~~ Hate Story ~~
CHAPTER 1
She was sitting on the floor, cuddling a photo frame near her chest, some dried teardrops were visible on her cheeks, she was taking breaths, she was absolutely alive, but seeing her condition, anyone could mistake to take her as a lifeless body.
There was a knock on the door, she heard it but did not care much to go and see who was there. By chance the door was opened, and the visitor was her closest friend as well as neighbour. He pushed opened the door and stepped inside occasionally calling her name.
''Shreya... Shreya... Kaha ho tum... shreya?''
But shreya did not move even a bit from her place. He was calling her name again and again but she did not respond. After some more minutes, he passed by the room, he stopped instantly seeing the door opened, but no light in the room. He entered and found her sitting on the floor. He was taken aback to see her in that condition. He could only utter her name.
''Shreya''
Then he looked here and there and went and turned the lights on. As the sharp white light flashed on her face, she closed her eyes tightly with a jerk, and shivered a little. He came to her and sat in front of her on the floor.
''Shreya, ye kya haal bana rakha hai apna, kya kar rahi ho tum yaha, andhere me, akele?''
She did not look at him but turned her face to other side. He was annoyed, he snatched the photo frame from her hand and yelled at her.
''Shreya, ye Rohit ki tasveer lekar kab tak roti rahogi tum, tumhare Rone se wo wapas nahi aane wala, mar chuka hai rohit, suna tumne, mar chuka hai tumhara bhai.''
Shreya almost leaped over him in order to get the picture back.
''Just shut up! Shut up I said, mujhe tasveer wapas Karo Jigar! Wapas Karo!''
She started hitting him, with her hands, Jigar caught her hands and tried to make her calm.
''Shreya, stop it.. Listen to me... Listen to me!''
Jigar shouted on her, now shreya looked at him, her eyes were red. Jigar cupped her face.
''Shreya, tumse ye umeed nahi thi mujhe, jis shreya ko main janta hu, wo itni kamjor nahi ho sakti, Jo andhere me baithkar, apne bhai ki tasveer apne seene se lagakar ro rahi hai. Balki main to us shreya se Milne aaya tha, jisne apne bhai ki chita ke samne uski hatya ka badla lene ki kasam khai thi. Kya bhool gayi tum wo kasam? Jo yaha baithkar apne bhai ki maut ka matam mana rahi ho?''
Shreya took a deep breath and nodded in no
''Nahi,...jigar... Kuch nahi bhooli hu main, apni kasam yaad hai mujhe, aur rahi baat rohit ki maut ka matam manane ki, to mujhe haq hai apne bhai ki maut par Rone ka... Aur wo haq mujhse koi nahi cheek sakta.''
Shreya said in a calm tone, she rubbed her tears and continued.
''Rohit sirf mera bhai hi nahi tha, meri maa, mera baap, mera dost, mera sab kuch tha. Aur us haiwan ne rohit ko markar meri puri duniya cheen li hai mujhse, main rohit Ki maut ka badla lekar rahungi, tabhi uski atma ko shanti milegi.''
Jigar was silently staring at her. Shreya stood up and continued
''Bad se bhi badtar maut dungi main us darinde ko, jisne rohit ko tadpa tadpakar uski jaan li hai, rohit ki kasam, us rakshas ko bhi, waise hi tadpa tadpakar marungi main. Itni khaufnak maut dungi na use ki uski rooh bhi kanp uthegi.''
Jigar stood up and came to her. He put his hand on her shoulder.
''Shreya, main tumhare andar jal rahi badle ki aag ko samajh sakta hu, aur ye aag tabhi bujhegi jab rohit ke hatyare ko saza milegi. Kanoon use kadi se kadi saza dega, tum dekhna.''
Shreya turned to face him
''Nahi jigar, wo kanoon ka nahi mera gunehgaar hai, isliye use saza bhi kanoon nahi main dungi. Itni buri maut dungi use Jo aaj tak kisi ko nahi mili hogi.''
Jigar took a sigh and looked at her
''Shreya, tumhari baat bilkul sahi hai, lekin shayad uski maut tumhare hatho nahi likhi hai.''
Shreya was confused, she looked at him
''What do you mean, kehna kya chahte ho tum jigar?''
Jigar took out a cutting of a newspaper from his pocket and showed to shreya.
