A/n: Ye story uss time pe likhi gyi hai jab humara des East India company ke andar tha...Iss kahani ki suruaat ek orphanage se start hoti hai aur vo orphanage East India company ke andar tha...000000000000000000000000000000000000
A small boy of 4 years old was sitting on road, he was cuddling his legs and was crying continuously...small baby was so much scared...he was not looking in his senses...
When a lady came and kept her hand on his head...baby's body jerked in fear...he started to shouting: mat malo mujhe, mai...maine tuch nhi kiya...
Lady became so much tense to see him like this...she knelt down infront of him and said in soft tone...beta daro nhi...koi nhi marega aapko...aap kaun ho aur aapke maa baba kahan hai...
Small baby in tears; maa baba ko maal diya un gole logo ne...he was sobbing badly...mele ghal me aad(fire) lada (laga) diya...he again started crying harshly...
Tears fell from lady's eyes...she wrapped the baby in her arms...baby's crying sound became low...but he was still sobbing...
Lady pov; Lagta hai un angrejo ne iss masoom ke maa baap ko maar diya..hey bhagvan pata nhi ye dusht humare bharatwasiyo ko aur kitna takleef denge...ye baccha bhut dara sahma hai..iske paas to koi sahara nhi hai...ise apne saath anathalay le jati hun...haan vahan bhi ise angrejo ki gulami karni paregi...par kam se kam iss nanhi jaan ko sahara to mil jaega...
Lady in loving tone; beta royo mat...mai hun na..tumhe koi kuch nhi karega...boy looked at her and lady wiped his tear from his big eyes...accha pahle ye batao , tumhara naam kya hai...
Boy in low teary tone: Daya...
Lady(Matron) lovingly: oho to mere raja beta ka naam daya hai...daya nodded innocently...Accha to daya tum mere saath chaloge...??
vahan na tumhare jaise bhut sare bacche hai...chaloge...??
Daya nodded absent minded...matron smiled and took daya with her in orphanage holding his little finger in her palm...
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Englinsh man strictly : ye baccha kaun hai...aur ye tumhare saath kya kar raha hai...
Daya in fear hide behind her...and hold her saree tightly...
Matron in fear: sir ye baccha anath hai...iska koi nhi hai duniya me...isliye maine socha...and she stopped...
English man looking at child; accha kiya jo ise yahan le ayi...humare liye ek aur slave aa gya...and he laughed...to daya...hey come here...
Matron told daya with her eyes not scared and go to him.,...
Daya with slow steps went near him..and looked directly into his eyes...
English man in praise tone: kya baat hai ye iss ashram ka dusra vo baccha hai jisne meri ankho me dekhne ki himmat ki hai...apni aankh neeche kar...but boy was staring him with fixed eyes...maine kaha apni eyes neeche kar(shouting loudly)...tum Hindustaniyo ki itni standard nhi hai ki humare aankho me dekhke baat kare...but daya was daya...he was not lowering his head as" sar kata sakte hai lekin sar jhuka sakte nhi"... English man losted his temper and going to slap him when matron hide daya behind her ...
Matron in fear: Hoppler sir jane dijiye...baccha hai...abhi naya hai isliye... Mai ise sab seekha dungi...
Mr.hoppler in anger: Hey teach gim good lesson...okhay... otherwise i m not going to spare this little shit...you know me better...what punishment did i have given to that bastered...
Matron in totally scared: ye...yesss sir...Hoppler looked at Daya in anger and left from there...
Matron cupping daya's face: beta ye log tumhe jaisa bole ab tumhe vaisa hi karna hoga...varna ye log tumhe bhut marenge...daya was listening her quitely...tum samajh gye na beta...daya nodded...
Matron in smile: theek hai...Ramu...iss bacche ko kamre me le jayo...Ramu nodded and took the child inside ...
Matron pov: ye baccha to bilkul abhijeet ki tarah nidar aur sahasi hai...isne ek baar bhi palak tak nhi jhapkaya uss hoppler ke samne...ab mujhe pura yakeen hai...ek din aisa jaroor aega jab humara hharat ajad hoga...aur ye angrej humari matribhoomi chhorkar bhagenge...
Abhijeet was 7 years old kid...but he was really different from other kids...he was very brave and matured...Daya was only observing his all behaviour from that day when he entered into orphanage...he wanted to talk abhijeet but he was hesitating to do so as Abhijeet was not much talkative and he has not good bonding with others...
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Mr.hoppler in anger: Hey tune bartan dhoye ki nahi...tum Hindustani ek number ke kaamchor hote ho...
Abhijeet controlled his anger with clenching his fist...but he didn't reply to his query...
Mr .hoppler anger raised...he shouted on top of voice: tumhe ek baar me sunai nhi deta...maine poocha Tumne bartan dhoya ki nhi..
Abhijeet replied in calm tone: mujhe bhut tej bukhar ...
Mr hoppler pulled his hair in rash and said: sale bahana banatha hai...hum tujhe aishe hi nhi palte...apna kaam Ka vane ke liye rakha hai tujhe...tujhe to aaj sabak seekha ke rahunga...he took out his whip and going to hit him when he stopped with daya's voice...
Daya hurriedly: Abhijeet ne sare bartan dho diye hai saheb...abhijeet looked at young lad in shock...
Hoppler in suspicious tone; tum sach keh rahe ho na...
Daya ; Aap khud jake Dekh lijiye...Hoppler Went to kitchen to confirm it , duo also followed him...hoppler became satisfy while abhijeet came in shock to see all utensils were clean and arranged in proper order..
Hoppler in normal tone: theek hai theek hai ...and he moved out from there...
Abhijeet in shock: ye sab kisne kiya...mujhe to kl raat se bhut tej bukhar tha...isliye maine bartan chuye bhi nhi...
Daya in sweet smile: Boss ye sab maine kiya...
Abhijeet in confusion: Tumne...par tumne mere liye ye sab kyu kiya...
Daya in sad tone: tumhe kl laat(night) se bukhal tha na isliye...aul mujhe pata hai bukhal me na bhut dald hota hai taam(kaam) kalne me...tears slip from his innoinnocent big soothing eyes...meli maa ko bhi jab bukhal hota tha to unche kaan nhi kiya hota tha...phil ye gole log meli maa ko bhut malte the...unhe bhut chot bhi lagti thi...he was crying silently...
Abhijeet knelt down and wiped his tears: are tum to bhut bahadur ho na...phir ro kyu rahe ho...hum in gore phirangiyo se ek din jaroor tumhari maa ka badla lenge...
Daya in teary smile with twinkling eyes: sachhi...hum in gande lodo ko malenge...
Abhijeet in strong smile; sirf marenge nhi balki unhe yaha se bhaga denge...Daya's smile became broad which sooth Abhijeet deep down the heart...
Abhijeet in confusion: Accha daya tumne mujhe boss kyu bola...
Daya in naughty smile: vo to laaj (raaj) hai boss...phil kabhi bataunga...accha ab hum dost ho gye na...he asked this question with so much innocent voice that nobody could dream to refuse that soothing voice...
Abhijeet in smile: dost nhi pakke vale dost ban gye... they both laughed and patted his hand together..
Abhijeet in smile: dekhna humdono dost milke inlogo ka jeena haram kar denge...Daya looked at abhijeet with smirk...
End of this chapter...
A/n: Hey, this is something different...hope you guys enjoyed it...
Do r and r...
signing off
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