I don't know, why I am writing this. Its jst im upset n want to divert mind :-)
Tarika's Residence:
Tarika emerged from kitchen with a cup of tea in her hand. She was smiling continuously as she headed towards the hall. Abhijit who was relaxing himself on couch looked at her as she called his name.
Tarika: Abhijit. Tea.
He stretched out his hand and took the cup in his hand.
Abhijit: Thanks.
Tarika smiled. She sat on the sofa, next to him.
A silence prevailed between them. Abhijit was enjoying his tea; on the other hand Tarika was playing with her own fingers. Actually a battle was going on inside her brain. She was in a fix whether she should ask him or not. Finally she gathered courage and spoke
Tarika:(in a low tone) Abhijit.
(he looked at her and she immediately lowered down her head )hmm...hm...tm...tum do hafte se...kuch nhi. Chai keisi bani hai.
Abhijit smiled, as he knew what she actually wanted to say.
Abhijit: Bohot achi bani hai. Tum kuch keh rahi thi. Kuch do hafte.
Tarika: Kuch nhi Abhijit jane do.
Abhijit: Arey tarika ji bataiye naa.
She blushed.
Tarika: Wo Abhijit. Tumne mujhe...mujhe do hafte se nahi call kia or nahi koi...msgs.
Abhijit smiled, but there was something in his smile, a sadness which he was trying to cover up with a smile but failing to do.
Abhijit: Kuyn? Mujhe nahi pata thaki koi miss bhi karta hai hume.
Tarika:(in a low tone) Abhijit tum..tum bat ko palat rahe ho.
Abhijit: Arey tarika ji,mai busy tha.
Tarika: Tum busy nahi the Abhijit. Aksar leave mei rehte the. Koi undercover mission mei bhi nahi gai the. Toh phir…..
Abhijit: Meri etni jasusi? Bohot miss kar rahi thi ap mujhe?
Tarika couldn't take it anymore. Abhi's every sentence was making her nervous n she was blushing awfully. So she kept quiet.
Abhijit finished his tea.
Abhijit(thinking): I have to do this today. I have to tell her. I don't want to spoil her life. I can't. C'mon Abhijit you can do this. While he was thinking, he took a magazine from the centre table, an envelope fell on the ground which was kept on that magazine. Tarika bent down hurriedly and took that envelope.
Abhijit: Arey tarika samal k. Abhi chot lag jati.
Tarika: I am ok, Abhijit.
Abhijit: Weisey aisa kya hai us envlope mei ki ap...
Tarika: Kuch nahi hai. Ku...kuch bhi nhi hai.
Abhijit: Acha? Toh phir dikhao mujhe
Tarika: Kya? Mai ku dikhau tumhe?
Abhijit started to laugh.
Abhi: Acha baba mat toh aisey behave kar rhi ho jeisey envlope mei bohot sare larke k photo hai, tumhare shadi k liye.
Tarika: tumhe keisey pa...mera matlab hai aisa kuch nahi hai.
Abhi(smiled):hmm, agar hota toh acha hota, tumhare dost hone k nate tumhare liye larka dhunne mei madat kar deta.
Tarika(thinking): Ye mujhe irritate karna chahta hai. Agar mei iskey bato pe react karungi toh ye mujhe or teas kaega.
Tarika smiled and then sat beside him. As she did that, his arm felt the warm emerging from her body. He at first looked at their arms and then looked at her. It seemed like he wanted to capture the moment, but was distracted by her voice.
Tarika: Actually tum sahi ho. Masi ne kuch larko k pics bheje hai, mujhe choice karne mei madat karoge?
Abhi: Haan, ku nahi. Dikhao na.
Tarika handed him the photographs.
Abhi(looking the pics extra seriously): hmm, sare toh ache khase dikhte hai. Par, sirf photograph dekh k keisey choice karu?
Tarika: Arey photo k piche bio-data bhi hai.
Abhi:(after sometimes): Sare ache hai. Doctor, engineer, investment banker.
Tarika: Ye kya bat hua abhi, ab mei sabse toh shadi nahi kar sakti na. Kisi ek ko chuno na.
Abhi placed the pics on table, and looked at her, directly in her eyes and said in a straight voice without any emotion either anger, love, but there was something in his voice a certain something which made his voice important that pinched her heart.
