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NOW HAVE A HAPPY READING…
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The members of CID Mumbai are relaxing at their respective places as it's their lunch break…. 2pm at noon.
All are either chatting casually or laughing listen others.
Only a desk of the furthest corner of that room still occupied with piles of files…. Different pens, pencils, eraser, log books, loose sheets… Some empty coffee mugs & a water bottle. A neatly brushed hairy head peeing behind the files sometimes.
Inspector Asha while sipping her tea marches towards that corner. Sir… lunch hour khatam hone ko hain. Aap tiffin nehi karenge? ACP sir aa jaye head quarter se…. aap ja bhi nehi payenge phir.
The person whom she addressed as sir, still engrossed in files…. Nehi Asha… sirf kal ka din bacha hain. Abhi waqt nehi…. parson kaise submit hoga yeh reports? Abhi time waste nehi kar sakta main.
Asha: sir, bas dus minute ki hi toh baat hain... aap subha se aise...
She interrupts by a cheerful voice from her back…. Asha… aa gaya Abhijeet sir ka lunch. Daya stands with smiling face and a covered plate in his hand.
Abhijeet looks at him…. Kya hain? Main tumhe kaha kya mere liye khana lane ko? Kiun itna chal-phir rahe ho? Uchalne ke alawa tumahre paas aur kuch kaam nehi hain? Mujhe shanti se apna kaam khatam karne do…. Khud toh ek file bhi aab tak complete nehi ki hain… mere piche padh gaya! Pata nehi kayse ise promotion mila!
He again grips his pen and flips a page of a file but this time Asha interrupts him saying…. nehi sir, aap pahele kha lijiye. Phir kaam to hote rahega.
Abhijeet gives her a stern look in reply.
She moves back to her chair. Yeh Abhijeet sir insaan hay kya machine? Lagta hain, sote waqt bhi files complete karte honge sapne me... she tells Fredrick in almost inaudible sound.
Abhijeet's face quickly changed from calm to shocking to pale within a second. Only Daya notices his immediate senior's colorless face. He well understands the reason… slowly places the food plate at a corner of table… gathers some already completed files…. And softly shakes Abhijeet…. Sir!
Abhijeet jerks mild… hmm… haa… haan?
Daya politely: sir, aap fresh ho kar aiye. Bhukh laga hoga apko. Please kuch kha lijiye. Main tak tab apke liye ek coffee order kar deta hoon….
Abhijeet looks up with strange eyes… and silently moves from there.
Asha looking at his departing way: inhe kya ho gaya achanak…. abhi toh kaam me duba hue the?
Daya sighs and slowly with support of many things reaches at his desk. Sayad Abhijeet sir ko phir se wohi sab yaad aa gaya… Asha ki kehna se. Use kya pata, Abhijeet sir jada se jada raat bina soye hi bitate hain. Main unhe dekha nind me barbarate hue… chikhte hue… tadapte hue. Zaroor unhe baar baar wohi sab kidnapping…. unka woh bita hua lachar pal…. Maa ji ka dehant…. wohi sab yaad aata hain sapne me. (Epi: The Stolen Dynamite) Sayad aaj bhi wo so nehi pate chyan se…. Asha anjaane me phir se unhe wo yaad dila diya hoga…. he sadly looks at his opposite desk while thinking in mind.
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Abhijeet is just going to take his step outside from ACP sir's cabin…. Sub-inspector Sudhakar's voice hits his eardrums…. Kal Diwali… aur aaj abhi tak chutti sanction hone ka koi nam-o-nishan nehi. Aare humare bhi toh pariwar hota hain! Unhe bhi yeh tyohar ka din sath me guzarne ka maan karta hain! Kaun samjhaye higher authorities ko? Asha mam ko char din ka chutti mil gaya… hume ek adha din bhi nasib nehi.
Daya tries to cheer up his team mate… aisa kiun soch rahe ho Sudhakar? Sayad ACP sir last minute tumhara chutti manzoor karen?
