sir raised his hand to stop him and said in sharp tone...

ACP sir: bahane banane ki koi zaroorat nahin hain Abhijeet! Saaf saaf batao ki Daya ka yeh halat kaise hua tumhare hote huye? Is baar bhi tum sahi salamat ho jab ki Daya... aa gaye tum phir se Daya ko maut ke munh mein chodke?

Salunkhe sir(in anger): kya keh rahe ho Pradyuman soch samajhke kaho... gusse mein aake kuch aisa kehna ya karna mat jiske liye tumhe baad main afsos karna pad jaye...

ACP sir: arey kya sochun ya samjhu? Har baar yeh aisa hi karta hain... Daya musibat mein hota hain aur yeh bilkul sahi salamat... (to Abhijeet)... tum Daya ko apna bhai kehte ho, bhai ka farz bhi jante ho? Tum Daya ka to kya, kisi ke bhi bhai kehlane ki layak nahin ho... accha hua jo bhagwan ne tumhe koi rishta nahin diya... tumhe to rishton ki kadar karna aur unke hiphazat karna tak nahin aata...

Salunkhe sir: enough Pradyuman... tumhe maloom bhi hain ki tum kya bol rahe ho? Aur Abhijeet... (Abhijeet looked towards him)... tum jaao yahan se... abhi Pradyuman ka dimav bohot garam hain aur woh nahin janta ki woh kya keh raha hain...

Abhijeet took a glance of ACP sir and then rushed outside without looking around even. Salunkhe sir grabbed ACP sir's arms tightly and shouted...

Salunkhe sir: tum pagal ho kya? Kya bol rahe the? Un dono ka accident hua hain... aur Abhijeet ne nahin karwaya hain woh accident! Kya dosh de rahe ho use tum? Uski galti kya hain?

ACP sir: uske rehte kaise ho gaya yeh accident? Woh waqt rehte Daya ko chaukkana nahin kar sakta tha? Phir to yeh accident hota hi nahin... aur dekho Daya ke liye tension mein mera dimag pehle se bohot garam hain, to tum us pe aur ghee na hi dalo to behter hain...

Salunkhe sir: accha? Daya ke liye tension? Aur Abhijeet ka kya?

ACP sir: kya Abhijeet ka kya? Accha khasa to hain woh...

Salunkhe sir: mujhe ek baat samajh mein nahin aa raha hain Pradyuman ki tumhe achanak ho kya gaya hain? Tum to aaj tak Daya aur Abhijeet ko ek nazar se dekhte aaye ho... phir aaj aisa kyun?

ACP sir: dekhte aaya hoon nahin... aaj bhi dekhta hoon... lekin yeh mat bhoolna ki Abhijeet aur Daya bhale hi ek post par hain... magar mere baad ACP Daya nahin balki Abhijeet banega... agar wih Daya ka hi khayal nahin rakh sakta hain to aage jake team ka kya khayal rakhega? Dekh main janta hoon ki maine aaj usse bohot shakhti se pesh aaya hoon lekin yeh uski bhale ke liye hain... hum senior officers ko apni jaan deke bhi apni juniors ki hiphazat karni padti hain... aur yahan Abhijeet to Daya ko bhi nahin bacha paya... haan main janta hoon ki pehle usne kayi baat Daya ke liye apni jaan khatre mein daala hain magar humari job mein ek baar chuk hone ka bhi bhari keemat chukana padta hain... main use bohot pyar karta hoon Salunkhe magar mera pyar kabhi bhi meri farz ko nahin hara sakta... use aaj apni galti ka ehsaas hona bohot zaroori tha...

Salunkhe sir: tumhara irada galat nahin tha Pradyuman, yeh main bhi janta hoon magar shayad tumhara tareeka galat tha... main dua karunga yaar ki tumhe is galti ka koi badi saza na bhugatna pad jaye...

ACP sir: matlab? Kya kehna chahte ho tum?

Salunkhe sir(with a sigh): kuch nahin... main dekhke aata hoon ki Abhijeet kahan gaya? Chinta mat karo... ass pass hi hoga kahin... main lekar aata hoon use...

He was about to leave when he noticed that the juniors i.e. Freddy, Pankaj and Purvi along with Dr Tarika was gathering beside a pillar and was discussing something. He could hear some parts of that conversation as...

Purvi: ACP sir ne Abhijeet sir ke saath jo kuch bhi kiya woh bilkul theek nahin tha... arey unki car ki accident ho gaya to us mein unki kya galti hain?

Pankaj: ACP sir me baatein sunke aisa lag raha tha jaise ki Abhijeet sir ne hi unke car ka accident kiya hain apni haathon se... aur yeh koi pehli baar thodi na hain?

Freddy: haan woh submarine wali case mein woh radioactive bomb wala case mein to aisa kiya tha unhone...

Dr Tarika: haan aur us plan ke waqt to had hi kar diya tha... tab mujhe un par itna gussa aa raha tha ki kya bataun... aur woh Tony wala case mein bhi unhone Abhijeet ki emotions ke saath bohot buri tarah khele the... Aur is mein Abhijeet ka bhi galti hain... woh hi in sab mamle mein kabhi react nahin karta...

Pankaj: lekin woh react nahin karte to iska matlab yeh thodi na hain ki unhe bura nahin lagta... dekha na tum sab ne ki woh Tony wala case ke baad sir kitna chup chap ho gaye the?

Freddy: ACP sir ka bhi apna logic hain... unka kehna hain ki woh Abhijeet sir ko future ke liye har taraf se taiyar rakhna chahte hain... After all unhe hi to ACP sir ke baad agla ACP banna hain...

