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Chapter-1

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Morning came in its way...sun rays fell on his face...he wake up and sat on the bed while rubbing his eyes...looked at the wall clock...it was 7 am in the morning...he got up from the bed...and went for freshenup...he went in washroom...and wash his face first and saw his face in mirror...his eyes clearly told that again his sleep was incomplete...again he spent a sleepless night...he smiled sadly...and thought about those beautiful memories...which he used to share with someone very special...

Person : he bhagwan...ye ladka bhi na...na jaane kab sudhrega...nind hi puri nahi hoti iski...Daya...uth jaa na yaar...dekh subah ke 8 baj gaye hain...aise hi sota raha to beurau ke liye late ho jaayenge ...

Daya (in half sleep) : ummm...kya Boss...sone do na...bas 5 min...

Abhi : bilkul nahi...pichhle aadhe ghante se tu 5 min 5 min kar raha hai...abb bas...uth chal jaldi...

Daya : Boss...iss baar pakka 5 min...

Abhi : nahi matlab nahi...chal uth... (and he hold his hand and wake him up)

Daya (in irritation) : kya Abhi...sone bhi nahi diya...pata hai na kal raat ko kitna late soya tha...

Abhi : haan to mene kaha tha raat ko late tak movie dekhne ke liye...

Daya : haan to tum bhi to dekh rahe the na mere saath me...

Abhi : par mai to uth bhi gaya na subah jaldi...abb tu bhi jaldi jaa aur fresh ho jaa...mai breakfast ready karta hu...

Daya : ummm...Bosss...

Abhi : koi boss...wosss nahi...chal uth jaldi...

He made an irritated face with "jaalim Boss"

He smiled dreamily and came in present with a knock on his room door...he went out from the washroom...and opened the door...

Man : Sandhya tum...

Sandhya : uth gaye aap...aapko jagane hi aai thi...

Man : haan...mai bas taiyar hokar aata hu...

Sandhya nodded and went from there...

He closed the door...took a sigh then went for get ready...after getting ready...he came in hall...and sat on dining table...a 6 years boy also sat on dining table...and said...

Boy : good morning uncle...

Man (in smile) : good morning beta...taiyar ho gaye aap school ke liye...

Boy : yesss Daya uncle...mai good boy hu na...isiliye mumma ko pareshan bhi nahi kiya...

Daya (in smile) : are wah...Ishaan to sachmuch good boy hai...

Ishaan smiled...A old aged man also came in hall and sat on sofa...Daya saw him...and said...

Daya : Good morning uncle ji...

The man saw him but didn't give any reply or can say ignored him...and busy in reading newspaper...Daya became sad...but didn't say anything further...Sandhya took breakfast for both...Daya asked to her...

Daya : maaji ne nashta kar liya...

Sandhya (in low tone) : hmm...

Daya : aur uncle ji...

Sandhya : unhone ne bhi roj ki tarah subah jaldi nashta kar liya bhaiya...aap shuru kijiye...

Daya nodded and started to take his breakfast...he again looked at the old man...who seemed not interested to even look at him...he shook his head in disappointment...and took his breakfast...

Ishaan : mumma...mujhe ye doodh nahi peena...

Sandhya : nahi beta...doodh to peena padega na...

Ishaan (stubbornly) : nahi...doodh mujhe bahot ganda lagta hai...

Sandhya : Ishaan...dekho beta...

Ishaan : nahi...nahi...

Sandhya (in anger) : Ishaan...kaha na jid nahi karte...

Daya : sandhya...sandhya...ek min...shant ho jaao...(to Ishaan) Ishaan beta...jid nahi karte baccha...tumne hi abhi kaha na ki Ishaan ekdam good boy hai (Ishaan nodded cutely...) to good boy mumma ki baat mante hain na beta...

Ishaan (cutely) : lekin mujhe doodh ka taste achha nahi lagta...

Daya (in smile) : are baba...itni si baat...to usme kya hai...hum doodh me chocolate powder mila dete hain...kyu...

Ishaan's eyes glowing like stars...

Ishaan : haan...haan...

Daya : good...Sandhya...jaldi se chocolate powder lekar aao...

Sandhya nodded and brought chocolate powder...Daya mixed it in milk...and gave it to Ishaan...Ishaan drank it in one go...

Daya : shabash mera baccha...abb Ishaan ekdam strong ho jaayega...