Sudhakar frowns: nehi Daya… itna easy nehi. Kal subha ki train agar pakrun toh… dopahar ho jayega ghar jate jate. Abhi tak koi khabar nehi mila… kab main ticket ka intezaam karunga? Police wala ho kar bhi kya bina ticket safar karun! Aab Diwali ke bhid me kahan se itna zaldi ticket milega?
Sub-inspector Fredrick supports his friend… haan sir, Sudhakar sahi keh raha hain. Asha mam pichle chay mahine se chutti nehi li… isi liye unhe aab ekattha char din leave mil gaya…. kal aap ghar jane ke baad DCP sir aaye the. Lekin mujhe nehi lagta Sudhakar ka chutti itna asani se sanction ho jayega.
Aare toh kya karun… bachhi ka janamdin tha… main idhar rahun kya? Hum police wale hain toh… humara maa-baap-bhai-bahen-biwi-bachhe kuch nehi rehega? Saudhakar makes the most annoyed face. Mujhe toh yahi samajh me nehi aata… jin logo ka aage-piche koi nehi hota… jinka puchne wala koi nehi rehta… un logo ko kiun chutti milta hain? Family walo ko thora toh favor milna chahiye… specially tyohar ke dino me. He continues in flow… aab humare idhar hi dekho… Abhijeet sir ka hain hi kaun… tyohar ho yah koi Govt. holiday… unhe chutti mile… na mile… kisi ko kya aa jayega! Haan… kabhi kabhi personal kaam se leave le sakten hain sir… lekin unhone toh pichle saal rejoining ke baad se kabhi koi leave application diya hi nehi!
Daya opposes him… aisa nehi Sudhakar. Rishtedar rahe yah na rahe… tyohar sab ke liye hota hain. Khushi sab ke zindegi me hona chahiye. Sab ka haq hain khush rehna…. tyohar manana. Warna insaan toh sach me machine ban jayega! Aur Abhijeet sir aaj yeh bina rishte me ji rahe hain… yeh bhi duty ke liye hi. Unke zindegi me joh tanao hain… yeh jhelna, yeh sambhalna… koi mamuli baat nehi. Aise kisi ka halat ka mazak na banao… Bhagwan na kare… kabhi tum ko yeh dard se kabhi guzarna padhe…. Tum soch bhi nehi sakte… akela rehna kitna dardnak hota hain…. aur woh bhi sir ke halat me… apni puri zindegi bhulke!
A faint smile comes on Abhijeet's lips who is listening all standing outside the room… phir se hamdardi! Phir se ehsaan! Yeh ladhka chahta kya…. Kiun har waqt mere piche padhe rehta hain? Khud toh kabhi kahin jata nehi…. pichle saal joh hua… sayad iska bhaiya-bhabi isse rishta hi tod diya. Aur koi hain nehi kya Daya ka? Ek bahen hain toh suna…. Pata nehi kabhi jata bhi kya milne? Sach hi bol raha hain Sudhakar…. Mujhe puchne wala hain hi kaun duniya me? Yeh ek duty hi toh hain aaj mera pehchan. Ek din duty nibhate nibhate… sayad duniya chor dunga… koi ek baar yaad bhi nehi karega mujhe… kisi ke ankhon se ek bund anshu bhi nehi girega…. He sighs and steps inside making a strict face.
Sudhakar again going to say something in Daya's reply but Fredrick notices their senior and nudges his friend to stop.
Abhijeet takes his seat… Sudhakar, ACP sir tumhe milne ko kaha hain… aur Fredrick… tumhe bhi…. He announces.
Both of the sub-inspector's faces brighten like anything.
Daya: sir, kya baat hain? Chutti mil gaya kya… dono ko hi?
Abhijeet, while checking something in computer… Fredrick ko half-day aur Sudhakar jitna zaldi pending files finish karega…. Unta zaldi.