''Ye dekho shreya, Jo insaan pehle se hi maut ke muh me ho, tum use bhala kya marogi.''
Shreya was shocked, she grabbed the newspaper cutting, and ran her eyes through it, she couldn't believe on her own eyes.
"Inspector Daya injured in the bomb blast, in critical condition, battling for life."
She was shocked plus frustrated
'' ye...ye..jigar, aise kaise ho gaya, nahi aisa nahi ho sakta, use itni asaan maut nahi milni chahiye, uski maut sirf mere hatho hogi, tabhi rohit ki atma ko aur mujhe shanti milegi.''
Jigar tried to make her calm
''Shreya, media me Jo news aa rahi hai, uske hisab se, uski halat bahut najuk hai, doctors use bachane ki puri koshish kar rahe hain, par abhi kuch kaha nahi ja sakta.''
Shreya chewed her teeth in anger
''Wo bachna bhi nahi chahiye jigar, use jinda rehne ka koi hak nahi hai, maut to use milegi hi, lekin itni asaan maut nahi,...uski maut sirf mere hatho hogi... Sirf mere hatho..apni aankho ke samne marte huye dekhna chahti hu main use, Kaun se hospital me hai ye?''
Jigar was confused, he told her the hospital's name.
''Par tum kyun puch rahi ho shreya?''
Shreya looked at him with her wide black eyes.
''Hospital me ek nurse ki jarurat to hogi hi na jigar?''
Shreya asked with a mysterious grin. Jigar narrowed his eyebrows trying to understand her.
''Matlab, matlab tum? Tum waha nurse bankar use marne jaogi?''
Shreya looked at him and nodded in no
''Nurse to main hu hi na jigar, wo alag baat hai ki, aajtak in hatho se sirf logo ki seva ki hai, unki zindagi ko sawara hai, apne peshe ko dil se aur jajbato se nibhaya hai, lekin ab pehli baar is nurse ke hath uthenge, kisi ki jaan lene ke liye, kisi se uski saanso ko cheen lene ke liye, kisi ko zindagi cheenkar maut dene ke liye.''
Shreya said tightening her fist, her large eyes were clearly reflecting the fire of revenge in her heart. Jigar shook his head and came in front of her.
"Shreya, rohit sirf tumhara bhai hi nahi, mera bhi dost tha, mera bhi bhai jaisa tha, uski maut ka mujhe bhi utna hi gam hai jitna ki tumhe, aur uski maut ka badla lene me main tumhara pura sath dunga. Main tumhare sath hu.''
Shreya looked at him and then at Rohit's photograph.
''Jab tak main rohit ki maut ka badla nahi le leti, main uski tasveer par haar nahi chadhaungi. Aur na hi uski asthiyan visarjit karungi. ''
She fixed her gaze at daya's photograph published in the newspaper.
"Main chahti hu ki doctors tumhe bacha le, kyunki agar tum is blast ki wajeh se hospital me maroge to tumhe shaheed kaha jayega, Jo kehlane ka tumhe koi hak nahi hai, isliye main tumhe is blast ki wajeh se nahi Marne dungi, balki khud apne hatho se tumhe maut dungi. Main aa rahi hu inspector daya, tumhari maut bankar. Get ready to die." Said shreya in a firm voice, and crushed the piece of paper in her hand brutally.
.
.
.
A/N: Helloooo…. I am back , with a new Dareya fiction, but this time with a HATE STORY.
Toh kya sach me shreya ke bhai ko daya ne mara hai, ya phir ye sirf shreya ki galatfehmi hai , kisine jaan boojhkar daya ko fasaya hai aur asli khooni koi aur hai?
Shreya daya ko jaan se maar Dena chahti hai, apne bhai ki maut ka badla lene ke liye, kya wo sach me daya ko maar degi, ya phir kismat ko kuch aur manjoor hai?
Shreya ke dil me daya ke liye, sirf aur sirf nafrat hai. Kya shreya aur daya ki is hate story ke love story me badalne ke koi chances hain?
Agar Han, to kaise hoga shreya ko daya se pyar?
To know all that, stay tuned!
Abhirika will also be included in a supporting role.
see you all soon.. :-)
will update TBHML in a few days.
.
.
Aapki
Geet