Lessons of Love
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Lesson one : Trust
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Text in italic are thoughts. Text in quotations are dialogues.
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Night time, duo's house.. Abhijeet talking on phone…
"I'm sorry woh main kal aa nahi sakaa.. pehchaana mujhe? Hello main-"
"hi Abhijeet. Aap ki awaaz ko pehchaanti hu. Kahiye…"
"haha aap mein yeh khoobi bhi hai haan.. kamaal hai Tarika ji! Maine bilkul sahi teacher ko chunaa.."
"teacher? Mujhe lagaa aap ne iraada badal di. Waise.. meri ithni tareef mat kijiye, Salunkhe sir ko accha nahi lagega.. woh mujhse ithne senior hai aur kaafi experienced.."
"kya baat kar rahi hai Tarika ji.. woh aap k senior hai, yeh baat tho mujhe maalum hai. aur yeh bhi maalum ki- ithne saalon baad unka talent ubher aaya. Agar aap iss umer mein ithni talented hai tho- jab aap unki jithni badi hojayegi tho, na jaane kya kya karengi aap…"
"thank you. Par fir bhi. Aap ko pata hai na woh meri kitni parwa karte hai, bilkul mere dad ki tarah.."
"yahi tho problem hai.. beti se baat bhi nahi karne dete!"
"kya problem hai? hello.. Abhijeet?"
"uh- kuch nahi. Hehehe. Kuch bhi nahi.."
"ohh. Tho uh.. kal bureau mei milte hai.."
"haan. yeah ok.."
"good night.."
"good night Tarika ji.."
Abhi hangs the call. Good night nahi, aaj tho great night hai jo uss ne good night jo bola…
He goes to sleep with a huge smile on his face. There Tarika too finishes off her studies n goes to sleep wondering why she can't just get him out of her mind.
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Next day in bureau..
There's a new case. Officers are all busy. Just then Tarika walks in.
(self-talk) 'Salunkhe sir ne mujhe yaha bheja.. yaha aake main nervous kyu hu. Uss Abhijjeet ko main ithni seriously kyu le rahi hu. He might be just playing along with you. Suna nahi salunkhe sir ne kya kaha? Flirt! flirt hai woh..'
She looks around n sees Daya.
'Daya sir hai, kitne friendly hai.. aur main nervous bhi nahi hoti.. thank god woh flirt yaha nahi hai..'
"Tarika ji aap yahaa?"
'Oh no yeh tho wohi hai.. musibat yahi pe. Breathe Tarika.. don't fall for his praises.'
She turns around to see Abhi smiling at her. She smiles back.
"Umm yeh file dena tha.. report k mutaabek yeh poison uss chocolate mein hai jise Anisha ne khaaya.."
"Oh.."
"Main- chalti hu.."
"Arey Tarika ji. Aaj sham ko lesson one?"
She pauses for a bit.
"Teacher ji tho pehle se tayyar hai, bas student hi busy hai.."
"aaj student bhi free hai ji.."
She leaves with a smile.
"Thik hai fir aaj sham ko…"
He says it loud enough for her to hear. He watches her disappear behind the doors leading to forensic lab, takes a step back to bump into Daya.
"Kyaa baat hai lessons? Tarika ji k saat huh? Kaise lessons bhai? Main bhi aaunga tumhare saat. Zara hum bhi tho seekhein?"
"Oye bhabhi hai woh tumhari.."
"Ohhh! (naughty smile) tho woh lessons hai, pyar k lessons.. thik hai fir.."
"Dayaa chod na yaar.."
"Maine kab pakda hai tujhe?"
"Ugh! Forensic k lessons sikhaayengi woh!"
"accha taaki tum salunkhe sir ki tarah Tarika k saat kaam karsako huh?"
"ohh mere bhai.. sirf jaan-pehchaan badhana tha. Aur kuch nahi. Ab khush.."
"Bohot.. chal ab case pe dhyan dete hai.."
"Hmph.."
