A/N : My first try. Was a bit nervous and so, can only manage this much in one go.
Please read the story and do tell how is it. Even if you dislike, please convey. Will wait for the reviews :).
As soon as Innova stopped and the person on the passenger seat descended, an uneasiness in the environment, internal as well as external, could be felt by the chauffer sitting inside and continuously looking at the image which was going away from him. He continued this feat for some more time and then bobbing his head sideways in dejection, he shifted his gaze back to the front and ignited the engine which spluttered for few seconds before roaring and finally, propelling the vehicle. The man who was treading, rather dragging himself, after realising his friend's departure turned back, sighed deeply and sadly and said, "I am sorry Daya. I am trying my friend but it is becoming more and more difficult for me every passing moment to comprehend the situations and fathom the happenings. I can't get over that loss. I need some time, (in a very low tone) probably my entire lifetime." And moved on.
He pushed open the door after unlocking it and entered inside the house, which was once a home with shrieks of laughter and lively voices resonating the now turned dull and lifeless walls. After scanning the living room, he made his way to the kitchen from where some very feeble clashing noises were coming. As he reached he could find an aged man putting the utensils on the designated racks. He moved forward and poured himself a glass of water and started drinking it slowly, he was sipping actually, while being in some other world. A shaking and fumbling but experienced voice made him snap out of the thoughts as, "Aa gaye beta? Tumhara hi intezar kar raha tha. Hath dho lo jake. Main khana laga deta hoon."
Man : Nahin Kaka, rehne dijiye. Main kha kar aaya hoon. With this he started towards his room but stopped all of a sudden and said, "Apne dawayi li?"
Kaka (stamping his hand on his head) : Are, woh to bhool hi gaya. Pata hi nahin...he stopped realising the constant stare that was meant for his carelessness and hanged his head down.
Man : (while tearing off the tablet leaf) Kyon ap apna bilkul khayal nahin rakhte hain? Khansi hai, kal bukhar bhi tha. Kaha tha ki yeh sab mat karna lekin, khair, yeh ligiye (forwarding the tablet and a glass of water to him) aur ab jakar so jaiyye. Ye sab main kar loonga.
Kaka : Lekin tum...
Man : Kaka, please. [Kaka began to leave without any further arguments as he knew that it would be of no use, when a hesitant voice stopped him as...] w..o..h...woh main puch raha tha k..i..
Kaka (replied instantly knowing well what would be the question to him) : Woh tumhara intezar karte karte so gaya. Wahan sofe par hi so gaya tha, woh to main hi kamre mein lekar gaya.
Man : Hmm..Khana khaya?
Kaka : Haan, lekin badi mushkil se. Keh raha tha ki tum ayoge toh tumhare sath hi khayega.
Man (smiling ruefully) : Haan, kaha tha ki aj jaldi aa jayunga lekin ek high profile case aa gaya aur main phir late ho gaya. (taking deep breath) Main kabhi uski khwaishein puri nahin kar paunga. Isliye keh raha tha ki
Kaka : Nahin, kabhi nahin. (meaningfully) Use khaishein nahin tumhari zarurat hai. Agar wo yahan se gaya toh sab bikhar jayega, sab. Woh bhi, tum bhi aur yeh ghar bhi.
Man : (sadly) Bikharne ke liye kuch bacha hi kahan hai, kaka. Sab kuch toh khatam sa hi lagta hai.
Kaka : (keeping his hands on his shoulders) Main zyada kuch toh nahin kahunga Abhijeet, lekin bas yeh kahunga ki kabhi kabar apne nahin apne bachchon ke liye jeena padta hai, nayi shuruwaat karni padti hai aur apne hoton par muskurahat lani padti hai.
Abhijeet : Jaanta hoon Kaka. Koshish kar raha hoon. Lekin ab yeh zindagi bemaani si lagti hai. (teary angry eyes) Nafrat hoti hai apne ap se. Woh din bhulaaye nahin bhulaaya jata. Phir[...and his throat chocked. He was trying his best not to let his brimming eyes flow. He took two deep sighs in order to compose himself. And then continued...] Bahut raat ho gayi hai Kaka, aap so jaiyye. Main bhi yeh sab samet kar room mein hi ja raha hoon.
Kaka nodded and left the place. After doing the chores, he entered inside his room and smiled through tears seeing that tiny and slender figure sleeping peacefully under the blanket. Some thoughts instantly made their way into his mind but he, shaking his head slightly, took the towel from the cupboard and entered the washroom. Splashing water on his face and then wiping the wet face with his hands only, he looked at his own reflection into the mirror that was mocking him. Every time he looks himself into this one sided painted glass, he imprecates his own self, curses his decision to move on in life and pities on his helplessness. And this time also, it was no different. But he has to control his emotions for the person who is always there wanting his presence around. And thus, he opted for a warm water bath to relax his nerves and after massaging his body for about half an hour with this soothing liquid, he came out and laid beside his boy.
Moving his fingers inside his hairs, he murmured, making sure of no disturbance to his sleep, "Pata nahin Tarika main humare bete ko kya jawab dunga tumhare bare mein jab woh mujhse sawal karega. Mujhme itni himmat nahin hai ki main isse face kar sakun aur sari sachayi bata sakun. Har pal is dar mein guzarta hai ki kahin yeh bhi na mujhe chhod kar chala jaye, tumhari tarah..." He was deep into the dreamland that wasn't soothing but disturbing. That was a place no less than a grave, intensely gloomy and lending nothing other than pain and agony to this man of pure heart, tough intellect and strong physique.
He didn't know when he released himself nto the lap of sleep and closed his eyes to open them the next day so that they can visualise the new happenings of the coming day.
A/N : So, how was it? Please tell if I should continue or not! :D