So guys, as I promised, I'll continue the story with a new title. I hope I'll get many positive reviews, much as I got in my previous story. So here's the story…

Chapter-1

At Kavin's residence. Purvi, Melissa, Rajat, Kavin and Paulomi are chatting.

Paulomi: Kavin, tumne meri Switzerland jaane ke liye flight ke tickets book kar di, parson ke liye?

Melissa: Mamma, aap ja rahin hai?

Paulomi: Han beta, woh kya hai na, mujhe teen mahinon ke liye waha jana hi padega. Waha jo factory hamare naam hone wali hai, usska inauguration hai, aur waha saab settle karna hai. Aur jab ki tum sab ki sagai bhi ho gai hai, toh mai free hun yeh saab karne ke liye.

Kavin: Han Mamma, maine kar to diye hai. Par Mamma, ruk jaiye na, mai toh keheta hun, aap apne pota-potiyon ko dekhke hi kahi jaiye. Kyu Purvi?

Purvi: Han Mamma, ruk jaije na.

Rajat: Mamma please, ruk jaiye, ab toh saab log kehe rahein hai.

Paulomi (hugging them all): Dekho beta, aap log jante ho ki kaam bhi jaroori hota hai, aur mujhe waha kuch property ki baat karne bhi jaana hai. Aur rahi baat tumhari shaadi ki, toh mai kaha hamesha ke liye jaa rahi hun. Aur waise bhi, tum chaaron ki shaadi ek saath ek hi mandap mein hone wali hai, woh bhi chaar mahino baad. Tabtak toh mai aa jaungi.

Melissa: Thik hai mamma, par mujhe promise kijie ki aap mere liye Switzerland se bahut saare chocolates leke aaengi.

Kavin: Mere liye bhi!

Paulomi: Han han, mai sab ke liye gifts leke aaungi. Ab chalo, mai apni packing kar leti hun.

About a week later after Paulomi left for Switzerland, Kavin and Purvi were going back to bureau after solving a case, in the evening.

Purvi: Kavin, car roko.

Kavin: Kya hua Purvi?

Purvi: Dekho, shayad koi jaanwar hai, usse choot lagi hai. Chalo dekhte hai.

Kavin and Purvi come out of their car, to see what exactly the animal is.

Purvi (taking the poor animal in her arms): Oh my god! Yeh toh ek puppy hai. Iske pair par kaafi choot lagi hai. Ham isse veterinarian ke pas le jae?

Kavin: Han purvi.

He brings an old blanket from their car.

Kavin: Yeh lo Purvi.

Purvi wraps the puppy with the blanket

In the car.

Purvi: Bichara…..

Kavin: Han Purvi. Log kitne laparvah ho sakte hain. Itne pyaare puppy ko koi kaise kho sakta hai, aur isse waha aisi halat mein koi kaise chod sakta hai?

Purvi: Shayad yeh kisi ka pet dog hai, yeh dekho colar belt. Shayad iske maalik ne isse kulla chod diya aur yeh bhaag gaya, aur rasta chuk gaya, aur shayad kisi gadi ne takkar mar di.

Kavin: Ho sakta hai Purvi…Purvi….tum….tum ro rahi ho?

Kavin sees a drop of tear in Purvi's eye.

Purvi: Woh….mujhe dogs bahut pasand hai. Mai dogs ke muamle mein bahut sensitive hun.

Just like me… You all know I am a dog lover, guys, please don't mind if I am adding a dog in this story.

Kavin: Oh, to kya tumhare paas bhi ek dog tha?

Purvi: Han, jab mai choti thi, Gladys naam ki ek Yorkshire terrier thi. Bahut pyaari thi. Par ek din…..

Kavin: Main samajh sakta hun, mujhe bhi dogs achhe lagte hai.

They both reach pet hospital. Purvi is very worried for the poor thing.

Purvi: Kavin, yeh thik toh ho jaega na?