Purvi: Freddy sir taiyar karne ka matlab yeh to nahin ki humesha shakhti se pesh aana ya bura bhala kehke unki dil ko tod dena? School mein bhi bacchon ko taiyar karne ke liye saza ke saath saath pyar bhi diya jata hain... mana ki yeh school nahin hain, magar kuch seekhne ke liye yeh baat bhi zaroori nahin hota hain ki har galti ke liye itni badi saza diya jaye... aur yahan to Abhijeet sir ki koi galti hain bhi nahin... unki kya galti hain agar car ka accident ho gaya to?

Dr Tarika: jante ho tum log, ACP sir ki is bartaw ki wajah se hi aaj kal Abhijeet unse utna free nahin raha... woh pehle apna pita manta tha unhe... unhe utna hi pyar aur izzat deta hain jitna ek beta apni baap ko deta hain... lekin ab izzat utna hi deta hain magar pyar... shayad kam ho gaya hain... ab woh dono utna close nahin rahe...

Pankaj: sahi hi to hain... yaad haina tumhe ki school life mein jo teacher sabse zyada dant te the, hum unse bohot darte the aur agar koi bhi problem hota to bhi hum unse chupate the... yeh hi ho raha hain yahan bhi... aur kya?

Freddy: kash ACP sir Abhijeet sir ki emotions ko samajh pate...

Purvi: shayad ACP sir ko lagta hain ki Abhijeet sir ki andar emotions hain hi nahin... kyun ki woh kabhi apni emotions hain hi nahin... woh bhi ACP sir se yeh expect karte honge ki musibat ke waqt unka saath denge...

Dr Salunkhe nodded his head in disappointment and forwarded his step to go away with a whisper...

Dr Salunkhe: yeh bacche jo samajh rahe hain kash woh Pradyuman samajh pata!

The last thing he could hear before leaving the place was said by Pankaj who said...

Pankaj: kabhi kabhi aisa lagta hain ki agar Abhijeet sir mar bhi jaye, to ACP sir ko koi farq nahin padega...

He was about to say something to them but stopped as he realized that it was not the time to made them realize their mistakes, rather than he should find Abhijeet first. He just sighed and then moved forward.

Abhijeet was sitting there in the garden outside the hospital building, starring towards the starry night sky. His eyes were not moist but was dry like bone. He was just starring towards the sky, not watching anything. Each and every words spoken by ACP sir was haunting him. He felt those words were hammering inside his head which was increasing the headache, which was his companion since his head was injured. His head was paining terribly, as if someone had kept his head between two heavy boulders. He just grabbed his head and emitted out a sigh.

All of a sudden, he turned back feeling a hand over his shoulder. He saw Dr Salunkhe was starring towards him with love in his eyes. He tried to smile a bit and then said...

Abhijeet: aap yahan pe?

Dr Salunkhe sat beside him and grabbed his hands with a soft...

Dr Salunkhe: Pradyuman ki baaton se bura laga na tumhe?

Abhijeet immediately looked downwards while making his hands free from Dr Salunkhe's hands. He sighed sadly and then said...

Abhijeet: mujhe bura nahin lagta sir ab in sab baaton se... ab adat si ho gayi hain...

Dr Salunkhe: Abhijeet, Pradyuman ka woh matlab nahin tha... woh to bas Daya ke liye pareshan tha...

Abhijeet: aur mera kya doctor sahab? Meri koi keemat nahin hain kya CID mein? Puri zindagi mein yeh hi sunta raha ki mujhse unhe yeh umeed nahin thi, woh umeed nahin thi... koi matbhed bhi ho jaye, phir chehe us mein kisi ki bhi galti kyun na ho, magar maafi to mujhe mangna hota hain... aisa kyun doctor sahab? Aakhir meri galti tha kya?

Dr Salunkhe: Nahin Abhijeet... tumne kuch galat nahin kiya hain...

Abhijeet(in firm tone): nahin... maine galat kiya hain sir... galat kiya hain aise is tarah sahi salamat hoke... agar main bhi Daya ki tarah aise hospital bed ya Operation Theatre mein laite rehta to shayad aisa nahin hota kuch...

Dr Salunkhe(in shock): Abhijeet! Tum pagal ho gaye ho kya? Kya bole jaa rahe ho?

Abhijeet(with a sad smile): zindagi ki is mod pe aakar main kuch aur nahin soch sakta sir...

Dr Salunkhe(in scare): Abhijeet tum theek to ho na? Tumhe kuch hua to nahin na? Tum is tarah behki behki baatein kyun kar rahe ho? Accha tum chalo mere saath, Pradyuman abhi tumse maafi mangega... main baat karunga usse...

Abhijeet: jane dijiye sir... mujhe ab koi farq nahin padta... main ab is sab se kaafi door jaa chuka hoon...

Dr Salunkhe remained starring towards him in silence. Abhijeet was sitting there, in front of him. He was so close, but Dr Salunkhe felt that he had gone so far away from them. So far, from where they could never been able to bring him back! Never! After a while Abhijeet himself offered him...

Abhijeet: doctor sahab andar chale... ab tak shayad Daya ka Operation khatam ho chuka hain...

Dr Salunkhe silently stood up with a low...

Dr Salunkhe: chalo...

He was about to leave when Abhijeet called him from behind as...

Abhijeet: ek minute doctor sahab...

Dr Salunkhe turned towards him with a soft...

