The door was getting pressed with force...in order to get it open ...and with much of efforts...it got opened...with whole of the dust moved in a puff...making the person to sneeze...but his glace fell on the photo frame hanging on the wall in front...he slowly stepping inside the room...which was now nothing more than a heap of dust...stacked with a millions of memories...his shoes imprints can be seen...as the floor was hard to be seen through ...he moved forward...moving around the things...covered with the white cloth ...which was indeed brown by now...
He was walking with much if care...inspite of knowing every inch of that room...moving he touched the piece of vase...which was bout to fell down...when he grabbed it in his reflexes with much of efforts...
"dekha...tod hi diya tha aapne...(grabbing in own hands)ye..(taking that broken piece outside)Ab itna hi toots Hai...dheere dheere sab toot jayega...(taking it and moving out...while avoiding the gaze)"
He looked at that vase which was looking dry...he wiped it...and saw that crack...which was still seen ...on it...he smiled...remembering the time how it was joined...Then he kept it again on that place...and moved forward moving through the gap...which was made by the bed and the wall...he was moving through it...when his shoes pressed something...he took his foot back...instantly...and looked down...where he saw...theslippers...which used to be blue...black...He slightly went over it...and then came towards the frame...which was hanging on the wall...with the sun beam falling on them...making those dust particals look like shining gold...When that old hand moved over the frame...which was having the web hanging over...depicting the time passed...
He saw the smiling faces...the faces which were once the most nearest to him...he looked keenly at the photo...
"papa...please...Nahi na...nahhiiii...(the kid was running round and round the dinning table)muze...dar lagta Hai..."
"Are...ruko toh...dekho...aise darte Nahi Hai...dekho...(he was running behind that kid..)
"Nahi...maa...bolo...na papa ko...(while his mother didn't said anything but gave a small smile...to his father... Shook her head and continued her cooking..) While he was looking at his mother...with disappointment...as being a mamas boy...it was a shock to him...when his father came near him...and that made him scare ...and his behind his mother... While his moother..." Are...kya kar rahe ho tum...han...dekho...bahar jao...(while looking at that small kid which was looking at her with pleading eyes...and was holding her pallu tightly...Seeing her love her breath so much scared tlook him in her arms..and moved outside...)
When she saw his father standing looking at her...she looked at him...and asked...
She"kya hua...han...aap kyu dare ho?papa ne data?(Asking with aa smile)
Where here the father...gave a angry glance to her...while she ignored his glance...and looked at her kid...Who was scared and was hiding his face ininer neck...grabbing her neck piece tightly...because of being scared...
When she saw someone else peeking near his fathers leg...she smiled...and nearly...was laughing...
"Accha...toh ye baat Hai...(putting him down...after releasing his grip) papa...Hai na...mai bhi hu...aap kyu dar rahe ho?"
He"tum bhi... Na...dekho..."
She stopped him ..."mai baat kar rahi hu na...aapne toh dara ke rakh diya Hai use...(carassing the child who was looking at his father ...having his hand tightly gripped to his mother...)
Then she turned to him...and said..."dekho...aap bahadur...bacche ho na...(setting his truffled hairs)"
He nodded in approval...
She continued "toh...hame darna nahin chahiyenna...hmm?jao...papa...ke pass...jao...(giving a slight kiss on his soft cheeks...)he then slowly left the grip of his mother and moved near to his dad...
He was constantly looking at his dad...and walking towards him...when...his scare the puppy...yes...that was something which can feel weird to anyone...but not to that four year old...
His father...then grabbed him ...and made him stand...as he was ready to run and hug his mother the very next moment...
Father" are...dekho..shan't ho jao...aise bhi koi karta Hai ...khada rahi yaha...(his voice was a bit stern)DDarna kya Hai isme...aao..(taking him in his arms..)Ye dekho...(making him touch that small puppy...but that child was very much hesitative..)dekho...tum bahaddur ho na...toh dekho..aage aao...wo dekho...tumhe dekh raha hai...tumhebbula raha hai..."
"Papa...ye katega...(he said...hugging his father)
" Nahi karega...ye dekho...(the father took that small pup in his hand and slowly started to carassing it...with which it started to roll in the floor...which tha kid was looking at...he wipes his tears...and was looking at that pup in amusement"
"Dekha...kitna maza aaraha Hai use...aao tum bhi karo...(soonnhe too came...firstly only touched hum...and then he soon started to cuddle him...and smile too...
