Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters and places mentioned. All the places are fictional and any resemblance is a mere coincidence.
Based on the episode; Hotel Red Star
After the capturing of the culprit, ACP Sir told everyone who were inside the hotel to go home and take some rest. He also sanctioned them a leave for the next day. He offered to drop them off, which DUO declined softly.
Abhijeet: Koi baat nai sir, aap bhi thak gaye hongy… aap baki sb ko lift dy dain hum log apni gari main chaly jayein gy.
ACP: Tum logo ki bhi halat koi achi nhi hai iss waqt, Freddie chor aye ga tum logo ko. Or Daya iss waqt bilkul drive nhi karay ga.
Daya assuringly: Sir mai bilkul theek hun, aap fikar na karain.
Abhijeet interfered: nhi Daya sir theek keh rhy hain, tum driving nhi karo gy. (Before ACP Sir could say something, Abhijeet said) or sir Daya bhi theek keh raha hai, aap fikar na karain, mai hun na mai driving karun ga, or mai waqai bilkul theek hun… mjj pr zeher ka utna bhi asar nhi hua tha.
Abhijeet and Daya assured ACP Sir about their well being. But ACP Sir being a father, gave them some precautionary measures.
ACP Sir: Theek hai jao, pohanch kr mjhe call kr dena, or kuch khaye bina sona mut. Salunkhe ny sakhti sy kaha hai, dinner is compulsory, or doodh piye baghair dono mai sy koi soya na to dekhna mai kiya krta hun tum logo k sath (Abhijeet looked at Daya in tension, milk was something he couldn't bear. While Daya gave a meaningful smile to him indicating that he has accepted the order and is not going to protest. Means Abhijeet have to be brave enough to drink milk tonight otherwise who knows what would happen to him, ACP Sir noticed Abhijeet's tension) Abhijeet mjhe koi bahana nhi chahiye, Daya tum mjhe btao gy subah k Abhijeet ny doodh piya k nahi. ( Daya nodded obediently with a smile) good ab dono jao or dehan rakhna.
DUO unanimously: Yes Sir.
They started to move outside, Abhijeet was walking before Daya. Behind Daya was feeling dizzy and nauseated but didn't say anything, he continued jerking his head. They sat down in the Quaills and Abhijeet ignited it and they left from there. Daya sat by putting his head on the headrest with closed eyes and aching head. In the way Abhijeet purchased the soup from Daya's favorite restaurant.
Daya annoyingly: aik to tumny soup kharida hai, wo bhi mere favourite restaurant sy… mai kiya matlab lun iss sbka…? Tum mjhe chirana chahty ho kiya…
Abhijeet shockingly: arey… maine socha aik to tumhy soup peena pary ga to tumhara mood off ho jaye ga iss liye tumharay favorite restaurant sy lia kyun k tumhy waha ka sb kuch pasand hai khanay mai… iaa mai chirana kaha sy a gaya…
Daya ignoring the fact: theek hai… theek hai… mjhe wahan ka sb kuch pasand hai iss ka mtlb hargiz ye nhi hai k mjhe soup pasand hai…
Abhijeet sighed on his childish logic. Abhijeet dropped the topic as it is impossible to win from Daya in a argument related to the food. They reached home at 9 o'clock, Abhijeet gave a look to Daya's bloody clothes and tired face, he felt hurt. He controlled his tears.
Abhijeet: Daya jao fresh ho jao or kapry change kr lo, mai bhi fresh ho kr dinner lagata hun…
Daya simply nodded and left for his room.
Abhijeet called ACP Sir meanwhile to inform him about their safe return: Hello... Sir...
ACP Sir: haan Abhijeet pohanch gaye tum log theek sy? koi dikat to nahi hui? khana kha liya?
Abhijeet smillingly: G Sir... hum theek sy pohanch gae hain ghar... or rasty sy soup ly lia tha bs abhi khany lagy hain... Aap pareshan na hon...
ACP Sir also gave a small smile: theek hai tum log araam karo... or dono dawai khaye baghair sona nahi... or kisi bhi cheez ki zarurat ho to mjhe call kr lena... khayal rakhna dono...
Abhijeet: G Sir Aap befikar rahain...or aap bhi apna khayal rakhiye ga... Good Night...
ACP Sir: Good Night beta... Bye...
Abhijeet: Bye...
After cutting the call Abhijeet to himself: kiya Sir bhi hr waqt humari fikar mai pareshan rehty hain... chalo ab Sir bhi sukoon sy so jaye gy... warna pareshan rehty hummy ly kr...
While going towards the kitchen: chalo bhai khany ka interzam kiya jaye... ufff bht thak gaya aj to mai... ( stretched his arms) neend bhi a rhi hai...
