Hi friends , how are you all?
I am here with hatke ABHIRIKA two shots.
Let's start .
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it was not any ordinary day in CID bureau , as the environment was filled up with unknown tension . Purvi and Pankaj had fixed their eyes on the screen ,not to miss any unwanted movement .
daya had a file in his hands and he was going through the compiled information again and again was anxious while getting no minor clue . he finally , threw the file a side .
"Han , Daya kya pata chala? "... a desperate voice echoed in the bureau , alerting all about his arrival . ACP entered inside the bureau hurriedly , Daya dragged himself unwillingly towards him with lowered head .
Acp raised his voice , his eyebrows shrunk with the hint of reply – Daya? ...
Daya looked up – "Sorry Sir, humari har koshish ke bawjood abhi tk kuch pta nhi chala."
Acp grumbled while inserting his both hands inside his coat's pockets - "Tum samaz rhe ho , aaj pure 7 din hone aye hei , Aur hume Abhijeet ki itni si khabar bhi nhi .wo kaha hei ? .. kesa hei ? .. kuch bhi khabar nhi . do you get it? .. woh jese hawa me gayab ho gya hei . ( suddenly his voice trembled ) ... pta nhi zinda hei bhi ya ? "
"sir? ...please . Abhijeet sir thik hoge" ... a sudden trembling interruption came .
Acp rolled his eyes at Freddy – "oh! Really , kis bina pr bo lrhe ho ? .. kuch sabot mila ?"
Daya gathered some courage – "sir , Abhijeet jis din se gayab hua hei , uss dinse lekar , aja tk ki har ek activity pr hum nazar rkhe hue hei ."
Acp – "And what about ...?"
Before he complete his sentence , other middle aged man rushed entered the bureau .
" Pradyuman ! ... ( his eyes were searching for him ) ... Tarika ka kuch pta chala ?" ... his eyes had hope.
Acp meaningfully gazed Daya - "Salunkhe ! ... relax ! .. kuch nhi hua hei use , woh thik hogi . hum dhund rhe hei na Tarika ko?" ... placing hand on Doctors shoulder ,Acp took him to one of the chairs ... "baith" ... he said in commanding tone .
Dr. Salunkhe took the seat while noticing expressions of his face – "tum logon ko abhi tk uska kuch bhi pta nhi chala na? ...char din ho gye yar, bachhi ka pta nhi chal rha ". ... his voice was shivering with unknown fear.
Acp squeezed his shoulder gently .
Dr continued without looking at him ... "uss rat , lab se ghar jane ke liye nikli aur fir ? .. tabse uska kuch pta nhi chala rha, yar" ... suddenly his voice raised ..." yeh sab uss ... uss... Abhijeet ki wajhse ho rha hei ."
Daya – "sir , isme Abhijeet ka kya kasoor ?"
Dr shouted at him - "tum toh chup hi rho ... usike dost ho "... Acp silenced Daya through his eyes .
Doctor turned to Acp – "tumhara woh inspector jabse lapta hei , meri bachhi pareshan thi . na woh Abhijeet uski life me ata aur na hi uske sath esa kuch hota ."
Acp tried to calm him down – dekh Salunkhe , Tarika ke liye hum sab bhi pareshan hei .. jaldi hi uska bhi pta chal jayega . humari koshish jari hei .
Same time Rajat entered and stopped seeing the tension in the environment ... Acp asked through eyes and he nodded negatively . All sighed .
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Scene shift.
A deserted house at a small island , situated somewhere in the middle of the vast sea .
Inside that house ,
The man in exhausted condition , his hands tied to the arms of the wooden chair with rope and legs with each other , his head hung at one side . his face had marks of bruises and one of his closed eyes was swollen . dried blood stains left their marks on the corner of his lips .
His shirt was tore at every possible place , and was at short to hide blue – black beating marks over his body.
"Aah! "... his neck slightly lifted .. and immediately dangled due to pain.
Some moments passed , and again he lifted his neck feebly . resting it to the headrest of the chair . he waited to breath . forcefully his one of the eyes opened while another remained ajar.
It was not work of less than ten minutes but finally He composed himself , his vision ran over the place , only a dim bulb was lighting it up , a small air closed room with least things , a water pot at one corner , folding table adjoining to it and the opposite wall with color peeled out had a calendar hung , showing the same ongoing month . some red ink faint cross marks? .. he blinked his lashes to clear the blurry scene . and now it grew clear . red cross marks were done on some specific dates on the very next page . his sharp mind noticed it , the marks began from 2nd of this month and last dated cross marked was 8th date . he stressed his brain , "2nd date?" ... the very same date when he was hit and fell unconscious, he probably was kidnapped ob the same date .