Dr Salunkhe: haan bolo...

Abhijeet just smiled sadly and came towards him. Then he did such a thing which made Dr Salunkhe shocked like hell. He had never expected him to act such. He did it first time ever in his life.

Abhijeet knelt down in front of him and then touched his both feet by his both hands. Then he touched his hands with his forehead and stood up. He smiled looking at Dr Salunkhe's shocked face and said...

Abhijeet: ab chale?

Dr Salunkhe grabbed his hand from behind as he had gone forward and said in scared tone...

Dr Salunkhe: kya hua tumhe? Achanak pair kyun chuya?

Abhijeet(with a smile): aap bade haina mujhse... isliye hi... ab chaliye na...

They reached the hospital corridor within two minutes while the surgeons too came out from the Operation Theatre. The main surgeon said in soft tone...

Main surgeon: dekhiye chinta kane ki koi wajah nahin hain... Daya sir ko concussion hua hain... aur kuch chote mote injuries hain... woh theek ho jayenge... zyada mat sochiye...

ACP sir: use hosh kab tak aayega?

Main surgeon: yeh hi koi lagbhag paanch ghante baad...

Abhijeet(in shock): paanch ghanta? nahin!

ACP sir(in cold tone): kyun tumhe koi aitraaz hain?

Abhijeet did not care to answer him as he was feeling numb already. It seemed that he was unable to believe what was going around him. He covered his mouth with his palm and sat down on a nearby bench with a thud.

ACP sir looked towards him but did not say anything as he wanted to show him that he was still much angry on him while Dr Salunkhe looked towards him anxiously as he could feel that something was certainly wrong with Abhijeet. He was about to go to him when Dr Apurv entered the scene. He once looked towards ACP sir but did not say anything. Rather than he directly went to Abhijeet and touched his shoulder with a soft...

Dr Apurv: Abhijeet chalo... hume jana bhi hain...

Abhijeet: magar Apurv... Daya...

Dr Apurv(with a sigh): is mein hum kya kar sakte hain Abhijeet? Chalo... waqt ho raha hain

Abhijeet stood up with the support of Apurv and was about to leave when ACP sir called them from behind as...

ACP sir: ruko Apurv... kahan le jaa rahe ho ise tum?

Dr Apurv(in a firm tone): ACP Pradyuman, aap shayad yeh bhool rahe hain ki Abhijeet aapki officer hone ke saath saath mera dost bhi hain... main ise kahan le jaun kahan nahin... yeh main aapko batane ki zaroorat nahin samajhta... Abhijeet ka aaj ka duty hours bohot pehle hi khatam ho chuka hain aur apni work hours ke bahar apni personal life mein ek employee kya kar raha hain aur kahan jaa raha hain yeh janna ek boss ki hasiyat mein nahin aata shayad... aao Abhijeet, der ho raha hain...

They left the place slowly. ACP sir sat down on the bench with a angry irritated expression stuck over his face. Dr Salunkhe just nodded his head in disappointment seeing his friend's stubbornness and looked towards the direction where Apurv had taken Abhijeet.

5 hours later...

Each and every person were still in their place as they were five hours ago. None had them had moved even an inch later. The doctor came from the ICU cabin and announced in relaxed tone...

Doctor: Daya sir ko hosh aa gaya hain... ab woh thoda stable hain... haan lekin abhi tak woh danger zone se bahar nahin aaye hain... isliye hum aapko milne ki izzazat nahin de sakte... hum kal tak unhe observation mein rahenge... so please excuse me!

He turned to leave but then turned behind and asked...

Doctor: aap mein se Abhijeet kaun hain? Patient unke bare mein pooch rahe the...

This question made everyone alert that Abhijeet was still missing from the place. He had not returned yet. Now his absence made AC sir worried about him. He murmured in anxiety...

ACP sir: kahan chala gaya yeh? Zaroor kahin munh phulake baitha hoga... maine bhi shayad gusse mein aake kuch zyada hi keh diya hain... dhundke lata hoon use...

ACP sir stood up from his seat and excused himself. He directly went to Dr Apurv's cabin and asked him...

ACP sir: Abhijeet kahan hain Apurv?

Dr Apurv: usse kya kaam hain aapko?

ACP sir: kya main usse sirf kaam ke liye hi mil sakta hoon?

Dr Apurv: haan... kaun lagta hain woh aapka? Ek officer hi na? Waise lakhon officers mil jayenge aapko... woh special kyun?

ACP sir(in shout): Apurv! Woh mera beta jaisa hain!

Dr Apurv: jhooth! Agar woh aapka beta jaisa hota to aap aaj usse is tarah bartaw nahin karte...

ACP sir: Apurv... maine jo kuch bhi kiya hain uske bhale ke liye hi kiya...

Dr Apurv(with a sigh): sach hain! Waise aapke liye ek surprise hain... dekhna hain?

ACP sir(in surprised tone): surprise!... woh kya?

Dr Apurv: chalite dikhata hoon...

He led him through long corridors and finally stopped in front of a room. He pointed towards the door and said...

Dr Apurv: andar hain aapka surprise! Jake dekh lijiye...

ACP sir took a glance of him and then entered the room but what he saw there had not being expected by him in his wildest dreams even. A sharp scream came out from his throat while Dr Apurv just smiled from outside!

END OF THE CHAPTER

So what might have ACP sir seen? Why is Dr Apurv smiling? Where is Abhijeet? Why is he missing even during Daya's recovery period? Do you all have found his behaviour something strange? Why is he behaving so? Stay tuned to know more.