The sub-inspector duo rushes towards ACP sir's cabin in a jiffy.
Now only Daya and Abhijeet are in the room.
Daya tries to initiate some casual talks while doing his paper-work but only gets a cold silent feedback from his Abhijeet sir.
He doesn't drag the matter more and involves in his own.
After a while, sub-inspector duo comes back showing all their teeth.
Sudhakar stands at the middle of the room…. Main aaj hi agar raat bhi ho jaye… sabhi files nipat ke hi jaunga. Kal subha bas aake report karunga sir ko… aur… he is smiling whole-heartedly.
Fredrick completes his sentence… aur bhagunga train pakadhne.
Daya laughs loudly looking Sudhakar's gesture… dekha… main ne kha tha nah… ACP sir zaroor kuch na kuch rashta nikalenge… aab tum khush ho nah? Chutti confirm… bataya ghar me yeh khush khabri?
Sudhakar takes out his mobile from his pocket… haan… haan… bataunga toh zaroor… he marches outside to make call.
Daya turns at Fredrick… aur tumhara?
Fredrick grins…. Mera kya sir… main sham ko zaldi ghar chala jaunga socha hain. Humare society me ek Diwali ka party hain. Sudhakar ke sath sath mujhe bhi sir adha din ka chutti diye hain.
Daya smiles… haan… tumhara hi achha hain…. Christmas bhi manaoge…. Diwali bhi… tumhara toh double benefit… dono tyohar me hi tumhe chutti milta hain… humara utna nasib kahan! He makes a fake sad face.
Fredrick smiles also… kya sir… aab chutti milta hain… jab koi important case aa jayega… tab toh yeh khushiyan khatam! Chahe woh Christmas hi kiun na ho!
Haan… yeh bhi baat hain. Criminals ko Christmas ke waqt koi apradh nehi karna chahiye… main soch raha hoon… paper me yeh advertisement chapwa du…. Daya looks at Abhijeet for any type of response… but astonishes to see him still engrossed in papers with silent face.
Aap kya kehte hain sir… yeh galat hain nah…. Fredrick ko do do occasion me chutti milna chahiye? Daya asks in high pitch addressing his Abhijeet sir.
Abhijeet, who was trying his best for long time not to distract from his work, can't tolerate more…. he takes two-three deep breathes to compose himself…. yeh bureau hain. Idhar hum kaam karne aate hain… na hi gappe marne. Raat bahat hua… sadhe aat baj raha hain. Agar aaj ke liye kaam khatam ho gaya… sir se permission lo aur bahar jake enjoy karo. Idhar koi kaam raha hain… please disturb mat karo. He again gets busy with his previous work delivers all in dry tone.
Daya shocks so much… he can't understand… his which word hits his senior that much…. Abhijeet reacts like this!
He stops immediately and others… Sudhakar & Fredrick also gets busy with their respective…. As they always afraid of the famous anger of inspector Abhijeet.
One and half an hour has passed like this. One by one Sudhakar & Fredrick departed from bureau completing their works for today…. Daya was looking continuously at Abhijeet's pale tired face for this whole time.
He slowly stands up and goes towards Abhijeet's desk… who is busy studying something from some paper cuttings.
He stays there for some times… but Abhijeet doesn't pay any attention. He clears his throat lightly.
Without looks up, Abhijeet…. Kya chahiye?
Daya: sir, dus baj gaya.
Silence!
Daya again: sir, dus baj gaya. ACP sir bhi ja chuke hain.
Abhijeet strictly: toh?
Daya slowly: wo… wo… aap kal puri raat driving kar ke aaye. Subha se aise kaam pe lage hain. Aaj thora zaldi ghar chaliye nah. Apko rest ki zaroorat hain.