Father smiled and said"Beta...aapne darr ka hamesha samna karna chahiye..(kid looking at his father..with keen eyes..)darr se bhaag ne se kuch nahi hota...uska dat ke samna karo...samze..." (He said looking at his boy...who was just listening to all this quietly..with the puppy licking his face by now...maybe his age was too small to understand...)
Then the father got up...and stood besides his mother...who gave foodbtobthat puppy ...
Father "tumne hi bohot bighad ke rakha Hai use..(looking at her)kitna darta Hai WO...Ab dekho...(looking towards the kid playing with pup)khud khel raha hai...
The mother didn't said anything at first...she handed him a cup of tea...which she knew he would be awaited for..." Aap na kabhi kabhi...ye bhul jate Hai...ke aap aapne bete ko bada kar rahe Hai...kisi trainee officer ko nahi...(he looked at her and was going to protest)chota Hai WO abhi...aapka beta hua toh kya hua...Hai toh baccha hi..."
While she went into the kitchen to keep the cup...
Father standing near the stove.."magar aaj ye aise darega toh kaise hoga...use samba karna padega.."
She said while washing the cup"mai kaha kehti hu ke samna na kare...use aapne pairo pe khada hona seekhna chahiye...apne dar se aage uthna chahiye...maagar..."
Father cut her in between"magar ye ke wo itna bahadur nahi Hai..jitne baki bacche hote Hai..."
She put that cup back and wiping her hands "muze itna pata hai ke merabbeta bahadur Hai...ham...shayad wo aapne inspector pradhuman ke samne kuch na ho...magar aapne papa ke samne zaroor kuch Hai...(he shook his Head)
Father saluting her.." Yes...mam..."she smiled and went andbcuddled her child who was looking very much happy...when He took a photo graph of a mother her child and that pup...
he looked at that photo graph...a smile crept on his face...
He said clearing that web from that photo..."sahi kaha tha tumne...shayad ..mai nakul ko kabhi...apne bete ki nazar se dekh hi nahi paya..."he then glanced aside...when he glanced inside...the bed...something was kept...he tried to look...when he saw a chest...some kind of box inside it...
He dragged it outside...and took it outside...it was looking quite a lot old and shaded with dust...having many of the different imprints embossed on it...
He saw that lock...but before he would start searching for the key...the lock broke open...as it was rusted...he picked that lock..."iske baare mai toh kabhi bataya nahi isne...(opening it)"
He saw many things in it...photos ...watch..and many more...
When his gaze fell in something...it was a medal...a prize...which his son had won...
The boy got inside...jumping from the gate...his face was looking quiet good and happy...he ran down to the bell...and rang it back to back...whem the door was opened...with his father looking at him with a angry gaze...with his phone on his ears...his smiling face melted...and that prize...went down...
He silently entered inside...saw all his fathers files and other stuff kept on the table...with him talking something very important on the phone...
He was having his prize in hand...looking at it...and expecting that phone to endbfast...but that was not in his luck...he waited and waited...but in return got just a extended call...finally he kept it on the desk...washed his face...and moved in the hall...where his father came out...
When he saw his father...cutting the call..and commung towards him...
"Ye tarika Hai bell bajane ka...(he was going to say when his father cut him)har roz aise hi bajate ho bell?yahan kitna bada kaam chal raha hai...aur tum...(signing moving towards the files...he tried to say something)
" papa...WO..."
He took his phone aside his ears.."kya hua"
He was indeed scared about what to do..."WO...mujhe..aaj.."
"Kya hua Hai jaldi bolo...'
" muze...aaj prize mila...WO..."
"Accha thik Hai...good...(and started to move...as he had a big case round the corner)
"Papa...aapko khushi nahi hui...(he said looking at those not so happy expressions)
While his father turned and looked at him..." Matlab kya Hai tumhara?Maine kaha na accha Hai...aur kya chahte ho tum?"his stern voice exclaimed...
"Aapne...aapne kuch kaha nahi..." He said with much of courage...
Father coming near to him..."nakul tumhe pata Hai...kitni badi cases chal rahi Hai han?Aur tumhe yahan iss...isske liye...tum kabhi nahi samzoge...ke kitne tensions hote Hai..."Saying he left towards his desk...banging that file in hand...