This is a two shot story

Please comment

Oh my god what's this? ACP Sir suddenly becomes "Ravan?" Daya and Abhijeet both have a certain level of disdain towards him.......why??......I get it that the story and character modifications were your own imagination but this was too much......sure ACP sir is harsh towards the duo sometimes.....but he cares for all his officers.........other than that the story was nice

I just read the second part of this story in fanfic net........so heartbreaking yet beautiful............😭😭😭

A new concept. I liked it. Here ACP is Raven for Duo😆

Waiting to read more 

Chapter 2

A dead body was lying there on the bed with the cover from it's face moved away!

ACP sir took a step backwards at the very next moment to identify the man... it was none other than Abhijeet!

He once looked towards him and then, all of a sudden, lost all the control from his body. He lost his balance and was about to fall down when a pair of strong arms grabbed him firmly with...

Voice: kaisa laga surprise sir?

ACP sir moved his gaze towards the speaker to find that Dr Apurv was standing there along with Dr Salunkhe. ACP sir said in numb tone...

ACP sir: Abhijeet yeh...

Dr Apurv(with a sigh): hum use bacha nahin paye sir... hume maaf kar dena...

Dr Salunkhe: yeh sab kaise hua? Woh to theek tha... humare saath tha...

Dr Apurv: nahin tha woh theek Dr Salunkhe... main jab use check up ke liye lekar gaya tab...

Dr Apurv completed Abhijeet's dressing while Abhijeet was restless. Not for Daya only but also for his headache, which was giving him so much trouble. But still he asked...

Abhijeet: ab jaun? Daya ko hosk aa gaya to uss meri zaroorat hogi...

Dr Apurv: Abhijeet tum bhi na! Humesha Daya ke liye sochte ho... arey bhai aakhir hum bhi yo dost hain... kabhi humare liye bhi socha karo...

Abhijeet: nautanki khatam ho gaya hain to main jaun? Sabke sab dramebaaz mere hi dost bane hain...

Dr Apurv: hunh! Jaao... sambhalke jana...

Abhijeet got down from the chair and next moment felt that the world around him got revolved once with everything darkened in front of his eyes. He was about to fell down when he got a warm support around his waist who scolded him softly...

Dr Apurv: kaha tha na sambhalke jana...

Abhijeet(in weak tone): chak... chakkar aa raha hain...

Dr Apurv(in shock): kya! Accha lait jaao chalo...

He supported his friend to lay down. Abhijeet did not protest as he was really feeling so much nauseous. Dr Apurv said in firm tone...

Dr Apurv: abhi thodi der araam kar lo tum... warna main...

But he was compelled to stop as it was the time when he noticed that thin streams of blood were oozing out from Abhijeet's ears and nose. He got shocked and exclaimed...

Dr Apurv: Abhijeet yeh kya hua tumhe?

Abhijeet: kya hua?

Dr Apurv: tumhare naak aur kaan se khoon nikal raha hain...

Abhijeet(in shock): kya!

He touched his ears and got shocked seeing the red blood present in his hand while Dr Apurv continued...

Dr Apurv: accha yeh batao ki tumhare sar par dard to nahin haina? I mean kisi bhi tarah ki problem ho raha hain to batao...

Abhijeet: nahin main theek hoon...

Dr Apurv(in warning tone): Abhijeet!

Abhijeet(in low tone); haan sar mein bohot dard ho raha hain... ulti bhi aa raha hain... lekin tum chinta mat...

Dr Apurv: shut up Abhijeet! Doctor main hoon aur mujhe seekhane ki koshish na hi karo to hi behtar hoga tumhare liye... chalo tumhare kuch tests karna hain mujhe...

Abhijeet(in shock): tests? Woh kyun?

Dr Apurv(in soft tone): kyun ki mujhe shaq ho raha hain Abhijeet ki tum theek nahin ho...

Abhijeet(in scare): theen nahin hoon... kyun kya hua hain mujhe?

Dr Apurv: ab yeh to tests karne ke baad hi pata chalega na?

Both the friends headed towards the test room in extreme silence. The tension in the atmosphere was such deep that as if it could be sliced with a knife. Abhijeet had questions in his eyes while Dr Apurv had pure fear and tension in them. Both could understand that they were about to face something big and dangerous very soon and in it they would have only the support of each other because the person who could have supported both of them was lying in the Operation Theatre, fighting against his death.

After almost half an hour, Dr Apurv and a neurologist Dr Gupta was standing in front of the scan report of Abhijeet with him sitting in front of them. Finally, Dr Gupta turned towards him and said...

Dr Gupta: Mr. Abhijeet, aapke saath koi aur hain? Matlab aapka koi parivar wala?

Abhijeet: nahin... aap jo kuch bhi kehna chahte hain saaf saaf kahiye... I am ready to listen anything.

Dr Gupta: agar aapke saath koi aur hota to accha hota...

Dr Apurv: Dr Gupta, Abhijeet ka rishtedaar main hoon... he is my friend. Aap bejijak keh sakte hain aapko jo kuch bhi kehna hain...

Dr Gupta(with a sigh): theek hain... (pointing towards a specific part of the image of Abhijeet's brain)... dekhiye Mr. Abhijeet, aapke brain se yeh charon jagahon se blood leak kar raha hain... woh bhi rapidly... hum ise medical term mein subdural hematoma kehte hain... jaisa halat hain, use dekhke pata chal raha hain ki do se dhai ghante ki beech yeh sari blood aapki body tissues mein phail jayenge... aur aapki body ke organs ki kaam karne ki process ko rok dega aur aap.