Abhijeet looks at him with his famous fiery eyes. Daya shuts abruptly. Then again initiates… nehi… matlab kal baki kaam kar lenge. Aur aaj toh hum sabne kuch complete kiya. Main aaj… Showing his desk… yeh kuch files ghar le ja raha hoon. Main kal ghar se wo sab complete kar ke launga. Kal sham tak sab ready ho jayega. Phir….
Abhijeet stands up with a jerk pushing his chair backward hardly… phir kya... haan…. phir kya? Bolo… ruk kiun gaye? He raises his voice…. aare bolo bhi… phir main Diwali manaunga… yahi nah? Yahi bolna tha tumhe?
He folds his hands near his chest… kiun mere piche tum humesha padhe rehte ho Daya? Tumhe sach me koi kaam nehi hain aur? Yeh mera duty hain apne desh ke liye… maine kabhi sapath liya tha… marte dam tak duty nibhaunga. Kiun mujhpe itna ehsaan karte ho tum? Mujhe pata hain… kab aur kaise mujhe kal raat tak reports ready karna hain. Tumhara jitna kaam tha…. tum subha hi complete kar chuke ho. kiun aur bojh mujhpe daal rahe ho? Itna ehsaan nehi chahiye mujhe Daya… sach me. Tum ghar jao… bimar ho… bukhar charah ke baythe ho sham se…. ankhen laal ho gaya tumhara… kiun phir bhi… tumhe samaj sewa ka bahat shaukh hain kya?
Daya tries to protest… nehi sir… aap… aap galat samajh rahe hain. Main waysa nehi kehna cha raha tha. Main toh apka madad…. He cut by Abhijeet's harsh tone who almost folds his palms in front of Daya…. mujhe nehi chahiye Daya kisi ke madad…. sach me. Aaj tumhe junoon charah hain… kaam karne ka. Kal jab jada bimar padh jaoge…. Mere liye hi tumhara yeh halat hoga. Tum kiun mere liye takleef jheloge?
Daya stuns with the reaction of his Abhijeet sir. Sir! a shocking voice comes from his throat.
Abhijeet while collecting his personals from his table in hurry…. Thik hain… agar main nehi jaunga toh tum bhi nehi jaoge nah? Tumhe joh ji chahe karo… bas mere piche mat padho. Main hi chala jata hoon… he storms from bureau with all the rest files taking from his own & as well as Daya's table without giving a single chance to utter anything to Daya.
Daya first looks at the main door then one by one his own and Abhijeet's empty table. Aare, sir toh sach me pura ke pura bacha hua files le ke nikal padhe!
Jis baat ka mujhe dar tha… wohi hua. Sir zaroor Sudhakar ka sari baten sune hain. Tab se bilkul khamosh ho gaye. Ek baar mujhe pucha tak nehi kaisa hoon main! Aur sirf mere ankhen dekh ke hi unhe pata chal gaya… mujhe bukhar charah? Aur bhi kaii sare log the… ACP sir, Asha mam, Sudhakar, Fredrick… kisi ko toh yeh dhyan me nehi aaya! His thought pauses with the security guard's call…. Sir, aap ke liye cab aa gaya.
Daya well understands…. by whom this cab is arranged… when his own bike has been parked safely in parking area. He sighs heavily and moves out.
Driver stops the car at a restaurant… without any question Daya descends and packs some light food…. As at the time of entering into cab, he notices a well-known gray colored car at the opposite side of CID bureau building and that much known face at driving seat looking at him sternly.
Aap kabhi chupa nehi pate sir… aap mere liye sochte hain… mera care karte hain aap. Lekin kabhi batate kiun nehi? Kabhi apna dard… apna gham…. kiun aap share nehi karte mere sath? Agar mera na rehna apke liye koi maine nehi rakhta… aap humesha kiun indirectly mere bare me puchte rehte hain jab main kahin jata hoon… tab? Kiun kaam ke advances ke bare me puch ke mujhe aap phone karten hain sir? Kiun mera tabiyat kharab hone se aap doctors ko koshte hain ke unhone thik se mera ilaj nehi kiya! Aap pahele bhi toh reserved rehna pasand karte the sir… lekin itna bhi nehi ke apna gham… apna dard… aap kisi ko samajhne ka ek mauka bhi nehi doge! Humesha aap gusse ke adh me khud ko chupa lete ho… lekin main janta hoon… aap ek din zaroor khul ke haasoge pahele ki tarha… khul ke ek din aap phir se jiyoge…. Daya snaps out from his thought hearing cab driver's call as he reaches at home.
