pyaar hai ya saza Chapter 1, a c.i.d. fanfic

He glanced at his phone.

2.30 am

Another hour had passed. He was lying on his bed – sleepless.

Squeezing his eyes shut, he tried to block out the ticking of the clock.

He glanced at his phone again.

3.30 am

Yet another hour had passed. He was as sleepless as he had been when he tried to rest at 10pm.

Enough of patience. He had endured as much as he could.

"doctor," his tone was enough to make the person on the other side of the phone panic, "I need to see you now."

"okay," he continued in the same tone, "I will be there in 15 minutes."

He swiftly grabbed his car keys and drove away without wasting a second.

FLASHBACK:

"Arrey Tarika ji aap iss waqt bureau mein?"

"busy toh nahi ho?"

He stopped the file work he was doing to take a good look at her. Gorgeous as always, she was wearing a red satin top and a professional black skirt.

As his eyes moved to her face, she smiled widely but her eyes refused to talk to today. Eyelashes fluttering, he could see her make an effort to talk.

"kya baat hai Tarika?"

"k-kuch nahi"

"baitho na," he got up and pulled a chair for her.

"wo mein," she sat down without protest, "mujhe tumse kuch chahiye."

"haan bolo"

"actually 2 cheeze chahiye."

He remained silent – asking her to go on.

"aaj tum half day le lo – "

"lekin Tarika aaj toh DCP sir aa rahein hain – important meeting hai unke saath. Aaj mein kaise chutti le lu?"

"mujhe lag hi raha tha ki tum mana kar doge."

"Tarika baat ko samjho na yaar – aur tum toh jaanti ho…duty – "

"duty first," she cut him off rather rudely, "jaanti hu Abhijeet."

"TOH PHIR TUMNE KAISE –"

"shaant ho jao Abhijeet – nahi lena chahte chutti toh mat lo. Koi tumhe force nahi kar raha."

She placed a tiffin box on his table.

"ye tumhare liye – khaa lena."

"hmmm," he was still angry due to the previous conversation.

"gussa mat karo na," she pouted like a cute little girl and held her ears, "kaan pakadu?"

"aisi shakal mat banaiye Tarika ji…"

"wo kyun?"

"mann karta hai ki iss cute se pout ko khaa lu."

"toh khaa lo na…"

"hmmm?" he teased her in his sensuously deep voice.

In response she kissed him passionately. It took him a few seconds to respond but soon she was pinned against the wall. His hands slid inside her shirt while hers played with his hair.

"mmm," she moaned as his hands roamed around – teasing her nipples with a gentle brush.

"you sound so….delicious," he said, hugging her.

She hugged him back tightly. She quickly wiped a tear that had slid down her eyes. Little did she know that he had already felt it on his shoulder.

"Abhijeet," she said, mustering courage to face him, "puchoge nahi ki mujhe kya chahiye? Doosri cheez?"

"Tarika – "

"ye tumhare aur tumhari duty k beech mein nahi aayega, I promise."

"Tarika," he sensed something in her demeanour, "mein half day le sakta hu."

"nahi Abhijeet - trust me, mujhe nahi pata tha ki aaj meeting hai."

"meeting mein miss – "

"nahi Abhijeet, meeting miss karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Pehli cheez jo meine maangi thi wo toh mera selfish desire tha – par ab jo doosri cheez mein maangne jaa rahi hu wo meri zaroorat hai."

"tum please," she continued after a long pause, and hugged him tighter, "please mana mat karna…please."

"aisi kya cheez tum maangne jaa rahi ho Tarika jo mein mana kar dunga?" he made him face her.

Oh god, there came the question she dreaded. He made no promises. He didn't say that he would give it to her.

This man knew her too well, damn it.

"zyaada sawal mat karo Abhijeet – badi mushkil se apne aap aaj tumhare saamne ye bolne k liye apne aap ko manaya hai."

His face fell – he looked at her as though she had stabbed him through the heart with a knife. Oh how would she face him after she asked for it?

"ye kaisi uljhan mein – "

"tum mujhe bhul jaana… mein kal se lab nahi aaungi – jald hi resignation bhi de dungi…humara saath – "

"shh Tarika," he placed his palm over her mouth, "aage mat bolna… agar tumhare liye mein kuch hu – ya kabhi bhi kuch tha toh please aage mat bolna."

As the two pairs of eyes held each other in an intense gaze, they didn't bother to withhold any tear that threatened to roll down their cheeks. Two souls cried together, refusing to let go

Pyaar hai ya saza,

Aye mere dil bata

Toot-ta kyon nahi,

Dard ka silsila

Iss pyaar mein hon,

Kaise kaise imtehaan

Ye pyaar likhe, kaisi kaisi daastaan

Ya Rabba de de koi jaan bhi agar

Dilbar pe ho na,

Dilbar pe ho na koi asar

Ho..