"Oh! ".. he rested head back again and closed his eyes . the dizziness started occupying his consciousness . he winced trying to fist his fingers , the unbearable pain raised in his head ,
A scene flushed before his eyes ,
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Two men were standing opposite to each other at the corner of a cliff , he could recognized one of them easily, wearing blue jeans , blue checked shirt and a brown coat , his signature mark, it was himself , he was pointing a gun on the next person who was facing his back to the deep valley , he was completely exhausted , unarmed and was carefully stepping behind , without removing his gaze from the gun in his hand . that person said something and in reply , he pressed the trigger , the bullet shot and hit him at the side of his arm he stumbled , next shot grabbed the exact aim and penetrate his chest at the centre .
"Aaah!" ... a scream echoed in the valley , stumbling back ,his hand pressed his chest from where blood was oozing out , he forwarded his other hand to him but the next moment , his leg slipped off the cliff and before he could do anything , his body was floating on the air ,
He fell in the vast jungle , His scream remained echoing in the air for more time .
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He kept his gun back in the coat's pocket , and same time heard ringing sound , he pulled out his cell ... checking the caller ID. he picked it up .
"Han , Purvi ! bolo "...
Mein ek kamse bahar aya hun ...
"Thik hei, mei adhe ghante me bureau pahunchta hun" ...he hung up the call and with out looking back , moved to the car .
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Flash back ends .
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"Pani ! "... his dried , torn lips slightly flipped but words didn't utter.
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His breathing became uneven and shallow . bringing in his body and mind . again some memories flipped before his closed eyes .
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Flash back two .
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He overlook that ware house again , no movements , no human signs , ... "muze usne yaha kiyun bulaya hoga ? "
He remembered , that his khabri informed him about some illegal activities in that specific ware house , and called him there . suddenly his sharp ears sensed some movements behind him , he turned back but was late to react .
And a shadow overpowered him from behind , before he could pull out his gun , someone hit back side of his head hardly ... pain arouse in his mind , he held his head tight with both his hands . he felt , the place was whirling around him. darkness started gathering around him . and he fell down .
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Flash back ends .
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He effortlessly tried to move but didn't move only his chair produce a creaking noise.
Ssssh! ... A moan escaped . he looked at his right hands wrist , the rope tying his hand to the arm of the chair was piercing in the flesh of his wound and fresh blood started oozing out . he carefully noticed that swollen area of his wrist where some minute blue marks were present . they had similarity like injection marks.
Injection ? ... par muze koi injection kiyun de rha hoga ? ... Suddenly it clicked in his mind .
Drugs ?... Probably yes . ... That's why he didn't recall any of the memories of last some days .
And this dizziness, heaviness of head , all are the aftermath of these drugs running in his blood .
He vigorously shook his head to remove that heaviness. And again his gaze grabbed by the calendar .
Shayad , ho sakta hei , Mein yaha uss dinse quid hun ... Par yeh kon hei jinhone muze pakadke rkha hei ? shayad CID ke koi dushman ? ... Kya chahte hei woh muzse ? ... He was still trying to search answer for these questions and suddenly a sound of latch opening was heard .
The door blew opened , and someone was forcefully pushed inside , he / she stumbled entered inside and the door closed behind . the man blinked his eyes several times to take a keen look at the person laying on dusty floor in black cloths . A girl ! ... He wondered .
A sobbing sound heard when She was removing the hair from her face , she looked back at the banged door.
He exclaimed ... Tarika?...
She jerk looked up at him ... Fear and pain on Her face changed into shock and den in unexpected surprise cum happiness . some how , she managed to get up and rushed to him .
Words came out excitedly ... Abhijeet ! ... Tum ? ... Leaning over his body , she hugged him ... Abhijeet ! humne tumhe Kaha kaha nhi dhunda ?
Her one hand was on his cheek and another moved over his chest and then arm unstopping... Tum thik ho ? ... Yeh khoon ?... Bahot Mara kya inn darindo ne?...
T..Tarika! ... Pani ! ... He requested .
Pani ?... Ruko ... Mein dekhti hun ... She ran her vision around in the room and found water pot kept in one corner .
She stood and headed towards the pot . filled the glass with water and came to him.
Lo ... Pi lo ! ... She brought the glass closer to his mouth and her other hand gave support to his head from behind .
He closed his eyes when water started dripping in his food tube. That cool feeling realized him , how dried and sour his throat was !
OK ! ... She asked while removing the glass away from his lips and kept it down on floor.
Hmm... His weak reply came.