He looking at his face in the prize..."aaj maa hoti toh ..."he left that sentence unsaid...and went into his room...throwing that prize hardly on the floor...
he looked aside...remembering that breaking sound which he heard...maybe...that was the sound of the breaking of their relationship...
He kept it back...as the cell phone ringing made him realise...where he is..he received that call...dusting his hand..."hello...ham...kaun?accha...mai dekhta hun...nahi nahi...mai dekhta him...muze pata Hai...ham ham...tum jao...han OK..."
He looked back at the watch...and realised how much time was spent...he called ...and his driver came inside...
Driver"han sir...".
Acp..looking at the stuff. "Ye...ye leke chalo(pointing atvtje trunk)aur baki WO wala bhi...".
Driver said.." OK sir..."nodded and started to pack things...
While acp moving out...driver asked.."sir...WO...saf safai...karwalu..."
Acp looked back at him..."nahi...aise hi rehne do...(then finally glancing back at the room)
When in the car to go towards the bureau...he was looking at those cleaned things...in that trunk...
Where he saw a picture of nakul...and a unwanted memory erupted...
"tumhari akal thikane pe Hai?han?ye...ye sab...ye Hai tumhari padhai?(throwing those movie CDs...those...cigrate...)
Nakul who was standing down head...with his mother...having tears in her eyes...
" Ab jawab hai tumhare pass?han?ya yunhi aapna mu neeche karke lhade rahoge?...sir exclaimed in anger...
"Mere nahi Hai...ye...mai aapko kitni baar keh raha hun...nahi hai ye mere..." nakul said trying to avoid the gaze of his father...who was looking at him with angry gaze...
Tumhare nahi Hai?toh kiske Hai han?"he asked commung near to him...
While nakul trying to find out a reason..."w...wo... Mere...do...dost ke Hai"
"Chup!chup rahi tum samze...jhooth pe jhooth...bass yahi bole ja rahe ho tum!his stern voice made him quiet...
" Zara toh sharam ki hoti...ke tum kya kar rahe ho...mere bete ho tum..."on which the anger of nakul erupted ...
"Nahi!...nahi banana Hai muze aapka beta...nahi!(wwhich pinched their hearts)nafrat Hai...nafrat Hai muze aapke bete hone ke naam se..."He wiped that tear that fell down from his eyes...
"Bete...bete jaisa toh mama nahi aapne kabhi(acpnstood silent at his place)hamesha...hamesha...mai bass ek failure nazar aaya aapko...(he wiped that tear..)han! Nahi ban pata mai aapke jaisa...nahi bam sakta mai...nahi...nahi...a...aati...ye bandook chal ani muze...(he said having that gun in hand)d...d...darr lagta Hai...us...uske aawaz se...(mother closed her eyes tightly...giving way to her tears which were about to fall)officer nahi hu...mai...papa...(it was hard for him to speak the words as there was a gulp in throat ) nahi hu...mai...(he said this...sitting down on his kneese)
But ...acp exclaimed..." Han!nahi ho tum mere bete...(his mother looked at her husband in disbelief) aur chah ke bhi kabhi nahi ban sakte tum mere bete...(nakul looked up at his father...through the blurred vision...which was due to the tears)Maine...ek acche insaan ko bada kiya tha...ek gunehgaar ko nahi..."
That sentence...went like a dagger in his soul...
he lookedb aside...and was feeling like his own son standing in front of him...when he realised his presence...
"bass...ho gaya dad...Maine sunliya Hai...waise bhi aaj tak...aapne issue alag kahan hi kya Hai...
"Tumhe aur kehne ke liye baccha bhi kya Hai..."
"Sahi kaha dad aapne...aaj bhi...USS waqt bhi...mere dad haare the...aur aaj...aaj bhi hare Hai...jeeta Hai toh bass ek insaan...acp pradhuman.."
And his face got a tight slap ...with which his lips started to bleed...
he was jerked outside from his thoughts...as he realised where he was...indeed he was in a closed car...with the driver his only acquaintance... He looked outside...and realised where he is...
Then rubbed that tear... And then stepped outside...to reach the door of the bureau...he glanced inside...to see a table lamp on...in the bureau...he saw that light...he was well aware that who it can be...as on a officail holiday he was interested to work ...till late evening...so he glanced and
awas moving towards it...while thoughts brewing inside his head...