He stopped in midway as he found it too hard to say a patient that he would die in some hours and he did not has any way left. Abhijeet was looking towards him till now. Now he closed his eyes and covered his face with his palms after taking a deep breath. Some lines passed away speedily through his brain as...

Boss tum na kabhi mujhe chodke nahin jana...

Maine kaha tha na yeh chup baithne walo mein se nahin hain...

Ab jaldi se theek ho jaao tum..

Ab hospital ke ass pass bhi kabhi nazar nahin aana...

He was not crying but he felt that there was a burning effect existing near his throat. Being a CID officer, he was never scared to face death. But today he was really scared. Not because of his upcoming death, but because of those relations which he would have to leave behind him, in this mortal earth. But what to do? Somebody had told him that sometimes, a hand would come out from the shadowy realm and called away the human beings there. He had not believed it then as he knew the real explanation of death! But today he really wanted to believe it. As he today, he too had heard the call of the shadowy realm in his happy life.

And he could not deny that call! None could!

He had so many things left to do! He had so many dreams to be achieved! He had made so many promises which were not fulfilled yet! How could he complete each and everything in this two hours only? He had promised Tarika to bring her a rose bouquet made of rose of every possible colours, how would he collect so many flowers in this small life span? He had promised Purvi for a dinner in his house as Rakhi gift, how would he arrange dinner in this small duration? He had promised Freddy to solve his household problems by arranging a meeting with Manisha, now Manisha had gone to Chennai for an office tour, how could he meet her in this little time? He had promised Pankaj for a planchette session in his house in a new moon night for proving that spirits did not exist in reality. Tonight was not a new moon night... then how could he fulfil his promise?

Daya and he had planned for a long vacation in Jammu and Kashmir in the next holiday, now who would accompany Daya there?

He was not scared! Rather than he was hurt! And angry too! Angry over his fate! He was happy in his life! Then why? He did not want to die leaving his happy family and loving relatives behind. Then why? Why? WHY? He was feeling so helpless, so angry and so sad simultaneously! He could do nothing! Just nothing!

He came out from his trance by Dr Gupta's voice who was saying...

Dr Gupta: hum aapki brain surgery kar sakte hain... magar koi faida nahin hain... aapke pass utna waqt hain nahin ki hum charon choton ko bhar sake... isliye I am sorry... hum kuch nahin kar sakte... aapke pass waqt bohot kam hain...

Abhijeet moved away his palms from his face and said in firm tone...

Abhijeet: koi zaroorat nahin hain... main apni zindagi ka aakhri kuch waqt apni parivar ke saath beetana chahta hoon... waise kitna waqt hain mere pass?

Dr Gupta: jaisa maine kaha ki do se dhai ghante...

Abhijeet: meri ek request hain aapse... aap please mere team mein se kisi ko bhi meri is halat ke bare mein mat batana... Apurv tum bhi please... main muskurate huye jana chahta hoon... rote huye nahin...

Dr Apurv looked towards ACP sir and then said with a sad smile...

Dr Apurv: bas... isliye hi maine kuch nahin kaha tha aap se...

Dr Salunkhe: iska matlab... iska matlab jab hum usse mile the tab use maloom tha ki woh bas kuch ghanton ke mehman hain?

Dr Apurv(in sad tone): haan... woh janta tha... isliye woh kuch alag tareekein se bartaw kar raha tha...

During this conversation, ACP sir had not uttered even a word. He was just starring towards the motionless body who was lying on the bed. Now he murmured...

ACP sir: woh chala gaya!

Dr Salunkhe: kuch kaha tumne Pradyuman?

ACP sir now looked towards him and said in absent tone...

ACP sir: mujhe batake bhi nahin gaya... chala gaya! Kyun batata? Maine to poocha bhi nahin na?

Dr Salunkhe: Pradyuman!... (grabbing his arm)... sambhalo khud ko...

In response, ACP sir rushed towards Abhijeet's body and began to pat his checks loudly in the hope to wake him up while shouting...

ACP sir: Abhijeet kuch bolo... kuch to bolo... tum to kabhi is tarah chup nahin rehte the... bolo na kuch Abhijeet... kyun chale gaye mujhe chodke?... (he fell down on the floor)... I am sorry Abhijeet... mujhe maaf kar do... tum meri wajah se hi chale gaye na? Ab Daya ka kya hoga Abhijeet? Woh kaise rahega tumhare bina? Maine hi mar diya na tumhe?

Now Dr Salunkhe knelt beside him and grabbed his hands tightly with a firm...

Dr Salunkhe: Pradyuman aisa kuch bhi nahin hain... use isi waqt hi jana tha... uska waqt aa gaya tha... isliye hi woh gaya... tumhare wajah se nahin hua kuch bhi...

ACP sir freed his own hand with a jerk and shouted...

ACP sir: meri wajah se hi hua hain... samjha tumne? Woh apna aakhri pal khushi se muskurate huye beetana chahta tha... lekin maine aisa hone nahin diya... tumne sahi kaha tha Salunkhe ki mujhe mere bartaw ka saza milega... afsos karne padega... dekho! Sach ho gaya! Woh chala gaya! Ek baar bataya bhi nahin mujhe ki main sahi salamat nahin hoon sir... marne wala hoon... kash keh deta... kash kehta... sab meri wajah se hua... sab kuch...

Dr Salunkhe did not have any words left as his mind was revolving around some words which was spoken by Abhijeet to him some hours ago only...