He descends from the car and after paying makes his way towards door…. Pata nehi sir ghar gaye bhi hain yah beach me jake bayth gaye?
Nehi… sayad ghar hi jayenge aaj sir. Kitna sara kaam le ke gaye… sir aaj waqt jaya nehi karenge. He enters inside his house and switches on light…. Lekin sir dinner karnge na? Agar unhone dinner nehi kiya toh! Agar ghar ja ke phir se kaam me bayth gaye toh! This thought starts to overpower Daya's mind.
He starts feeling very much restless with the every passing minutes. Lastly keeping aside all his inner conflict… he dials Abhijeet's number which tells busy… shahhhh! Sir ka phone busy? Aab kya karun… dobara karun ki nehi…. while thinking after sometimes again he tries Abhijeet's number.
Within 2/ 3 bells call receives… Hello! Inspector Abhijeet here. Who's this?
Daya: sir….
Abhijeet: kya baat hain? Tum inti raat ko Daya?
Daya feels loss of words…. wo… wo… sir… main… wo main…
Check kar rahe the main ghar aaya ki nehi? Office ke kaam le ke nikla hoon… ghar ka rashta mujhe toh yaad rakhna hi padhega… a teasing tone falls on Daya's ear… which shakes him completely.
Aap… aap dinner… Daya mumbles in very low sound.
Bhukh lagne se har koi khana khata hain…. tum khud pe dhyan do… a calm serious voice comes from opposite side of phone…. aur kuch?
Daya unmindfully…. Haan…
Abhijeet: aur kuch janna hain tumhe?
Daya fumbles: ne… nehi sir. Good night.
Abhijeet cuts the call without uttering further.
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Abhijeet is standing in front a medium size photograph hanging on wall… decorated by a garland….. showing the photo is of some passed away person's.
He slowly and gently places his hand over the face of that photograph… aap kiun chale gaye maa? A low whisper comes out from his mouth.
Apko ek baar bhi yeh khayal nehi aaya… apke jane ke baad mera kya hoga? Apke siwa mera aur tha hi kaun? Main apko pehechan nehi paya… apko itna bura lag gaya… aap ek baar mudh ke dekha bhi nehi… chale gaye mujhe chod ke! Aaj toh koi nehi hain maa mera… kisi ko main apna nehi bol sakata. Tyohar aata hain… log apne apne family ke sath khushiyan manata hain… main… main kya karun… bolo na maa? Tears starts rolling down in speed from Abhijeet's eyes.
He looks at the clock… dekho maa… raat ke ek baj raha hain…. kaal raat se main soya nehi. Abhi tak main ne dinner nehi ki… kisi ka koi farak nehi padhta maa. Koi mujhe kabhi puchega nehi main kaysa hoon… apko bahat maza aa raha hain kya, apne bete ko is andhere me jite hue dekh ke? Agar apko chale jana hi tha mujhe akela chor ke… mujhe zinda wapas laya hi kiun? Woh log itna torture kiye ke main apna wajood tak bhul gaya… apne is gham me mujhe chod ke chale gaye… main apko pehchan nehi paya lakh koshish ke bawajood bhi… sab apna apna hisab samajh ke chalta hain… koi mere bare nehi socha…. Main kiske sahare jiyon aab? Isse achha toh woh log mujhe maar hi daalte…. achha hota.