"Tab bohot kuch ho raha tha...bass shayad mai hi WO tha..Jo kabhibunn sab cheeson ko mehssos nahi kar pata...pata hi nahi chala...ke kab mera beta...ek ajnaabi ban ke mere samne aaie khada ho gaya..,"
When the light fell on the face ...he realised where he is standing...and wiped that about to fall tear...and looked at that person sitting.,...
And soon realised that he is total unknown to his presence...so went in front of his desk...when he looked up...after feeling a presence of someone...his eyes...were looking red..showing the amount of exhausted he was...
He instantly...stood up...with a jerk...and saw his senior standing in front...
He in a embarrassed cum guilty tone"sir...aap...mai...wo...sorry sir..."
When acp sir nodded in acceptance...and looked at him...and questioned "kyabhua...kya kaam chal raha hai..."
he looked at him..."sir..wo...wanita murder case ka sab kuch complete ho gaya Hai...bass...Ab wo... Lab reports ki der Hai...ussi...(trying to avoid the gaze)ke reports...ka kaam Hai..."
While here acp sir...looking through the files on the table...then he looked at him...and asked...looking inside... "Sheetal se Milne gaye the tum log?
While he answered..." Han sir...gaye toh the...par kuch pata nahi chala...aur kuch khas pata chal bhi nahibsakta...kyuke WO USS waqt thi hi nahi Mumbai mai..."
Acp while flipping through the pages of the files..."hmm...matlab... Ab bhi kuch cases Hai...pending...kam karne ke liye...'This was the sentence which made him get more and more confused...as he glanced at his senior...cluelessly..."Matlab sir?"He asked...
While acp sir...looking up at him while putting files back..."yahi...ke...pending kaam hote hua...aaj...solah satrah saal pehle ki files kyu kholi jaa rahi Hai..."That was the very sentence which made him silent...it was a shock to him...as he had not expected such a ccomment... But he was known to the fact that...nothing can hide from those pair of eyes...but still making up...he answered ..."nahi...sir...wo... Bass..."he said...while avoiding the fix gaze of the person standing in front..
"Bohot der ho gayi Hai..(looking at the watch)hame chala chahiye..." His this sentence left him totally clue less...but for now...he just looked down...when ac sir continued... "Chalo...him nikal te Hai...neeche aajana...sab band karke..." When before he would say acp had aleardy left...
He then took a sigh...stacked all those files...put all the things back at his place...as he always does...then went to switch off the lamp...when..he took a glance at the desk besides...and silently switched off...and moved out...towards the parking lot...
Parking area:
He walked down...and found acp sir talking with someone...on the cell phone...so was standing behind...stretching his shoulders which were quite paining by now...when the call got ended and acp sir glanced back at him..
He came near while acp sir said.."kal..shayad koi meeting hogi...tumhe bhibchalna padega..."while he looked at him and nodded in acceptance..."Dekhte Hai...accha chalo..." He was walking when he questioned from behind..."sir...mai..apni gadi se chalabjaunga sir..."
"Han..magar aaj tum mere ghar aa rahe ho..So mere sath hi chalo" he was shocked...means indeed he wasn't getting really what he said..."sir...mai..aapke ghar...sorry sir...magar main nahi aa sakta sir..Main..."he was cut in between as acp sir came and stood in his front...
"Haalat dekho Hai apni ?( he lowered his gaze)pata nahi kab chakkar aakar gir pado...(when he tried to protest)tum mere sath chal rahe ho...bass...waise bhi tumse kisne pucha nahi Hai...mai tumhe bata raha hu...(moving)chalo gadi mai baitho jaldi..." while he was very much not acceptable...he said "sir...mai ghar pe ja ke aaram hi karne wala hu...main cha..." His sentence was left incomplete ..
"Abhijeet...muze iss baat aur behes nahi chahiye...ab tum seedhe seedhe andar baith rahe ho?" He was looking at his officer in command...who was not at willing to follow his actions...but now maybe was left with noboption...when acp sir went and sat inside the driving seat..
When he came...and in a pleading tone"sir...please...mai chalta hun sir gadi app"
"Abhijeet muze late ho raha hai...baitho andar..." And started to look in front...when with a sigh Abhijeet came and sat in the front seat...He was feeling very much uncomfortable..the person sitting besides him was not unknown... But yet...sitting with a senior ...was...a bit..