Ishaan : ekdam papa jaisa na...

Suddenly the environment turned gloomy...Daya became silent...Sandhya also went in kitchen...Daya looked at the old man who turned his face in opposite direction...may be for hiding his pain...

Ishaan : bolo na uncle...

Daya : haan...haan beta...ekdam papa jaisa...

Ishaan : yesss...ishaan papa jaisa banega...

Daya smiled sadly...after finishing their breakfast...Daya called Sandhya...Sandhya came in hall...anyone can say after seeing her that she cried after going in kitchen...Daya saw that but ignored her gaze because its only gives him pain...

Daya : Sandhya...mai Gym ke liye nikal raha hu... (to Ishaan) chalo Ishaan...aapki school bus ka time ho gaya hai...

Sandhya : chalo beta...ye lo aapka bag...dhyaan se jaana...aur masti mat karna...aur tifin pura khatam karna...

Ishaan (like a responsible person) : offo mumma...aap tension mat lo...mai bada ho gaya hu na abb...

Sandhya smiled on his chhotu's comments...she gave a soft kiss on his forehead...

Sandhya : bye beta...

Ishaan : bye mumma...(he ran to the old man) bye dadaji...

The old man kissed on Ishaan's forehead softly...and said...

Old man : bye beta...

Ishaan : chalo na uncle...

Daya nodded...and said to the old man...

Daya : chalta hu uncle ji...

Old man (without looking at him) : mera naam rajendra verma hai...tum mujhe Mr. Verma bhi keh sakte ho...kitni baar kehna padega tumse...

Daya (in sad tone) : sorry uncle ji...I mean Mr. Verma...mai chalta hu...

And he went from there with ishaan...firstly dropped ishaan to his school bus...then went for his work...In Gym...where he worked as a trainer for almost last 1 and half month...this was now routine for him...wake up at 7 in the morning...went for his work...then came to home at 6 pm evening...and took care of all who lived in that home...but is that really called home...? No...atleast not for him...because where his buddy...his brother is not present...that house is not home for him...but he lived there...without his buddy...with a new family...for fulfilling his duty...his responsibility towards them...

His whole day passed in gym...then at evening...like everyday he came to home at 6:30 pm...

Sandhya : aa gaye aap...

Daya : haan...uncle ji?

Sandhya : wo Ishaan ko lekar walk ke liye gaye hain...

Daya : oh...achha...aur maaji?

Sandhya (sadly) : wo aur kaha hongi...apne kamre me hain...jaiye mil lijiye...

Daya looked at her and smiled sadly...then went in maa ji's (Ishaan's grandmother) room...and sat beside her on bed...

Daya : maaji...abb kaisi hain aap?

But the old lady didn't give any answer...she was in some other world...Daya put his hand on her hand...

Daya (softly) : aap kuchh khaayengi?

Mrs. Verma didn't say anything just shook her head in no...

Daya : achha to chaliye...mai aapko baahar walk pe le chalta hu...

She again shook her head in negative...

Daya : kuchh to boliye na aap...

But she said nothing...just looked at Daya...then took rest on bed rest in half lying position and closed her eyes...Daya looked at her for sometimes then went out from there...he saw Mr. Verma also came back from walk...

Mr. Verma : mere kamre me kya kar rahe the tum?

Daya : wo mai to bas...uncle ji wo...maaji ko dekhne gaya tha...

Mr. Verma didn't say anything and went in his room...

Ishaan : are Daya uncle aapko pata hai...aaj na humne bahot maja kiya...

Daya (in smile) : achha...kya kiya aaj ishaan ne...

Ishaan : Ishaan ne na aaj Dadaji ke saath bahot masti ki...aur dekho Dadaji ne mujhe ye balloon bhi dilaya...kaisa hai...

Daya : bahot pyaara...bilkul mere Ishaan jaisa...

Ishaan : Daya uncle aapko pata hai...Dadaji na chalte chalte thak gaye the na to unhe pyaas lagi thi...ro mai unke liye paani lekar aaya tha...

Daya : are waah...Ishaan to sach me bahot samajhdar ho gaya hai...

Ishaan (in innocent tone): hai na uncle...to abb to mai shaitani nahi karta na...kisi ko bhi pareshaan nahi karta to abb to papa aa jaayenge na jaldi...

Tears came in Daya's eyes...he didn't say anything just hugged Ishaan tightly...

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