Daya's Room
Whole time he was trying to control himself to not to make Abhijeet worry. He thought Abhijeet also suffered, he also need rest, Daya can't make him worry about himself right now. But the fact is right now he is feeling that any moment he would fall down with face first. He tiredly sat down on the bed and attached his head to the headrest. After 10 minutes he stood up and just changed his clothes after only washing his face. After washing his face, he felt a little bit more relaxed but the tiredness is down right killing him right now. Abhijeet called him for dinner. Daya didn't feel like eating dinner at all but still he came out.
Dinning Room
Daya tiredly sat down on the chair. Abhijeet served him soup and started eating. Daya felt nauseated seeing the soup but didn't protest. Arghh… it's so annoying. He took the first bite and felt an urge to throw up everything his empty stomach contained. After eating one fourth bowl he stopped eating abruptly feeling the need to puke.
Daya: Abhi bs or nahi mai kha chuka…
Abhijeet worriedly, after noticing his sickly pale face: kiya hua yaar… ain bs itna sa khaya hai… or teri tbiet kuch theek nai lag rahi…
Daya smiled fakely: kahan Abhi mai theek hun… haan bs thora thak gaya hun baki aik dum theek hun… tum fikar na karo…
Abhijeet didn't believe in him, but ignored saying: acha tum ruko mai doodh lata hun phir medicine kha kr so jao…
Daya plead to him and tried to move from there: Abhi abi nhi peena thori dair baad please, abhi mjhe sona hai…
Abhijeet got the chance to tease him: acha apni bari ai to baad mai… or wahan jb ACP Sir mjhe keh rhy thy (imitating) Abhijeet koi bahana nahi (in tease mode) tb to bary daant nikal rhy thy sahab k… ab mai bhi nhi aany wala teri baaton mai… yahin baith mai doodh la raha hun.
Daya had no choice but to be seated obediently. Abhijeet came with two glasses of milk and made him drink it. Daya forcefully drank his milk.
Abhijeet with a serious face: aj phir hum aamny saamny hain aik dusray k… lekin mai tumse bilkul nhi harun ga… (he stared the glass of milk).
And he also drank it in a one go making various comical faces.
Abhijeet with a pout: yukhhhh… kitna ganda taste hai… lekin mai jeet gaya… yaayyy… hunh…
Daya chuckled lightly on his brother's dramatical performance. And left from there saying.
Daya: Abhi mai ja raha hun sony… (interrupting Abhijeet who was going to say something) mai dawai ly lunga… pakka promise.
Abhijeet nodded in satisfaction and he also left for his room. Abhijeet was also exhausted so he lay down on the bed after taking his medicines. Soon he was deeply asleep.
Daya's room
He hurriedly locked the room from inside and rushed to washroom. He emptied everything his stomach contained with some additional drops of blood. He looked his face in the mirror and rubbed the blood stain near his mouth. He with some effort and support of different things came out of the washroom and lay down in the bed. After controlling his sinus, he sat up and forcibly ate the medicine and lay down with a severe head and stomach ache. He almost fell asleep immediately.
Around 1 o'clock Daya sat up, a wave of nausea engulfed him. He also felt woozy. Suddenly he stood up and rushed into the washroom. He violently threw everything his already empty stomach contained. Even though the vomiting stopped but the nauseous feeling didn't stop. Somehow he inadequately cleaned his face, it still had some blood stains. He with extremely blurry vision came out of the washroom but couldn't keep his eyes open so let his body fall down carelessly in front of the bed.
When the Ravi died in front of them and Daya vomited blood. Abhijeet couldn't get over the feeling of losing his only precious relative whom he loves unconditional. He grabbed Daya and tried to calm him down. Daya was still hurling. Abhijeet with one hand rubbed his back in up and down manner. The other hand was used to clean up his face with handkerchief.
Abhijeet tearily: kuch nai hoga tumhy… sir aaty he hongy… (Daya again heaved this time more loudly) Sirrrrrrrr…
Daya's eye were closing. Abhijeet: Daya… aye Daya aankhain khuli rakho… sona nhi… chalo utho neechy chalo…
Abhijeet made him stand and started to descend the stairs: kuch nhi hoga…. Meri jaan… kuch nai hoga…
In a corridor Daya denied to move more due to light-headedness and nauseous feeling.
Daya drowsily: tum jao Abhijeet… un logo ko zarurat hai… mai abhi ata hun…
Abhijeet: lekin Daya…
Daya interrupted: tum jao… mai yahin hun…
Abhijeet: theek hai lekin tum yahan sy hilo gy nahi… mai abhi aya…
Daya nodded with closed eyes.