Maine galat kiya hain sir... galat kiya hain aise is tarah sahi salamat hoke... agar main bhi Daya ki tarah aise hospital bed ya Operation Theatre mein laite rehta to shayad aisa nahin hota kuch...

He came out from his trance as he heard ACP sir's loud sobs which was enough capable to break down anybody's heart into thousand pieces. He just wrapped his friend in a warm hug while murmuring in pain...

Dr Salunkhe: tumne aisa kyun kiya Abhijeet? Kyun? Itni badi saza di tumne apni is buddhe pita ko?

But the body did not say anything. A dead had never spoken anything ever!

Dr Apurv too came near them and knelt beside him while touching ACP sir's arm softly with...

Dr Apurv: woh do ghante baad hi chala gaya... un do ghanton mein woh pal pal marta raha... ACP sir, maut aana koi badi baat nahin hain... lekin yeh ehsaas ki maut kabhi bhi, kisi bhi pal aa sakta hain, aur hum kuch nahin kar sakte siwaye intezaar ke, bohot takleef deta hain... jab aapko pata hain ki maut ke saamne khade hoke aankhon ke saamne aandhere ke siwaye kuch na hone ki jo bebasta hoti hain na woh mehsoos kiya hain usne... main jab ise yahan lekar aaya tha woh to khada rehne ki halat mein bhi nahin tha... ab marta, tab marta yeh karte karte aakhir mar hi gaya!

Apurv brought Abhijeet in this cabin. Abhijeet was totally under Apurv's support as he had lost the ability to walk by himself even. Apurv brought him near the bed and Abhijeet himself threw his body on it. Apurv silently adjusted him properly and stood beside him while Dr Gupta entered the cabin after a while. He checked Abhijeet and whispered in Apurv's ears...

Dr Gupta: ab kuch minutes hi baki reh gaya hain inke pass...

Dr Apurv(in shock): kya!

He looked down towards Abhijeet who was struggling to take breaths. Dr Gupta attached oxygen mask with his face and nodded disappointedly as he was feeling so guilty for being unable to save such a brave and intelligent cop like Abhijeet! Apurv began to fondle his head softly while Abhijeet now managed to open his eyes slowly now!

He turned his eyes a little bit and found two figures standing beside his bed. Seeing him opening his eyes, Apurv bent over him and called him softly...

Apurv: Abhijeet!

Abhijeet frowned a bit and then smiled weakly. He could see that his best buddy, his brother, his Daya was standing beside him, fondling his head. He tried to speak something but what came out from his mouth was nothing but some drops of blood, which were oozing out from his ears and nose too. Apurv did not care to wipe them away as he knew that it would be useless. Abhijeet again smiled weakly and then managed to say...

Abhijeet: Da... ya...

Apurv looked towards him with shock as Abhijeet was mistaking him to be Daya. He was about to rectify him when Dr Gupta pressed his arm from behind. He looked towards him and saw that he was nodding negatively! Apurv looked towards Abhijeet... his face was having a divine smile over them which was reflecting an extreme peace as his eyes really wanted to see Daya before being closed forever! And now when his wish got fulfilled, he got an extreme sooth! Now he could die peacefully and happily!

He, with a lot of effort, managed to turn his eyes a bit and discovered ACP sir beside Daya! The elderly man was looking at him affectionately with teary eyes… his boss, a hard rough and tough cop... He was a Stone hearted ACP but had always shaded tears whenever his life was in danger and had guided them, scolded them and loved them like a strong father.

He felt a different kind of peace today seeing those teary eyes... no, not that he wanted his boss to be broken even after what he did today but it was true that in their profession not much people had got this much luck that their senior shade tears in their pain... had felt a great loss in their demise… but he was lucky... lucky one to work under such a man... and that feeling was giving him peace.

His heart really wanted to shout...

Abhijeet: Bhagwan main jeena chahta hoon... please bhagwan!

No, he was not a coward. He had played games with death numerous times but there was many reason to live for him too. Today also when his head got hit with the road, he did not have any fear in his heart... never! But now when he could feel that his sighs were getting rapid... his heartbeat was going to stop any time he wished to live once again... with his family!

Yes family, what was the definition of a family... blood relatives? He did not remember any of them... it was only his team who acted as his family... he had always loved them, had always wished to stay with them but no... Now he would have to leave...

A tear slipped from his eyes. Yes he had always kept some anger on fate for snatching a part of his life but today he felt that no... his life was never that bad.

22 years…

Yes, he remembered his life of only these years… being a part of that service of fight against crimes, of being suspected, of being respected, of being loved and being… yes someone was there for whom he was special even more than his life! He was really feeling sorry for him.

He moved away his eyes from Dr Gupta (whom he had mistaken as ACP sir) and put his eyes on Apurv ( whom he had mistaken as Daya). He raised his hand in air a bit, after a lot of struggles, as if he wanted to grab something or somebody. Apurv immediately came near him and grabbed his hand tightly. Abhijeet just looked towards his hand and of course, instead of seeing a dark complexioned hand, clad in white doctor coat, he saw a fair complexioned large hand with a gold bracelet in wrist and gold rings around the large fingers. He smiled.

He placed his hand near his heart and smiled in peace again! He starred towards the hand! This hand had always acted as a strong support for him. It was both his strength and weakness! They had so many memories together!...

Kahin yeh yaaddash jana koi natak to nahin?

Iska asar humari dosti par padega aur meri aane wali zindagi par...

Abhijeet smiled. Why should he think about the bad memories? They had so many sweet memories together, which he could relish easily now.