Abhijeet ! ... She called his name again and leaned down to untie the knot of rope .after struggling for few minute she succeeded to freed his both hands . and then legs too.
Khade ho paoge ? ... She asked while offering support to his shoulders . he grasped both the arms of chair with his hands and rooted his feet on floor . then slowly he got up .
Sambhal ke ! ... She tighten her grip around his shoulder . and placed his hand on her own shoulder . After some time , his shaking legs stabilized and he sighed .
Tarika too flashed a small satisfied smile.
Tarika tum yaha kese ? ... He questioned.
Tumhare gayab hone ke char din bad , mei rat ko labse ghar wapas lout rhi thi aur meri gadi ke samne kuch log aaye .mere puchne se phlehi mere muh par rumal lga hua tha aur chloroform ki strong smell se mera hosh chale gye . .. She answered .
Pta nhi kitne din behosh thi aaj hosh aya toh ek boat pr thi fir yaha par layi gyi ... She stopped , unknown fear again appeared in her eyes .
He removed his hands from Her shoulders and held her arm .slowly turning her facing him .
Inn logone tumhe Torture kiya ?... His finger softly touched her cheekbone a red swelling was visible there .Tarika had tear brimming up in her eyes , she hugged him ... Muze bahot dar lg rha hei , Abhijeet ... Yeh log kuch bhi kr sakte hei ... Kuch bhi...
Don't worry , mein tumhare sath hun , mere hote hue koi tumhe hat tk nhi laga sakta ... he assured her softly .
Sach ? Her face lit up and quickly overshadowed with the same fear .
He separated from her and went near the closed window , gave a blow to it but no effect . he checked the room again .any place , any crack available to escape. Tarika was keenly watching him ...
Koi fayda nhi ... she said .
He shot a questioning look and she explained ... Yeah jagha samundar ke bicho bich hei , Charo tarfse gahra samunder hei ... Woh log jb muze yaha laye the tb ankhopr patti bandhi hone ke bawjood itna samaz aya ki muze samundar me kafi andar tk laya gya hei .
Par , yahase nikalne ka try to kr sakte hei na? ... His replied hopefully running his eyes over the place .
Tum nhi samaz rhe , yaha ka samunder sharks se bhara hua hei . tair ke Jana bhi Jan ke sath juwa khelne jesa hei... She was completely shattered.
He glanced her , who had already gave up .
Ab Hume koi nhi bacha Sakta... tearsstarted flowing from her eyes .
He came to her , cupped her face ... Meri taraf dekho, Tarika . .. Mei tumhe kuch nhi hone dunga . I love you . ..and he pecked her fore head .
She was surprised on his sudden confession .
Han, mein tumhe bahot pyar krta hun . bahot jyada ... Kisi aur se bhi jyada ... he said peeping in her eyes .
Yeah ab bol rhe ho jbki mout samne khadi hei ... She asked with anxiety.
Tarika! Jbse tumhe phli bar dekha tbhi pyar ho gya tha ... Bas kbhi izhar nhi kr paya .
Her tears made their way down her cheeks .
He wiped them gently and kissed her eyes .
Tumhare sath jeene ki tamanna thi , tabhi toh ... And he stopped .
Mein tumhare sath hun , tarika. Mout tumhari taraf badhe , issue phle use mei gale lga lunga...
Sach ?... Her amazed words ... Itna pyar krte ho muzse?
Han bahot jyada , tumhare liye apni Jan bhi dunga ... He replied in dreamy tone... She slowly separated from him and stepped back.
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Wohi toh chahti hun mei ! ... Tumhari Jan!... He couldn't believe his ears .
Tarika! ... He bearely uttered.
Kiyun ? Kya hua?... Abhi toh mere liye apni Jan deneko ready the na? ...fir kya hua?... Tarika asked in blank tone.
What? ... Yeh tum bol rhi ho?...he was completely shocked .
Han mein bol rhi hun. .. ( stressing each word ) ... Muze tumhari jann chahiye.
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Ohh! toh mera shak sahi nikla , tum mere sath khel khel rhi thi?.. he asked in hurt voice ,
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khel mei nhi tum khel rhe ho, mere sath , apne colleagues ke sath , ACP sir ke sath aur CID ke sath ,... tarika moved back .
Cid ki pith piche tum kya krte ho ? Kin logose milte ho ? Sab pta hei muze .
Cid officer ka toh sirf mukhouta hei , tumhari asliyat toh kuch aur hi hei , she was contempt.
His expressions too started changing .
Mein Tumhare iss khel ko pehchan gyi hun aur ab use bas anjam de rhi hun .
