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A thunder storm going on its peak...

Clouds are raining heavily...

Like they are showing their pain...

In the form of water drops...

Water covered everything on earth...

One couple passed away by saying...

" Lagta hai aj koi bht takleef main ...jbhi badal itni zor sy garaj rahy hain..."

A house hardly lighted...

Inside the house a man sitting of age early 45s...

Looking out side the heavily rain...

Blankly...?

His eyes are reddish... Swell...

But he is not crying...

Like someone soaked all water from his eyes...

He stand up from his chair...takes baby steps towards the window...

Rubbed his hand on foggy window ...

Smiled painfully...

Lost in aura of fairies...

Those drops of pains...

Melting me like rain...

Bhaiya : main na bara hokar parrot ( pilot ) banunga. ...

Another bro : turned in amazement ...sach daya tu barra hokar " parrot " ( stressing ) bany ga...

Daya : pat his own head ...with aley nai abhi bhaiya... Parrot nai wo jo inni bari si maline ( machine ) ko fly karaty hai na ...yoon...zoonnn..zonnnn...he float in the room like aeroplane...

Abhijeet : hayeeee bhagwan Polar Bear pilot ka parrot...bus bus chutku ziada jaan na laga main samajh gaya... Tujhy pilot bana hai...

Daya : smiles whole heartedly... With shaking his head in yes... Shout yeashhhhhhhh bhaiyaaaaaa...

Thunder storm ...

Take out the man from his euthopia ...

My intensified pangs of heart...

Sketch a new agony art ...

He smiles painfully...

Abhi Bhaiya kaaa ( kia ) hua apko bolo na...( a worried voice )

No response from other side...

Daya : jerk abhi with his full strength ...but in microseconds take away his hand with aeeeeee bhaiya kinnaaaaa ( kitna ) gam ( garam )...

Kaaa hua bhaiya ko...ans bhi nai daily ( dairahy )... Kaaaa kalun ( Karun )

Suddenly something strikes his chunna munna sa mind...

He ran away and after some time comes while handling a big glass of water in his small small palms...

He splashes all water on abhi...

With this abhi get some conscious...

Abhi : seeing worried face of chutku ...having tons of water ...said shhhh chutku...(While clearing his vision )...kuch nai hua bhaiya ko... Abhi thik hojaiga... Ye side drawer sy white box nikal k do mjhy...

Chutku : hurriedly followed the order... And after some troubles find out the white box...so give it to abhi...

Abhijeet : take out the required medicine ...and look here and there...

Daya : confusingly look at abhi ...and said kuch chaiya bhaiya apko...

Abhijeet : han wo pani...

Chutku : mum mum ( pani ) tu sala ( saara )mainy ap pl ( pr ) daldia...ap luko ( ruko ) bhaiya main mum mum abhi laya... Bush (bus ) 2 mins...

And ran away to fetch water...

After sometimes he come back with water...

Abhijeet : takes his medicine while daya try to give his nanhi munni si support...

My scratched memory... Gives a unique glory...

Water splashes on his face distrub his memory...

Window is open a little bit so rain water started falling over him...

Tu kahan hai chutku ...jbsy gaya hai ye ankhain Teri raah daikh rahi hain...

Mmmmmm Bhaiya main ye wala ...nai nai ye wala...nai ye wala... Phir ye wala lide .( ride ) bhi tu laina hai... Nai nai bhaiya main ye saly ( sary ) lide longa...

Abhijeet : smiling broadly seeing his chutku excitement...said haan haan mere polar bear ap is pooray play land k ride lai lijiaga ...but pehly kaunsa lide laina hai...

Chutku : ummmm ye wala bhaiya ( pointing at one direction )

Abhijeet : okay chutku main ticket lykar ata hon ...ap yahin khary rehna...kahin jana mat okay...

Chutku : yes boss ( makes saluting posture )

Abhijeet : rushed to take ticket while keeping eye on chutku...

Suddenly a clutter create... People started running here and there... In hurry... While shouting BOOM ..BOOM...there is a sea of people passing away...

Abhijeet : became tensed ...who is eyeing on chotu...because due to much crowd his focus on chotu distract...

He rushed to chutku last place... But chutku is now where...abhijeet started shouting madly chutku ...chutku...kahan hai... Tu... Daikh abhi bhaiya bula rahy hain... Unko dar lg raha hai...plz ajana...

Chutkuuuuuuuuu...

The shattered blood... Emerge a flood...

BOOMMMMMMMMM...( a loud voice...)

A thunder voice jerked abhijeet into reality...

Tu kahan chala gaya tha chotu ...kahan kahan nai dhoondha tujhy... Kabhi socha na tha tu aisy milyga... Aur jub mila tu aisy...

Ins daya reporting on duty sirrr...

Acp : welcome officer welcome to cid Mumbai ( hand shake )...meet my second in command officer... Abhijeet ..

Daya : hello Sir... My dream comes true of working with you... ( forward his hand )

Abhijeet : freezes at his place... Wohi awaz... Wohi naqsh... Wohi khusboo.. Wohi hansi... Wohi ankhon ki chamak...ye mera daya hai...ya meri nazar ka dhoka..