Boss please yaar...

Abhijeet mujhe tum par pura bharosa hain...

He could feel those memories as his strength now, at this point of life!

A smile lit up his face…

Yes, today he was satisfied with his life, not cent percent happy yet satisfied...

He closed his eyes holding the hand which had always been at his aid... yes, he also doubted on the person... The person also did so... but their love and concern bond much more strong than those few bitter moments.

He felt that his pain was reducing with the passing of seconds. He could see his mother smiling at him, with her arms opened for him. He smiled again! He did not even an inch of energy left behind him, even not to talk even, so he murmured...

Abhijeet: aap aa gayi maa?... (his mother nodded)... aap aaj bhi mera intezaar kar rahi haina? Rukiye main aata hoon... aajke baad hume aur koi alag nahin kar payega... aaj main sach mein aapke pass laut raha hoon maa... mujhe apni mamta ki aanchal ke tale chupe lijiye... mujhe abhi bhi bohot dard hain...

He took a deep breath and slowly released Apurv's hand from his grip. Then he closed his eyes in relaxation with a smile playing over his lips, listening to his own reducing heartbeats, went to grab the hand of his mother, who was waiting for him for long twenty two years!

The beeps of the ECG machine stopped and a long horizontal line appeared there!

Abhijeet's body was preserved there, in peace heaven until Daya got recovered totally because ACP sir knew it very clearly that Abhijeet would be most happy if his brother would give fire to him. When the pyre was burning, ACP sir spotted Daya was standing under a tree, far away from the crowd. He went to him as he knew that his mental condition was not too good since he had listened about his brother's death. He stood beside him, put his hand on his shoulder and asked in soft tone...

ACP sir: kya soch rahe ho Daya?

Daya: apni kismat ke bare mein soch raha hoon sir... mera bhai chala gaya mujhe chodke aur woh bhi humesha ke liye... aur mera kismat dekhiye... mujhe mauka hi nahin mila use aakhri baar dekhne ka, baat karne ka... (wept)... mera sab kuch khatam ho gaya sir... sab kuch...

ACP sir just wrapped Daya in his secured shell with a soft...

ACP sir: honi ki kaun tal sakta hain Daya... Shayad Abhijeet ko aise hi jana tha... to phir hum kaise rokte use?

Daya separated himself from ACP sir's grip and said...

Daya: sir, Viraj to mujhe marna chahta tha... usne to khud kaha haina ki woh mujhse badla lena chahta tha... to phir Abhijeet kyun sir?

ACP sir: iska jawab to mere pass nahin hain Daya... shayad aaj Abhijeet waham apni maa ke pass hain... ab to unka bhi intezaar pura ho chuka hain... woh bohot acchi thi na? Isliye hi bhagwan ne unki baat man li... aur unhe unka beta de diya...

Daya: to kya main accha nahin hoon? Woh do ghante mein dum todta, aur mujhe hosh aane mein paanch ghanta lagta... aisa kyun kiya bhagwan ne? Abhijeet ka bhi to dil kiya na mujhse milne ka? Lekin kismat ne hum dono mein se kisi ka bhi saath nahin diya...

ACP sir: lekin hum is mein kar bhi kya sakte hain? Bhagwan ne jise jitna zindagi diya hain, use to utna hi jeena padta hain... na kam na zyada...

Daya(with a sad smile): aap bohot kismat wale hain sir... kam se kam woh jane se pehle aap se mila to tha... baat to kiya tha magar mujhse to bina mile hi chala gaya...

ACP sir just looked towards Daya but did not say anything. Daya too did not wait for his answer and went near the pyre as the priest was calling him for some rituals. ACP sir took a deep breath. Daya's words had really made him worried and guilty too. He sat down on a stone silently.

Was he really very lucky that Abhijeet had met him and had spoken to him before death? Or he was the most unlucky to insult him just before his death? Who had killed Abhijeet? His brain injuries or his words? Definitely he did not has the ability to stop him. None had ever had. But certainly he could have made his last journey happier and smoother by his loving words. What would have happened if he had behaved softly with him? What could have happened if he had asked him about his wellbeing? Today Daya was feeling sad as he had not got the chance of have the last glimpse of alive Abhijeet, which he had. So in Daya's point of view, he was lucky! But what about his own point of view? Had he considered Abhijeet as taken for granted? Had his expectations, or better to say demands, from him had gone to such a level that Abhijeet had to fulfil it by giving up his own life? But he himself never wanted that! He had never expected for getting such a respect in which the giver was feeling suffocated! He too loved Abhijeet... and that love was equal to the love he had in his heart for Daya...

Why Abhijeet had not protested against him ever? Why had he remained silent that night? Could not he tell him about his upcoming death? Then he never would have...

He came out from his trance, hearing Apurv's voice near him. He looked up to discover Apurv was standing near him with an envelope in his hand. He looked towards him in silence and with questions in his eyes. Apurv just handed the envelope to him and then rushed away, covering his mouth by his palm.

ACP sir did not say anything but opened the envelope silently. It was a letter! Letter from Abhijeet! His last letter! He took a deep breath and began to read the letter with holding it in his trembling hands...

Sir,

Main ianta hoon ki jab aap meri yeh chitthi pad rahe honge tab main aap se bohot door jaa chuka hoon... aur mujhe maloom hain ki aap mujhse naraz bhi honge aur is sawal ka jawab bhi dhund rahe honge ki maine aapko mere bare mein kuch bataya kyun nahin... woh isliye sir, kyun ki main aapke ya kisi aur aankhon mein, mere liye daya nahin dekhna chahta tha... main yeh nahin chahta tha ki koi mujh par taras khaye... isliye hi main himmat nahin juta paya... ho sake to mujhe maaf kar dena sir...