Abhijeetwas irritated - Bas kro Tarika ...CID ! .. CID! .. CID ! ... Kya diya hein CID ne muze ? ... sirf 2 time ki roti ...
Tarika - yeh tum bol rhe ho? .. jiska wajood hi CID se hein.
Abhijeet - bas nam se kya hota hein ? ... par ab muze sab mil gya hein .
Yeh CID wale yehi deserve krte hei , woh ACP ? .. Use aur uski CID ka mei jaldi hi namo nishan mita dunga.
Tarika - Mat bhulo , mei bhi usi CID ka ek hissa hun ...
Abhijeet stepped near her - Tarika ! bas thode hi din ! ... mera kam ho jaye toh Hum dono yahase khi durr chale jayenge ... I really love you very much .
Tarika moved back again - Agar zinda bache tohi bhag paoge na ?
Abhijeet was surprised - Kon marega muze ?
Mein ! .. she replied firmly .
Tum ? ... a small unbelievable smile came over his lips .
Han mein ,.. and she tapped her sole of her right shoe down on floor , a gap opened and something came out . in a fraction of blink , she bend down and swiftly removed it .
He could see a dagger in her hand with a shiny , sharp blade .
Tarika ! ... He wasted time and taking advantage she pounced upon him , he didn't realize when he tasted the dust on floor . the dagger was coming swiftly towards him , still he managed to balance and gripped her raised hand .
They were struggling hard to get hold of dagger . she made one more try to stab him but this time he was very alert , he overcome the attack . and immediately went behind her , his hand grasped her wrist that was holding the dagger and twisted it to her back , she growled and then pain started gathering in her beautiful eyes as he apply more presser on her wrist , twisting it harder . finally her grip loosen and dagger fell from her hand , he quickly tossed it at the other corner of the room and in a rage , he pushed her towards the opposite wall . she couldn't control her self and stumbled her head hit hard against the wall, a shrill escaped from her mouth and she collapsed down.
His wide eyes noticed a red wet line coming down with her head .
Tarika! ... He cried and ran to her who was laying in the floor .
He came on his knees and took her face in his hand , her fore head had a fresh wound and blood appeared around it . he hugged her tight
Tarika ! Yeah kya ho gya muzse ? ... And he tried to support by shoulder But she refused his hand and looked other side.
Tum janti nhi mein tumse kitna pyar krta hun , tumhare chehre par dag bhi lag jaye muze achha nhi lgta aur yeh jakhm ? ...
he cupped her chin with one hand harshly . ..she felt pain but didn't look up at him .
Abhijeet forced her to look at him - kiyun nhi pyar kr sakti muzse?
Tarika tried to remove his hand - iska jawab tum jante ho.
Abhijieet - Mein tumhe duniya me sabse jyada pyar krya hun, Deewana hun tumhara , fir bhi tum? .. he sounded hurt .
TArika replied - Mein tumse pyar nhi krti , na hi kbhi krungi, fir jo chahe kr lo.
he pulled him self back from her , and stood up . pulling his own hair in frustration , he shouted on her .
mere sath nhi chal sakti, ...
muzde pysr nhi kr sakti , ...
fir meIn kya kru ? ... par mein toh tumse hi pyar krta hun na? ... his voice was soft and convincing .
huhh! .. he let out a long sigh .
par , ab toh mein tumhe chodkr ja bhi nhi sakta ... she realized his weird tone .
his eyes had a tinge of craziness , bringing his face closer to her , he said - tumhe mere bareme sab pta joh chal gaya hein ...
he moved back , kya kru ? ... kya kru? ... she could see him tapping on table restlessly ... and her eyes remained widened when he brought his right hand that was behind , before him , she shocked to see a gun in his hand , immediately her hand checked her pant's heap pocket , she growled .
tilting his head a little , he chuckled . his eyes had a different shine, a crazy glitter ... slowly smile on his face converted into small laugh and then he started laughing maniacally ...
kya dhund rhi ho ? ... she didn't reply .
ise ? .. showing gun in his hand he asked.
she still remain silent starring him constantly , but her mind started working speedily , he must have pulled it out her heap pocket when she stumble and fell and he came to support .
suddenly her gaze fell at the corner ,
meri gun ? ...she moved a bit towards that corner .
par ab yeh meri hei ... he replied aiming it to her .
kya kroge ? maroge muze? ... shooting next question she kept on moving in the same direction .
han , mar bhi sakta hun ... Abhijeet spun the gun in one finger .
toh maro ... demanding so , she swooped on that thing in corner , grabbing it in one hand , she rolled her body towards him .
he screamed with wide eyes , when she hopped on her feet .. Tarika !.. he again pointed gun at her .
but it was too late , she was already on her feet next to him at hands distance . ..
hilo mat warna goli aarpar ho jayegi ... his false warning didn't affect her .
grasping the dagger tightly in hand , she brought her left leg behind her body and leaned ahead ... maro ... agar tum muze nhi maroge toh mere hatho tuhari mout yakinan hei ... the point of dagger was touching lower side of his chin .
suddenly they heard sound of engine of motor boat roaring towards that place ...