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That evening, Tarika's place:
Forensic science is the scientific method of gathering and examining information about the past. This is especially important in law enforcement where forensics is done in relation to criminal or civil law, but forensics are also carried out in other fields, such as astronomy, archaeology, biology and geology to investigate ancient times.
The word forensic comes from the Latin forēnsis, meaning "of or before the forum". In Roman times, a criminal charge meant presenting the case before a group of public individuals in the forum. Both the person accused of the crime and the accuser would give speeches based on their sides of the story. The individual with the best argument and delivery would determine the outcome of the case. This origin is the source of the two modern usages of the word forensic – as a form of legal evidence and as a category of public presentation. In modern use, the term "forensics" in the place of "forensic science" can be considered correct as the term "forensic" is effectively a synonym for "legal" or "related to courts". However, the term is now so closely associated with the scientific field that many dictionaries include the meaning that equates the word "forensics" with "forensic science".
Tarika read out a paragraph from an age old text book after dusting it. Abhijeet makes a face.
'Uff yeh mohabbat! Ab Tarika ji k kareeb rehne k liye mujhe yeh sab jhelna padega.. hey bhagwan. Apne bande ki madad karna…'
He's lost in thoughts. But Tarika waves in front of his face.
"Yeh tho sirf shuruaat hai Abhijeet, abhi se aisa moo banaa rahe ho.."
"Arey nahi nahi. Kaisa moo banaya? Main tho bas soch raha tha- ki .. ki kitni acchi awaaz hai aapki.."
Her eyes widen a bit and she becomes conscious but then gives a small smile.
"Aur ussey bhi accha tho yeh introduction.. Aap tho kamal ho Tarika ji! Matlab Dhamal ho! Sach mein.."
Abhi laughs. Tarika laughs a bit thanking him.
"Thanks. Aap ko nahi lagta kuch zyada hi tareef kar rahe hai aap?"
"Tareef? Arey yeh tho sach hai.. jaise woh gaana hai. tareef yeh bhi tho sach hai kuch bhi nahi.."
"Aap bhi na. uh.. I think aaj k liye ithna kaafi hai. tho kya lenge aap? chai coffee ya fir- oh noo! Muje pehle puchna chahiye tha na.. nau baj gaye ab tho.. sorry! Par pehle.. andar ayiye.."
Both reach the main door to Tarika's apartment. They were sitting in lawn all along studying under the single large lamp that illuminated the lawn. Suddenly there's black out. She panics.
'Kya main inhe andar aane de sakti hu.. CID officer hai.. dikhne mei tho nek lagte hai.. aane deti hu.. nahi, cid officer hai tho, saat mei mard bhi tho hai, aur main akeli ladki. Power nahi hai.. aur fir yeh mere saat flirt karte rehte hai..'
Abhi senses her discomfort n her posture as the power is back the next moment. She still seems a bit nervous. Typical girl state..
" Accha Tarika ji main chalta hu…"
"Arey par coffee.."
"Daya k saat peelunga."
"Par andar tho aayiye.."
"Aunga Tarika ji jab aapko mujh pe pura yakkin ho jayega.. tab zarur aaunga.."
He flashes her, his usual genuine smile. She's stunned. This guy is sweet n here she thought he was…
"No Abhijeet I trust you.."
He looks at her. She smiles. He's convinced she's saying truth this time.
"Fir kabhi.. jayiye, lock kardijye darwaza.. good night.."
"Good night Abhijeet. tho Kal milte hai.. milenge na?"
He turns around to look at her before walking away.
"Sure kyu nahi.."
Both smile at each other n lesson one ends there. This is a lesson in which they learnt to trust each other. Little do they know, these lessons will bring them even more closer than before.
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A/N: I wrote this before I fell from my bike on 19th march. My right hand got fractured n my right knee that's injured just healed a bit. Ten days of immense pain ended… thanks to god. So this is the only update I can give u right now. I'm bored (of taking rest) n made my mom edit n post this on my behalf. Hope u enjoyed this part. Plz do review n wish me a speedy recovery. ;) See u all in may.. that's when my right hand will be back to normal.
Thank you everyone for liking n reviewing, love ya all. Tc…