But he did not have any strong proof to proved his hypothesis...

So he smiles fakely and welcome daya...with

Abhijeet : welcome inspector daya ...hope you did your duty with full enthusiasm...

With passage of time abhijeet develops a little bond between him daya...

Later...

During an case investigation daya hit with a bullet in his arm...

Abhijeet : heart pinched badly ...

Abhijeet grabbed this golden chance...

Take daya to hospital...

And after first aid... He request Dr for DNA test of both daya and him...

Just to clarify his doubt...

One voice disturb his trails of thought...

Abhijeet babu kb tk yunhi khary rahaingy ...baith jaiya na...

Abhijeet : ( looking lost ) kaka yaad hai apko ajky din gaya tha wo... Kitna gussa kia... Pr meri aik dafa bhi nai sunni...mainy kitni dafa kaha mat jao pr woh chala gaya...kaka...chala gaya...

I curse my fate... Deserve your hate ...

Dna reports confirmed abhijeet hypothesis...

Abhijeet : is so much happy finally after long 23 years...he got back his brother...his chutku...

He calls daya but he didn't receive his phone so leave a message as...

Aj lunch sath karaingy daya...

Abhijeet : merrily entered into the house... And started taken out dayas childhood things... His toys...his clothes... His colours... Everything he secured like a precious diamonds...

Started arranging the memories of their childhood every where ...

Strange feelings are emerging from his heart...

So many questions are forming in his mind...

Will daya accept him...

Will his chutku be back...

Will his chutku forgive his abhi...

How his chutku reacted after getting this news...

And he is jerking his thoughts as koi nai wo mera chutku hai... Main usy mana lunga...mera chutku apny abhi k bagair nai reh Sakta hai... Pata nai itny saal kahan tha mera polar bear... Kaisy raha hoga apny abhi k bagair...mjhy maaf kardy ga na mera polar bear...lunch main kia banaon...bachpan main tu palak paneer pasand tha... Abhi bhi hoga wohi banata hon...

At lunch time...

Bell ringed ...

Tring tring tring...

Abhijeet happily opened the door with chutku...

Daya : freezes with this call...( he is looking astonished )

Abhijeet : ( ignoring the amazement ) ao daya andar ao... And forcefully take him inside...

Daya : glance at the house... So many familiar toys... Clothes colours.. Books are scattered every...

He feels some connection with these things...

Some negative appeared infront of his eyes...

One voice : calling him chutku... ( with full of love )

Abhijeet : who is observing days reaction... Call him aloud... As dayaaaaa...

Daya : j..jeee sir...kuch kaha apny...

Abhijeet :han wo main keh raha tha lunch karlain...

Daya : jee sir...

Abhijeet : phir chalo table pr...

Daya : nodes...

At table...

Abhijeet : serving to daya with ye palak paneer tu lo daya tumhain pasand hai naaaa...

Daya : who is eating rice... Coughed badly...

Abhijeet : panicked... Chutku ...dehan kahan hai tumhara ...bachpan main bhi aisa hi karta tha... Adat gai nai abhi tk huhhhh...

While forwarding a glass of water...

Daya : drinks some quantity of water... After some times he fell better...

He asked ap mjhy chutku kun keh rahy... Aur yeh bacchpan ka kya chakkar hai sir...( confusingly )

Abhijeet - thought its best time to talk... So started casually.. With daya apka koi family member hai kia yahan Mumbai main...

Daya : straightly...sir I m an orphan...

( he don't know why he is telling his senior about his past ...but feeling an unknown.. Un named connection...)

Abhijeet : heart squeezed badly... With the word " oprphan "...and he open up...

He said daya tum orphan nai ho ...mere bhai ho...

Ye daikho reports... Chaho tu khud test karalo...

He stop to see daya's reaction...

Daya : his face is blank and cold like ice...

Abhijeet : continue bachpan ki ghalti ko tum pata nai maaf karpao ya nai chutku... But aik baar mjhy hug karlo... Meri ankhain taras gai hain tumhain daikhny ko... Aik baar galy lagalo...plz...

Daya : stand up with a jerk... And said main chalta hoon sir...

Abhijeet : chutku ab bhi jaiga tu mjhy chor kar 23 saal ki ye dori kia kum hai... Plz mat jana mjhy chor k...( he pleaded )

Daya : ( shouted with extreme pain ) nai hain ap mere bhai nai hain...sunna apny... Mera koi nai hai smjhy ap... Nafrat hai mjhy apsy... Nafrat...

And he rushed outside while crying heavily...

Abhijeet : shouted in tears... Dayaaaaaaa mat jaanaaaa plzzzz. .chutkuuuu...

Love - hate had own war...

Pain - happiness have their own chore...

But you are my brother...

From my heart core...!

A crushing voice jerked abhijeet...

He ran towards the source of voice...

Guys I m not so good in writing stories... So thought to just finished my pending story and vanished...

But dodo request me too write a dodo story so dodo its for only on your request...

The poem is written by me...

Kaisa hai ye chapter ...can I continue this or not...

Plz r n r