He was just sitting quiet...staring outside...maybe in hisbdeep heart he was delighted...as he knew how much stressed he was...he knew that his mentor..his senior...and a fatherly figure in his life...is indeed known to the fact that he is not well...basically what is eating his mind...is a very well known...thing...
Acp sir glanced at Abhijeet who was looking outside...rather ways...trying to avoid hisbgaze...while his own mind was drifting down the memory lane...and all those forgotten memories...were again surfacing in his mind...
Memory:
His son sitting down near his sofa...looking in his phone...when he stepped inside...and seeing him lost inn his phone..
"Zindagi mai zinda insaan bhi Hai...aaspas tumhare..."
While his son glanced at him...and continued his work...which irritated his father...who was quite stressed out...and drained too after a day long work...
"Parso wo log kaun the tumhare sath?he asked in straight tone...when his soon looked up...with his eyes..which were no more that innocent...
" mere dost the..."while his father...was getting himself served...when hr saw some delicious dishes served in the bowl...he was quiet shocked seeing them...andbglanced back at his son..."ye sab ?kisne banaya?"
While looking downward in his work he answered coldly"Maine banaya tha..."And unknowingly a smile came on the fathers face..."tumne?magar kyu?"
Nakul got up picking his stuff ...and answered.."aap kha ligiye...thanda ho raha hai..."when Hus father stood and came near him...and with a tone of concern"nakul...tum..itna accha khana bana lete ho...mujhe toh .."
His sentence was cut by a hurt toned answer from nakul.."aapko kaise pata hoga dad...aapko toh Ye tak yaad nahi Hai ke...aaj...fathers day Hai...(his face was showing the pain)"
He stopped nakul by holding his shoulder..."mujhe yaad hi nahi tha...mai...WO...kaam ke beech...magar...ab toh yaad Hai na...chalo...Milne khate Hai...tumhare haath ka bana..."the father said with a tone of happiness..While nakul taking his hand grip away from his shoulders..
Acp went near to the table..."are wah...jagar ka halwa...bhindi ki sabzi...itna sab banaya mere bete ne...isse badhiya aur kya ho sakta Hai...fathers day pe..tumne bataya hi nahi ke tum itna sab itne acche se bana lete ho?"
He gave a painful smile...when a call came as soon as they were about to sit for the dinner...nakul looked at the caller I'd...and saw the name Abhijeet...he smiled...while acp looked at him..."utha lijiye dad...aapke bete ka phone Hai"
Acp sir"nakul...mai ye phone badme bhi utha sakta hun...tum baitho..."nakul still got up...and said while leaving...
"Dad...don't worry...him log kabhi badme khayenge...ek sath...mai kahan bhaag raha hun(making a smile)aapko usse baat kar keni chahiye...he is a great officer...and a adorable son too...bilkul aaphike bete ke tarah Hai WO...maybe a right son...(Acp was going to speak when he continued) he deserves this day to be spent with you...muzse zyada...karta hai wo...good night dad..."
He said and started to leave..."happy fathers day..."
While Acp just looked at his son walking out ..hearing those three words...closed his eyes...
Present:
He looked aside...and found Abhijeet sitting next to him...then stopped the car near by the house...Abhijeet...looked outside...and realised that they have reached...then Acp stopped it parked it...with which they stepped out...
"Wo Maine kuch dawai leli Hai...wo bass lelo..peeche wale seat par se..." Abhijeet nodded and left to take them...while here the servant opened the door...Abhijeet came up with the medicines...and handed the key of his car in Acp hands...he said "thanks..." While getting inside..."kya hua sir...aapko aap..ki taviyat theek nahi Hai?" He questioned him with pure care and concern...
But Acp just glanced at him...and moved inside...while Abhijeet waiting for the answer .. But got some else..."tumhe fresh hona Hai toh hope aao..baki kuch lage toh inhe bula Lena..."he smiled...while Abhijeet nodded...inspite of having a hesitant attitude...
He went into that room... It was a guest room oglf that house...neatly kept...well lit...one...he put hisbgun and batch aside...removed his coat...and was stretching his back which was incessantly paining...when he realised that his body temperature was increasing...he checked it..."he bhagwaan...ye bukhar...bhi badh gaya Hai shayad...(checking it on his forehead)Freddy sahibkeh raha tha..."saying he moved to the wash room washed his face...which was looking very much drained off...then wearing that coat again...started to step downwards...seeing all those hangings on the staircase...those photo frames...
