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Author's Note: Hello, Salaam and Namaste!

How is your life getting on? I wish that you might prosper (Amen) I'm back after a quite long time, almost half a year. But now as I'm back, I'll update regularly.

People have been following my story "Yeh Ishq Haaye." And I have got my PMs regarding that, all saying to update it. I am sorry guys, I am discontinuing that story as I was feeling difficult to handle two couples (Abhijeet and Tarika) and (Rajat and Purvi) together.

This fiction has Rajat and Purvi as a couple, though others are present but I might not show their love life, sorry! I am sorry for AbhiRika fans but I'll start one for them as soon as I get time.

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Shashank Kumar

Retired Special Task Force Commander. Has a habit of reading newspaper every day. Loves his two sons and two daughters very much. He has cardiovascular problems and has had one heart stroke in the past. He likes to spend his most time with his friend Retired STF Captain Sumeet Ahluwalia.

Varsha Kumar

Wife of Shashank Kumar. A loving mother who is always busy to find perfect bride and groom for her children. Love to cook for her family.

Abhijeet Kumar

Eldest son of Mr. Shashank Kumar. A dutiful officer and an obedient son. Full of anger and arrogance. Respects the women at top. Engaged to Dr. Tarika Musale.

Aliya Kumar nee Raghavan

Second daughter of Mr. Shashank Kumar. An architecture by profession. She is married to Rahul Raghavan. The couple has a 10 year old son Shishir Raghavan.

Rahul Raghavan

An orphan who was raised in Child Care Centers. Now he has his own house, a business set-up and his family on his own efforts. He loves his wife more than anything. He allowed his inner child to come out when he is with his son Shishir.

Shishir Raghavan

Son of Mr. and Mrs. Raghavan. He studies in class V. he is not only a good student but a good athlete too. He is best swimmer and basket-ball player. Always tops the class.

Rajat Kumar

Third son of Mr. Shashank Kumar. A dutiful officer and an obedient son. Obsessed with spending time alone. Attached with his nephew Shishir Raghavan. Though he looks serious man but is a fun loving guy in real.

Juhi Kumar

Youngest daughter of Mr. Shashank Kumar. She is studying Aerospace Engineering from ICE. Being the youngest, she is pampered by all. Her weakness are Cappuccino, Ice-cream and Pink Color.

Sumeet Ahluwalia

Retired Special Task Force Captain. He is not only Shashank's best friend but both share a brotherly bonding. Sumeet has lost his wife and elder daughter in a mishap. After he lost his family due to terrorist attack, he resigned. Now he has only one younger daughter named Jay Nandani Ahluwalia.

Jay Nandani Ahluwalia

The only daughter of Sumeet Ahluwalia. She is the director of Fashion Icon's, one of the leading Fashion Brands of India. She secretly loves Rajat Kumar as they both have grown up together. But she never expressed her feelings to anyone.

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Story

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"Rajat we are getting late. Juldi kro." Abhijeet said from the car.

Rajat came running tying his watch on his wrist, "Sorry bhai! Dad ko tablets deni thein." He sat in the passenger seat and both drove off to the Crime Investigation Department Bureau. They entered the bureau. The clock showed time was 07: 45 am. Still fifteen minutes to start the work day. They were always early for work and sometimes late ones to leave.

For every man, homeland is mother.

Soon the day started. At about 9: 15 in the morning, DCP Chitrole also came with ACP Pradyuman. Mostly he would be at the Head Quarters. Every officer was asked to assemble in the conference room.

"So gentlemen this is our mission. If you notice that our suspicion is right, call for the forces and DO NOT take action alone. We care for your safety." DCP Chitrole said while showing them slides on a projector.

ACP Pradyuman, "one of our officers is already working as teacher in the Primary School located there. She has been collecting evidence for almost a year. She has confirmed of some strange disappearing of villagers and mid-night movement at back of river near it. She'll remain in disguise but you can meet her as she is also a city woman gone to village for purpose of educating the villagers. " He further said, "For this mission, we have chosen Inspector Rajat Kumar. Please step forward Mr. Kumar!"

Rajat stood up and walked to ACP. ACP handed him the case file and wished him luck.

"I hope you will never let us down. Jay Hind!" DCP said.

Rajat saluted and said, "Jay Hind sir!"

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Rajat came home to collect some of his clothes. He directly when to his room, packed his suitcase and went to his parent's room. They were asleep! He took their blessings and drone to his new destination, Village Surya Nagar located at about fifty miles from Mumbai

It was ten hours long ride which was also not very comfortable. From Mumbai to Surya Nagar, the path was not paved and bumpy. By reaching Surya Nagar he was quite a mess.

Villagers are very hospitable, loving, caring and hard-working.

As he reached the village, a bunch of children gathered around him. Why not? He was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, googles on, a Lava suitcase and a DSLR in hand. Yes, he was sent to this village as a photographer.

The head of the village was Surinder Singh. He was sitting under the great Oak tree located in the cente of the village. He wore a neat white Kameez and Lungi. Rajat was taken to them. The villagers had gathered around as this village was so backward that only a few people from cities came there.

"Namaste chacha jee." Rajat said, folding his hands in devine bliss.

"Jeete raho beta! Iss gao me kahe aye ho?" Surinder singh asked.

Rajat replied, "Jee me ekk photographer, mera mtlb he me ekk chitrkaar hun. Or me qudraat ki tasweerein banana ayah un yaha. Or gao to qudrat ki sab se bari nishani hote hen."

"Wah beta! Bohat ache soch hai tumhari." He said to rajat and called a person, "Ayeeee Murli … Kaha hai tu."

A villager came running from the crowd. "Aya sarkaar! Hokum Karen."

"Yeh shahri babu hen. In ko haveli ka sab se bahriya kamre me le jao or han in k khane peene ka bhi bandubast kro." Surinder said.

"Jo hokum Sarkar!" he said and took Rajat's bag.

"Ap rehne dejiye. Me utha lug a." Rajat said.

Murli replied, "Nahi beta. Ap is gao k mehmaan ho. Or mehmaano ki sewa hamara dharam he."

"Wah kaka! Beta bhi bolte hein or mehmaan bhi kehte hen." Rajat said.

"Arre beta …" Murli was about to say something but Rajat crossed him, "Kaka ap ko pakarna hi he to yehi chota bag ap pakariye or bara wala me pakru ga."

Rajat settled in the room. It was twilight of evening. He was presented the best village food, Makai ki rooti, saag and lassi.

Rajat was a friendly person. He, soon, made a place in the heart of people. Even the fact that it was his first evening in the village. After some chit chat, Rajat went back to his room.

"Tomorrow I'll meet the other officer." Rajat thought. He took the file and opened for her details.

Code name: Mansi Ojha

Designation: Inspector

"No photograph!" he exclaimed. "Let's sleep then."

Saying this Rajat went to sleep.

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