Sometime later Abhijeet again came towards Daya with unsteady steps. Seeing him unconscious he panicked: Daya… Daya… Aye… Daya… Daya… hey… Daya… (Daya grabbed his hand and meekly looked at him)
Daya slowly: hai… thora waqt hai… (he was losing consciousness rapidly)
Abhijeet still grabbing his hand tightly: kuch nhi hoga yaar… kuch nhi hoga…
Daya smiled: tum yaar theek… sy jhooth bhi nhi bil paty… Abhijeet… in logon k liye kuch kr skty hain? Haan…
Abhijeet: koshish chal rahi hai Daya… baki to… time bht kum hai…
And both lose consciousness. Then Dr. Salunkhe found the antidote and administered it through the AC ducts. Abhijeet gained consciousness soon enough. He looked around and saw Daya was awkwardly laying on the ground. He shook him to wake him up. But his inner fear was saying something else.
Don't let it be true…
Don't let it be true…
Don't let it be true…
He with trembling hands turned Daya's face towards himself. Daya's eyes were close and he was not opening them. His face was full of sweat, body cold and no breathing. The frightening thing was that his mouth was still leaking the red liquid. Abhijeet with trembling hands grabbed his hand in own hand and checked for the thumping of his heart. But alas.! There was no beat… For Abhijeet it looked like his world came crashing down in to pieces. His Daya is no more…
His Daya… is no more… no more… no more…
What he should say to himself right now?
Maybe he should say "sorry but your brother is dead, he is no more."
Just like when he says same words to someone else when their precious relative dies.
But it's the most difficult thing to say right now. These words are haunting him today. How easliy he used to say those words in the name of duty. But today he is afraid to say those words.
It seems like his world has been stopped. He was unaware how long he sat there trying to find a single pulse to make himself believe that his brother did not leave him behind like this. He felt a soft touch on his shoulders, when looked upwards found ACP Sir standing with moisture in his eyes. He didn't know when did ACP Sir arrived there, but after looking at his face he could tell that he is here from quite some time. He does not want to know why ACP Sir's eyes are wet.
ACP Sir: Abhijeet… beta Daya is no more…
Abhijeet rashly: naahhhiiiii… khabardar jo yeh lafz bola aap ny… jhooty alfaaz hain yeh… nafrat hai mjhe in lafzon sy…
ACP Sir: squeezed his shoulder: beta yeh sach hai… humara Daya hummy chor kr chala gaya hai…
Abhijeet whilst hugging his brother: nahiii… aap jhooth bol rhy hain… Daya bs so raha hai… tbiet theek nhi hai na uski...
ACP Sir: haan beta Daya so gaya hai… kabhi na tootny wali neend main… ab wo yeh aankhain kabhi nahi kholy ga… kabhi nai…
Abhijeet just hugged Daya tightly, while crying out loud: nahi esa nhi ho skta… esa nhi ho sktaaaaaa…
"nahi… esa nhi ho skta… esa nahi ho skta… Daya ko kuch nhi ho skta… wo theek hai… bs tbiet theek nahi hai na… (gulping the saliva) sb theek hai… kuch nai hua hai… (looking his surroundings) haan mai to apny room mai hun…sb.. Sb khwab tha... Bura khwab... (wiping his sweaty face) haan hum raat ko ghar a gaye thy… sahi salamat… sb kuch theek tha… Daya bhi theek tha… hona bhi chahiye… or Dr. Sahab ny antidote bhi to diya tha na(trying to control his racing heartbeat) lekin yeh ajeeb si bechaini kesi hai… jesy kuch theek na ho? Kahin mera yeh drawna khawab sach… nahi… nahi… (he drank a glass of water, standing on the table) kahi Daya… nahi nahi… yeh mai kiya soch raha hun… phir yeh dar… (seeing the table clock showing 2:45 AM) pony teen baj rhy hain… esa krta hun aik baar Daya ko dekh aata hun… (nodding to himself) haan yeh theek rhy ga… mjhe bhi tasalli ho jaye gi…
He wore his slippers and went to Daya's room. He tried to push open the door but it was locked from inside. He knocked on the door three times but got no response. It was odd Daya always give response after the very first knock. A fear started gripping his heart, he ran towards the cabinet where they keep their keys. He just grabbed Daya's room keys and opened the door. He entered inside and was shocked to the core, seeing Daya haphazardly laying on the floor. His face was wet with sweat and body was cold like ice. He was no more breathing and the crimson colored blood was still leaking from his mouth. Abhijeet hurriedly sat beside him, he grabbed his wrist and tried to find a single pulse that can assure him of Daya's life. The dream was revolving around his brain and tears were slowly making their way out.
Abhijeet: nhi esa… kesy… mera khuwab… sach… nahiiiiiiii…
A horrible nightmare of his is becoming the reality of his life. A bitter reality.
A/N:
Hello guys. Long time no see…
How are you people?
Here is a Two Shot story from my side, on the request of Zeba based on the Hotel Red Star. Hope you all like it. So do read and review.
See you soon, Bye-Bye…