Abhi: Sare ache hai Tarika. Kisi ek ko chun sakti ho.
Tarika: Sach mei chun lu kisiko yaha se?
Abhi: Haan, Tarika sach mei chun lo.
Tarika stood up, and turned. Abhi closed his eyes in order to relax himself and sighed before he stood up and bid her.
Abhi: Tarika, bohot der hogai hai, mujhe chalna chahiye ab. Abhi was facing her back. As he said this and passed her, his mind reminded him something. He stopped and turned in order to face her. As he looked at her she lowered down her head, she didn't have the courage to look at him.
Abhi: Ek bat kahu?
Tarika just noded.
Abhi: Mere flirt ko apne life mei importance mat do. Mai toh har larki k sath aise hi bat karta hu.
Tarika looked at him, she was totally taken aback. Abhi continued,
Abhi: Tarika, I'm sorry. Tumhe bohot paresan karta hu na. Par ye bat toh tumhe bhi pata hai na,ki lab mei tumhari tarif bus ko jealous feel karwane k liye karta hu or tum…
Tarika: Or lab k bahar ku karte ho, and bin bulaye bina kisi kam k mere ghar mei etne late hour mein night ku ate ho? Sirf mujhe paresan karne k liye?
Abhi: explanation nahi dena chahta kyunki sachai hum dono ko pata hai. Par ek bat clear karna chahta hu. I have no feelings for you as a ...tum bohot achi ho. Koi bhi larka mil sakta hai tumhe. Tarika I promise,tumhe kabhi paresan nhi karunga. Promise karta hu, ki jindagi k raho mei age barne k bad agar piche murke bhi dekhogi toh bhi nahi hunga tumhe paresan karne k liye, I promise Tarika, jindagi ki kisi mor pe bhi tumhe nahi milunga. Mujhe bus tumhari jindagi mei ek yad banake rakhna, aisa yad jo tmhe taklif na de. Janta hu muskil hai par...
He turned back to meet her gaze, but didn't find her. He searched for her. She closed the door of her room with a bang. Abhi stood there for some time, and then left.
Abhi: Sorry tarika I hope ki tum mujhe samjhogi, aaj nahi toh bad mei hi sahi.
NEXT DAY,
Tarika's residence :
MORNING 7 am:
Tarika had just come out taking a shower, she was drying her hair. She picked up her phone as it was ringing continuously.
Tarika: haan Daya bolo.
Daya: Oh sorry, tumhe subha subha paresan karraha hu.
Tarika: Nahi Daya koi bat nahi. Kya bat hai batao.
Daya: Abhi, kal raat tumse milne aya tha na?
Tarika(kept quiet for some time): Haan, aya toh tha. 11 baje hi wo chala gaya. kyun kya hua?
Daya: Kuch nahi. Bus kal rat se uska phone off a raha hai.
Tarika: Kya? Shayad ghar pe hoga. So raha hoga.
Daya: Nahi ghar pe nhi hai, mai uske ghar k samne hi khara hu. Ghar lock hai. Tum fikar mat karo. Mai dekhta hu.
Tarika: Mai kyun fikar karu uska.
Daya: Tumne kuch kaha?
Tarika: Nahi..toh.
Daya: Tum dono mei larai hui kya?
Tarika: Nahi Daya aisi koi bat nahi hai. Mai phone rakhti hu, mujhe lab jana hai. Tumhe Abhijeet k bare mei pata chale toh mujhe batana.
Daya: Haan, bata dunga...ek...ek..min. Abhi ki gadi?
Tarika: Hello Daya? Are you there?
Daya: Tarika, wo Abhi agaya. Mai dekhta hu. You don't worry. Mai use kahunga ki tumhe phone kare.
Tarika(in a low tone): Wo kyun phone karega mujhe?
Daya: Hm?
Tarika: Kuch nahi. Thik hai mai rakhti hu. Bye.
Daya: Bye.
Tarika cut the call, got ready and left for the lab.
A.N: Ok, guys, done with first chap. hmm, i knw, you all are thinking, ye KK hamesha emotional stories kyun likhti hai. Kya karu, CID mei emotions hi nahi dekhate toh mai serials ki emotions apni story mei dalti hu. Guys, thank you for reading. And I need your support for next chapter so keep reviewing guys.