When reaching down stairs saw Acp waiting for him...he joinedbhim on the dinning table...Acp glanced at him while folding his sleeves...he knew that Abhijeet was not happy in here...and neither was well...and the reason was something he cannot avoid...
"Sir..." He said...looking at the food stuff kept in front...Acp looked at him...awaiting ...
"Wo... Muze ...kuch bhook nahi haibsir..." He said this with great efforts...as now hisbjead too was paining heavyly...
"Hmm...pata Hai muze...ye soup banaya Hai...ye pee lo...uske baad ye goliyan leke so Jana..." Acp sir said this in a concerned tone...while Abhijeet looked at him...and then realised that he knows everything...
"Sir...aapko..." He asked with a bit of confusion...
"Freddy ne hi bataya..." He said while serving that soup...
Abhijeet murmered a bit"is Freddy ke pait mai ek cheese nahi rehti..."
Acp said in a straight tone.."use kuch kehne ki zaroorat nahi Hai...usne toh WO hi kaha Hai Jo ho raha hai...tumhe yahan teen degree se zyada bukhar Hai...aur tum waha bureau may der raat tak baith rahe ho?aur WO bhi chutti mai...diwali ke? Ye kahan ki samazdaari Hai?"
Abhijeet reasoned.. "Sir...aaj sachme bohot kaam tha...pending cases bhibthe...aur sir...bukhar WO...ho jata Hai sir..kabhi kabhi..."
"Peechle teen haftin se yahi chal raha hai Abhijeet...tumhe kya lagta Hai yun aapne aap ko kaam mai rakhne se ..itni aapni haalat kharab kar lene se...WO jaldi wapas aa jayega?" He asked to him looking at him keenly...while Abhijeet moved his face to the other side...in irritation...
Before he could say anything..."khana kha lo...baatein badme karenge...filhal tumhe goli lene ki sakt zaroorat Hai..."saying he told him to proceeds his eating...Abhijeet feeling like no point in arguing now...silently started to sip the soup...while having anger and frustration in his head...
Finally after having the dinner done...Abhijeet who was quite irritated ...movedbin the hall...
Seeing Acp sir sitting...he went there...was going to ask something to him...whichbje was willing to from a long time ...
He called "sir..." Acpnsir looked "han ...kya hua...". When he was just looking at him...with those words not coming out of his mouth...he said something different though.." W...wo... Mai...sone jaa raha hu ..."he said.
Acp with a concerning tone..."accha theek Hai...aapna dose le liya na...(Abhijeet nodded..)kuch lage toh batana..."
He could see that he wanted to speak something...and something was there which was making him frustrated... But still he purposefully ignored that...
Abhijeet turned to go when acp sir called him..."Abhijeet..."
He instantly turnedbback...with shining eyes...in order to listen what he was awaited for...
"Good night.." Said Acp sir...looking at him keenly...and knowing what whmould be his reactuong...his face turned gloomy again...those eyes again went dead...he still said "good night sir..." With his head dropping down...he turned and went to his room...
Acp sir saw his reactions and was well aware of the reason...but right now all he knew was that this guy is surely not going to sleep...so...he knew that he surely going to strike a conversation with him...so laid his back on his chair...looking at the sky...with the deem light of the lamp falling...making the stars shine more brighter...
When his eyes again struck at the box...which...he had brought...in the morning...he pulled it near to his chair...
Making himself comfortable at his place...opened it...wher beneath the other arrivals...something g was lying quiet...he slowly with care pulled that thing out...it was a violine... Well now it was nothing more than a pair of wood with vroken strings...he slowly started to clear it...and joined those strings which were broken...when by the touch of his hand...it made a sound...he smiled...and tries to make out some tune out of it...when while making it ring he got lost in the memory...
"Janab kahan Hai?" A proud father asked...
His mother answered ..."aaj ate hi uske baare mai puch rahe hain?kuch gadbad ki Hai kya usne?(she asked smiling at her husband)
While he looking at her..."are nahi nahi...miss bar toh nahi...bass...aaj yahan wahan kahin dikh nahi rahe Hai...mujhe laga bhar gaya Hai shayad..."