Sab sochte hain, mere paas dil nehi hain. Main haaske kisi se do baten nehi kar sakta… office me sab sochta hain… main bahat strict hoon… humesha gussa karta hoon sab pe… lekin main toh aisa zindegi nehi chaha maa. Sab aisa kiun ho gaya? While thinking something…. aur wo Daya… apko yaad hain nah Daya… kiun jab bhi main usse dur jana chaha, utna hi kareeb aate gaya wo? Main kitna bhi chillaun… kitna bhi usse gusse se pesh aaun… use koi farak nehi padhta! Kitna bhi koshish karta hoon use khud se dur karne ki… uspe koi asar hi nehi hota! Aap ek baar uska bhi nehi socha?
Main bhalehi apse har waqt khafah rehta tha… lekin Daya… wo toh apse bahat pyar karta tha… bahat izzat karta apki… maine dekha, aap bhi use pasand karte the….. apne bete ki tarha… uska bhi nehi socha aap!
Daya kiun itna apna sa lagta hain mujhe… kya rishta hain usse mera? Kiun uske ankhon me ajib sa apnapan dikhta mujhe humesha se? Kiun uske paas rehne se bahat sakoon milta dil ko maa? He slumps down of floor grabbing his folded knees with both hands…. Main jab bhi usse dur jana chaha… pagal ladhka… pata nehi kaise kaise tarkeeb nikal ke humesha mujhe rok leta hain. Aaj bhi wo pagal… khud ko doshi manta hain us hadse ke liye… use kya pata… sab ke nasib me khushi nehi sajate hain Bhagwan ji. Mujhe kuch samajh nehi aa raha maa… main Daya se kaise pesh aaun… use chot lagta toh mujhe itna dard kiun mehsoosh hota hain… uska har ek baton se mujhe itna shanti milta hain… lekin main kabhi use jatana nehi chahta hoon. Mujhe dar lagta hain aab kisi ko apna sochne me. Humesha use zalil karta hoon… uska har ek baat ko hamdardi ka tana dete aaya hoon main…. Lekin use kabhi mere koi bhi baton se koi farak hi padhta… humesha se mushkurake sab sun leta mere dant wo… kabhi shikayat nehi karta… main kya karun maa… mujhe sach me dar lagta hain uska itna pyar se… mere liye itna samman se. Mera koi apna nehi hain aur… mujhe kuch yaad nehi hain… mujhe koi nehi chahiye… mujhe Daya se dar lagta hain… main sayad apne dil ko rok nehi paunga… lekin main usse dosti nehi kar sakta… hargiz nehi. Main apka khuni hoon… sun rahe hain aap? Abhijeet breaks down in loud cry…. Main hoon apka khuni…. Main ne nehi pehchan paya apko… aap mujhe chor ke chale gaye. Aab aage kabhi kisi hadsa phir se ho jaye mere sath… aur main Daya ko bhul jaun… wo bhi mujhe chor ke chala jayega. Main tab jiunga kaise… kis sahare se… main mar jaunga… sach me mar jaunga… mujhme aur kuch khone ka himmat nehi hain…. he slowly closes his eyes as sleep comes in his eyes with the continuous day long fatigue…
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Daya's sleeps breaks with a jerk… Abhijeet sir thik toh hain?
He sits up on his bed and looks at his watch….. 2 am at night.
Kal Diwali sir, is saal aap akela nehi honge… aap ka apna hoga kal apke sath… maine tay kar liya… aap kuch bhi kar lijiye kal… main apko is saal Diwali ke rango me ranga kar ke hi rahunga… pichle saal toh iss waqt aap mission me the… lekin is baar aap bhi jiyenge zindegi… zaroorat nehi humesha khoon ka rishta hi sachha rishta ho… kuch rishta dil se bhi banta hain sir… bas hume use pehechanne ka zaroorat hota hain… he again lies down with a smile in his lips while planning something for his Abhijeet sir.
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Mistic Morning