Sir, ek marta hua insan ki aakhri baaton pe adaalat tak yakeen kar leta hain, kya aap kar payenge? Agar kar paye to sun lijiye, us accident ke bare mein mujhe waqai kuch bhi maloom nahin hain, mujhe to maloom bhi nahin tha ki Daya mujhe aone ghar le jayega dinner par... woh plan to achanak hi bana tha... Maine woh accident nahin karwaya... main Daya ko akela chodke bhi nahin aaya... maine hi hospital laya hoon use... ho sake to mere is baat pe yakeen kar lena sir... yeh hi meri aakhri khwahish hain aapse...

Main janta hoon sir ki main ab selfish ban raha hoon... aapko ek aakhri baar mijhse milne ma mauka na deke, main aapke saath galat kar raha hoon magar main kya karu sir... main majboor hoon... aap yeh mat samjhna ki main abhi tak aapse naraz hoon ya aapko maaf nahin kiya hoon... ek beta kabhi bhi apne baap se naraz nahin reh sakta... par sir, kya maaf kar dene se dil ka dard mit jata hain? Un karwe labzon ka karwahat khatam ho jata hain? Nahin sir... aapki kahi huyi har baat abhi bhi mere dil mein kaante ki tarah chub raha hain... isliye main aapse milna nahin chahta... aap ise mera bachpana samajhke maaf kar dena...

Aapse kehne ke liye to bohot kuch hain... lekin mere pass ab utna waqt nahin bacha... aur kya likhu samajh mein nahin aa raha hain... bas itna chahta hoon ki aap mere jane ke baad bilkul bhi na roye aur Daya ko bhi na rone de... apna aur sab ka khayal rakhna sir... mere Daya ko itna pyar dena ki use apni is badkismat bhai ka yaad bhi na aaye... bas ab kuch nahin... mere sar dard se phat raha hain sir... sab kuch dhundla sa dikh raha hain... ab kuch nahin likh sakta...

Aaj mujhe yeh ehsaas ho raha hain ki itne saalon se aap sab ke beech mein rehke bhi main kahin na kahin bohot akela tha... aur main apni bohot sari choti choti khushiyan bhi kho chuka hoon is akelapan ke beech rehke... aur mere is akelapan mein mera ek lauta saathi tha woh khula asmaan... aakhir woh bhi to akela hi haina? Isliye main jaa raha hoon us akela asmaan ke pass... usse dosti karne... aap mein se kisi ki khilaaf bhi mera koi shikayat nahin hain... aap log khush rehna... aap logo ke saath beetaya hua yeh 22 saal mere zindagi ki sabse haseen waqt hain...

Ek baat karu sir, aap mere jane ki baad kabhi CID mat chodna... is desh ko aapki zaroorat hain sir... ek baar aur sir, maine mere garden mein kuch gulab ke paudhe ugaye hain... un mein bohot sari kaleeyan bhi aayi hain... aap please har subah bureau jane se pehle wahan jake un paudhon mein thoda pani dal dena... kuch din baad hi haseen phool khilenge...

Aapka Abhijeet.

Three years later of this, ACP sir was still seemed to carry his life instead of living his life. Nowadays he did not need an alarm to wake up. His eyes got opened automatically at sharp 6 am. After completing household chores, he directly went to Abhijeet's house to water his plants to meet the aged persons staying there... not there but in Abhijeet Old Age Home. He spent eighty five percent of his monthly salary there and he managed to spent his life with the rest.

And every night, he came and sit in his balcony while watching Abhijeet's photos and those sweet memories made his eyes moist, he looked up, towards the night sky and spoke...

ACP sir: agar ho sake to wapas aa jaao Abhijeet... main to akela reh gaya na? Ek baar aake dekh lo, tumhare bagiche mein aaj kitna sara gulab khile hain... tumhare naam ki Old Age Home mein aaj kitne sare buzurg insan ko sahara mila hain... tum nahin aaoge? Ek baar dekhne bhi nahin aaoge? Please Abhijeet, ho sake to ek baar aake dekh lo ki tumhara woh patthar dil ACP sir aaj kitna badal chuka hain... bas ek baar aake dekh lo... seene mein poore ek asmaan jaise akelapan aur aankhon mein ek sagar jaisa aansoo ki boonde lekar mujhe ek aur Abhijeet kahan se milega bolo... tum mere asmaan ko akele karke kyun chale gaye Abhijeet? Aa jaao na wapas...

He covered his face with his palms. He was still unable to forget that it was due to him, Abhijeet met such a painful death. He knew that he could never be able to stop him... but he could have made his last journey happier and smoother.

THE END

The elders often teach the youngers about the limits. Often they say that don't cross your limits while interacting with elders. But the elders themselves sometimes forget their own limit while interacting with the youngers. They speak anything in anger and then does not asks for forgiveness even! Their egos get hurt if they have to say to sorry to the youngers. But they must not forget that they are only young in age, not in any sentiments. The elders too are human beings, they too can be wrong. If you are wrong, ask for forgiveness immediately. Don't hesitate if you are elder before the victim. Because very often, those mistakes takes a very cost

Some one asked me that why did I write that ACP sir is Raavan, let me inform you that duo often term him as Raavan in humour. I have portrayed him that only

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