"Nahi toh...aaj toh din bhar se ghar mai hi Hai...pata nahi ab kya ghusaa hainiske deemag mai...kuch dhun Baja raha tha...abhi toh kuch gaane ka aawaz bhibaaya..." His father looked at her shockingly..."dhun?nakul Baja raha hai?kya b rahi ho..."
"Han...sach keh rahi hu(clearing the kitchen platform)subah hi mujhse keh diya tha...'mujhe disturb mat karna..' Tabse sahab zade andar hi Hai...(opening the serving bowl through which the aroma spread in the whole house...)acpnsir smelled it ..." Wah!itni aachi khusbu..aaj banaya kya Hai..."
When seeing her smiling and taking that in the dunning room...he said.."accha...toh unke liye sav kiya jaa raha hai...(she kept it on the table)sach kehta hun...tumne hi use bohot bigad ke rakha Hai...aise kaise chalega...(she smiled at him...and continued her work)bass maa maa karta rehta Hai din bhar...".
"Are toh karne do na...abhi chota hai wo... Sirf dass saal ka Hai...abhi uske nakhre nahi uthaungi toh kab?aur han...tumhari daant khane ke baad muze hi sambhalna padta haibuse...tumbtoh kabhi pyaar see laad se baat karoge nahibusse..." She said sighing...
"Dekho tum karti ho itna kafi Hai...aur waise bhi mai use kamzor nahi banana chahta...aur ye sab...(pointing at the dish which she was garnishing) muze nahi jamega...waise bhi poora mamas boy Hai WO...mera thoda darr rahe WO hi thik Hai..."
He said...while moving towards his room...when from that closed room he heard some tunes...which he was keenly trying to hear...
When he slowly pushed the door...and inside..and saw his little kid playing something with the book open in front he was trying hard...and was able...to play a song quite well...
Which was indeed a very good achievement...from a kid his age...He smiled at his son ...
Kaunsi dhun thi WO...mch... Kuch yaad nahi aarahi Hai...bohot acche se banaya tha WO..."the assistant commioner of police said to himself...while joining the strings...
Wherease...upstairs...a roaring tiger was moving to and fro...he was restless...weak but also determined...he was not able to be calm...and sleep quiet... It was hard for him...he stood in front of the open window from where he could see those trees swinging with the wind...the stars shinning bright...and the moon looking like a big focus...he remember those Days...
Flashback:
"Yaar...ab aur kya kya lejaoge...pura ghar uthake le Jane ka irada Hai kya?" Abhijeet asked to his buddy who was busy packing his stuff...
While Hus buddy without looking at him answered..."tum mujhe disturb mat karo plz...waise bhi...kuch toh bhul raha hun mai...kyaaa...(thinking) "
Abhijeet forwarding his havorite shirt...
Daya looked at it and and smiled.."thank you boss..."
But Abhijeet was intended to ask his question...when Daya grabbed that shirt and again got busy...packing..."Daya...magar sirf tu...(he was irritated)mai kyu nahi..."he asked in a childish tone ..
Daya looked at him in anger..."boss tumhara problem kya Hai han?(Abhijeet looked at him)yahan ghar pe baith ke aaram karo mast...lekin tum...tumhe tohb shanti se rehna tumhare ussole ke khilaf jata Hai na..." He said while pressing the bag...which was totally overflowing...
Abhijeet "tod doge bag ko...Zara aaram se..."
Daya while locking the bag finally..."aaram karne ke liye waqt nahihai...chalo..."saying he moved out of his room...followed by Abhijeet...
"Accha...sun...baki sab chod...ye pehle kha le..." He said showing hand on the bowl on the table...
Daya"yaar ...ab khana...tum na... Yahan muze..."
"Ab naam nikala Hai kha le...mai dekhta hu baki ki taiyaari..."
Daya finally sat down...to eat..."WO Jo mera bag Hai na uske aage wale pocket may mera WO medical kit Hai kya dekh lo Zara..."
Abhijeet going and checking the bag"han Hai ...accha...tumne waha kebliye apne WO do scarfs waha thandi hogi..."
"Are baba WO le liya Hai Maine...tum pehle ye check karo ke mere head phones kahan Hai...subah se nahi mil rahe..." He said while sipping...
Abhijet looked back at him in anger..."Daya tum mission pe jaa rahe ho mission pe...koi holiday manane nahi!"