Kavin: Han Purvi, tum chinta mat karo, yeh bilkul thik ho jae ga. Shayad yeh kisika paltu kutta hai. Purvi, main Police station se pata karta hun, tum yahi ruko.

He goes out. The veterinarian came.

Purvi: Kya hua doctor? Woh thik hai na?

Vet: Han Purvi, tum toh jaanti ho, jaanwar hamse jyada sensitive hote hai. Usse pair mein choot lagi thi, Ab woh thik hai, bas usska khaas dyaan rakhna. Tum usski malkin ho?

Purvi: Nahi, hame yeh raste par injured mila.

Kavin: Purvi, pata chal gaya, ek aurat ne report likhwai thi, white australian labrodor ke liye.

Purvi: Chalo, ham uss aurat ko yeh puppy lautakar aate hai, abhi.

So, Kavin and Purvi go the owner's house. The owner's 3 years old daughter, Preetika, is crying. She lit up when she sees her beloved Tuffy in Purvi's arm.

Preetika: Tuffy! Mera Tuffy!

Purvi hands her the dog.

Kavin: Nita ji, yeh hame raste mein ghayal halat mein mila.

Purvi: Hame isse pet hospital le gae.

Nita: Thank you, aap dono ne meri beti ka Tuffy usse lauta diya. Vaise, aap kaam kya karte hai?

Kavin: Ji, ham CID se hai.

Purvi: Yeh, aapki beti hai?

Nita: Ji han, ikloti beti hai meri.

Kavin: Aapke pati, office gae hai kya?

Nita: Shayad aapko pata hoga, woh ab is duniya mein nahi rahe. Unka murder hua tha. Tab Preetika sirf teen mahinon ki thi. Aapke paas hi woh case tha. Karan naam tha unka.

Purvi: Han, shayad mujhe yaad hai. Aapke naukar ne hi khoon kiya than a unka?

Nita: Han, papa ji ka badla lene ke liye, Karan ke papa ne Mohan ke papa ko naukri se nikal diya thi.

Kavin: Mujhe pata nahi. Maine 1 saal pehele hi CID join ki hai.

Preetika: Thank you uncle, thank you aunty!

Purvi: Your welcome Preetika.

Preetika: Aap dono husband-wife ho?

Kavin and Purvi exchange glances.

Kavin: Nahi. Hamari shaadi jald hi hone wali hai. Ham dono fiancée hai.

Nita: Chaliye, yeh achha hai. Waise, happy married life.

Kavin's phone rings.

Kavin: Excuse me. Hello, han Abhijeet sir.

Abhijeet: Kaha ho Kavin?

Kavin: Sir, actually….

Abhijeet: Woh saab badmein. Pehele meri baat suno. Mujhe pata hai abhi tumhe ghar jaana hai, par meri baat suno. Tumhe kherwanagar ke ek ghar mein jaana hai. Hame abhi abhi pata chala hai ki waha ek khatarnaak mujrim rehe raha hai. Aur usne aaj raat ko paris bhaag jane ka plan banaya hai. Tumhe abhi jaakar usse rokna hai. Main tumhe usska address message kar deta hun.

Kavin: Yes sir.

Abhijeet: Aur ek baat Kavin, tumhe usse ghar ke bahar le jaake pakadna hai, usse pata nahi chalna chahiye ki tum CID se ho. Kavin, kisi bhi haalat mein usse mar mat dalna. Samjhe?

Kavin: Han sir, main abhi nikalta hun.

Purvi: Kya hua?

Kavin: Abhijeet sir ka phone tha. Mujhe abhi ek mission par jaana hai.

Purvi: Abhi? Par Kavin…

Kavin: Pata hai Purvi, par kya karu, duty hai na.

Purvi: Thik hai, par jaldi ghar chale jaana, aur mission khatam hone par phone karna.

So guys, how was the first chapter of Ek anokha taufa? Hope you all liked this one. I think you all must have guessed what will be the gift. Don't reveal if you know :P :P. Anyways, do review if you liked my concept.