Tarika - CID !
Abhijeet - cid ? ... hahaha ... ab toh har taraf se tumhari hi har hei .
Reading question in her eyes , he continued .
agar tum mar jati ho toh meIn sabko bol dunga ki tum bik chuki ho aur tumne muzpr hamla kiya toh majbooran muze goli chalani pdi .. aur ek Senior insp. ki bat pe shak kon kr Sakta hei bhala ...
par mein tumhe dusra option deta hun .. CID ke age muh mat kholo , bas cuip rho ... mein unhe bol dunga ki Hume yaha criminals ne bandhak bnakr rkha tha . koi doubt nhi krega ... aur fir thode hi dino bad hum yahase furrrrrrr.
Tarika didn't say any thing but her hand slowly came down in dilemma.
Taking it as her assent , Abhijeet became careless .
yeh hui na bat ... he was so overjoyed and in that excitement his hand holding gun went down , grabbing the chance, her grip at the dagger became tighter . she swiftly moved closer to him ...
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same time, the boat was cautiously moving towards shore ..
purvi – sir, humare informetion me according Tarika ko issi jagha rkha hei ...
before any one could reply . they heard a shrill .
aah ! ...
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the boat was few meters away from the shore ...
daya - sir, kisike chikh ne ki awaz ayi ...
Acp coming forward replied - kahi Tarika ? kahi Hume der toh nhi ho gyi. ...
All were helplessly looking at the house in tension which coming closer .
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In side the house .
Abhijeet looked at her face in disbelief that was just few inches away from him and then lowered his gaze . her hand was touching his stomach and only her fist grasping on the handle was visible . she abruptly rolled it and her fist got slacked in his blood ... the gun in his hand fell weakly down and he tried to grip her shoulder with that hand but she stepped back , removing the dagger and the next moment, it again plunged in his upper stomach ... his eyes widened and blood started gathering in them ... holding his stomach with both his hands he stumbled back ... again forwarded his hand to her but failed to grip her ... and slowly he collapsed down .
dhokha ! .. dhokha diya TT ttumne ... words came from his mouth very weakly ...
huh ... she grinned cruelly ... nahi ! ... tumhare dhokhe ka badla liya mene ... tumhe mar kr muze koi afsos nhi hei ... tumhari mout me hi kisiki zindagi hei ...
he tried to smile but pain arose in his body .. aah ... whimper escaped and his iris climbed up.
par tumhe muz jesa deewana kbhi nhi milega ...... he collapsed back . taking support of wall , he started sliding down .
unknowingly Tarika ran to him , she held him by arms . he smiled weakly on her concern. Her eyes too had pain .
janti ho! ... mein tumhe badi asani se mar sakta tha par meine eisa nahi kiya ? .. mene tumse joh pyar kiya hei wesa koi nhi kar sakta.
Realizing something ,she moved back but he gripped her blood stained wrist .
Tumne muze Mara , dukh nhi hei par mere pyar ko nhi samzi , jate hue yehi khalish jarur rhegi ... T.. tarika ... and his hand slipped down , with shine in his eyes leaving him.
Tarika stayed rooted on her place , starring him with tears in her eyes freeze .
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the door bang opened and cid team entered ,
Daya yelled looking at the lifeless body laying in the centre - ABHIJEET !
and he rushed to him .
others looked here and there and spotted her sitting in one corner resting her head to wall , her both hands down on ground on either side of her body , blood stains on her shirt and her face and she was starring at his body without blinking her eyes ... purvi went to her and kept her hand on her shoulder .
Daya checked his pulses and informed ACP in quivering voice - sir , ... A.. Abhijeet. nhi raha .
ACp screamed – what? ... and he ran to him .
in next few moments , Acp and other cops gathered around them .
the cry was loud and no one heard her repeatedly saying ... mene ... mene use mar dala ...
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End of first chapter .
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So many questions? .. wait to get them Answered.
Thanks to all those who reviewed for my first ABHIRIKA FIC – EK HI BHOOL .
Hope you people liked it , if so, please review .
Next chap. Will be second and final chapter .
Hasta La Vista .
It's me MEGHANA .