Daya"hmmm pata Hai...toh..."
Abhijeet just shook his head..."uska kuch nahi ho sakta..."
Then picked that bag up and went near the table...and started to check all his documents...Looking at his ticket...this that...
When he saw the case papers...he looked and realised what it was a bit ...
Abhijeet in a serious tone..."Daya...ye...iss mission pe...sir ne...mujhe kyu nahi appoint kiya..."
Well Daya was looking down and was sipping when he was to shout on this idiot guy...when a evil smile came on his face...he made his serious face...and answered..."yaar tumhe kahan se bhejenge...tum fit kahan ho Iss mission ke liye..."
He said this which just shocked Abhijeet ...he was just staring at his face...while Daya purposely Daya said.."m...mera...MATLAB Hai ke..."
Abhijeet...Daya sach bata " Daya making a innocent face..."yaar...tum bhi na...chodo WO sab..."
Saying he got up..And went to wash his hands...while Abhijeet Jere got restless...
"Daya...sir na kya kahan kya bata na..." Daya washing his hands..."are yaar...WO..."he paused purposefully...
"Daya...WO kya han?he was looking very much anxious and tensed ...
Daya " yaar...tum hobke ...dekho...muze late ho raha hai...aur kyu tum mai koi khamiyan nahi hobsakti kya kabhi?"he asked him trying to avoid his laughter...while Abhijeet was looking very much bad...he never had thought that someday this will happen...
Daya while moved out...smiling...heavily...while Abhijeet came near him as he was combing his hair...and setting him..."aaj kal waise bhi tumhara dhyan rehta kahan Hai kaam mai...boss...patience chahiye...isme...u r lacking it yaar..." Daya said it in his most serious tone...
Abhijeet was just hearing it...while Daya was loving seeing his friend like this...
When while taking the baggage outside...
Abhijeet was looking lost in his thoughts...
Daya waved hand in front of him...bringing him back...from his thoughts..
Daya(looking at him)boss...kahan kho gaye ho?mera nikalne ka time ho gaya Hai...
Abhijeet(realising). Han...han...wo... Mai...
Daya putting hand on his shoulder..."I know...kai baar aise sach ko manna bohot hard hota Hai...(giving a understanding glance)don't worry I am there..."
While Abhijeet...hmm...
When daya finally burst into laughter...Abhijeet just looking at him...
Abhijeet:daya isme hasne wali kaunsi baat thi?
Daya"yaar sachme...tum na...mazak bhi nahi samazte...(laughing)ha hahaha...
When Abhijeet realised what hr really did...he just gave a light punch on his tummy...which daya laughed off...
"Accha...baba...sorry...chalo...yaar...(looking at the watch)chala chahiye muze...ye koi bus toh Hai nahi Jo bhagte bhagte pakad lu...plane Hai...
Abhijeet"han..."
When daya turned...
Abhijeet"WO...daya..."
Daya giving bags to the driver..."han kya bolo..."
Abhijeet after seeing the driver leave...hugged daya...well this was unexpected...as Abhijeet was quiet cool with daya going...but from the morning...he was disturbed...
Daya realised something different in that hug..he hugged him back...and about two minutes they were in that hugged..without a single word said...
When Abhijeet parted...daya looked at him keenly...and wanted to ask whether he is OK...but felt not to...as he knew something was there...as Abhijeet never does these things...
So he changed the topic "accha boss ab chalu...nahi toh Acp sir meri chutti kar denge...(smiling and trying to avoid any tears)
Abhijeet" han...chalo..."
When the driver came..."sir...saman rakh diya Hai..."
Daya"han..han chalo..."Abhijeet"ddaya mai..."
Daya"nahi..tum beemar ho...aur muze chodne nahi aoge...samze..."
Abhijeet nodded ...like a good kid...
Daya"chalo...take care...pohonchte hi call karunga..."
And he left...looking back at his buddy once...
Abhijeet waved him bye...and closed the door...
Authors note.
Well happy diwali to you all...this is an os... Which was indeed planned short...but couldn't be one...so it will have another chappy too...
It will clear all your confusion...and yes its a totally emotions based chapter...so please don't expect anything investigative in it...and yes at various places the father is Acp sir...
Well I shall continue if and only if one is wishing to read more from me..
Thanks a lot for reading...
Next update...depends on the reviews if you are expected to read more...