She reached an old go down. She parked her bike some distance away and went inside. It took Daya a moment to follow her. He went inside running but stopped seeing someone.
It was none other than Shreya in a very bad mood. She had locked her hands above her chest and her legs were a little apart. She was standing a little tilted and was giving Daya the world's deadliest glare.
Shreya (strictly): ACP sir ne bola hai piccha karne ke liye.
Daya was still shocked. Shreya raised one of her eyebrow.
Shreya (same tone): Maine aapse kucch puccha hai abhi.
Daya just nodded his head and gulped in horror. She just sighed and moved ahead.
After a step or two, she stopped, looked at him, who was still standing there with the same expression.
Shreya (helplessly): Ab aa hi gyein hain toh chaliye.
Shreya again moved ahead and Daya followed her. As they entered another gate, they were attacked by many powerful goons. Daya was fighting with one. After fifteen minutes, when he knocked him down, he moved forward to fight to another. But, do you think Shreya would have left any?
Some goons were dead and some were knocked down to unconsciousness. He followed the trial but it was too late. Shreya was sitting by the support of the wall, sweating badly and shivering slightly. Her jacket was thrown away, she was wearing a light blue tank top and her black pant. She had got a cut on the neck and stomach, they were small cuts. Daya noticed a blood drenched knife, a meter or so beside her and a dead man, who was stabbed on his chest.
He went to Shreya. He bent to her height, as she was sitting, and held her from her shoulder.
Daya (softly and calmly): Shreya, (she looked at him) yeh sab kaise hua?
Shreya looked at the body.
Flashback,
Shreya entered the room running, after fighting the goons. She stopped seeing the figure in front of her.
Shreya (low but angry voice): Shera.
The man smirked. He was coming closer to Shreya but she jerked him. He was giving him seductive looks which made her really scared (after all she is a girl) but she didn't show that.
Shera: Waise tumhari behen ke bachche kaise hai … oops, vo toh mere bhi bachche hai. (and gave an evil laugh)
This was too much for her. She removed her jacket and started to fight with him. He removed his dagger.
Shreya (while defending from the dagger in a loud and angry voice): Voh tumhare bachche nhi hai samjhe! Voh na tumhare the aur na hi hain. Pita voh hota hai jo apne bachchon ka saath de na ki unki maa ko dard de.
Shera made a cut on her stomach but still she did not stop the fight.
Shera (fighting): Dard to tumhe bhi mila hai na.
Shreya stopped for a second. Taking it as an advantage, he came behind her holding the knife to her neck. Shreya's breath stopped.
Shera (taking the dagger more closer to her): Dard to tumhe bhi hua tha, bahut zyada dard. Nhi?
He made a cut on her neck while taking the dagger closer to her. A tear escaped her eye in pain, but not because of the physical wound, but of the wound she got years ago in her heart. Still, THE SCARS SHE HAVE gives her immense pain.
Shera (evil grin): Dar lag rha hain
She controlled herself.
Shreya (confidently): Shera, Mujhe tujhse dar nhi lagta aur na hi maut se.
She held his hand, which was holding the dagger, and twisted it to his back. She took hold of the dagger while twisting the hand.
Now, it was Shera under her grip. Her one hand was twisting his hand and the other hand was holding the dagger near Shera's chest. She stabbed it and let his body fall. She was him till he took his last breath. She backed off. Her grip became lose on the weapon which helped it to fall down. She hit the wall and dragged herself down till she was seated.
Daya immediately came running to her.
Flashback ended.
Daya sighed and stood up. He brought her jacket and she wore it, still sitting. She stood up by the help of the wall, but when she took the first step, she fell unconscious.
He went to her and before she could fall, held her in his arms.
He moved out and went to his car. He kept her safely on the backseat and closed the door. He sat on his seat and drove off.
On the way, he called someone.
Daya: Haan, hello, sir.
ACP: Haan Daya, bolo.
Daya told everything to him. ACP was very angry.
ACP (angrily): Yeh ladki such mein pagal hai. Pta nhi kab kya karde.
Daya (smiled):Voh toh hai sir. (then remembered something) Achha sir, Shreya apni kaunsi behen ke baare mein bol rhi thi.
ACP (sadly): Voh Daya, Shreya ki ek behen thi, Mansi. Kafi close the dono. Shreya se paanch saal bdi thi Mansi. Paanch saal pehle ki bad hai, jab Shreya Dehli mein ACP thi toh (sighed sadly) Shera raped Mansi. Mansi kaafi udaas rehti thi, Shreya ne use ye kasam di thi ki voh suicide na kare kyunki, uske ander nanhi jaan pal rhi hai. Time beeta, Mansi ne do judwa bhai behen ko janam diya aur kuchh din baad kuchh aisa hua ki usne suicide kar liya.
Daya (questioningly): Sir, aisa kya hua tha uske saath?
ACP (sadly): Voh Mujhe nhi pta. Sirf Shreya janti hai (after a pause) Achha Daya main bhi rakhta hoon. Tum Shreya ko hospital le jao, main nhi aa sakta waise bhi agar Mujhe dekh liya toh Mujhe bahut dategi ki (copying Shreya) 'aapne Daya sir ko kyun bheja, mujh par wishwaas nhi tha na.'
Both shared a little laughed and disconnected the call. Soon, Daya reached hospital and the dressing was done. Shreya also gained consciousness after sometime. They went to the car and drove off. It was a silent journey. Suddenly after fifteen minutes, Daya stopped the car in front of a resteraunt.
Shreya looked at him confused.
Day (like a kid): Bhook lagi hai, chalo na.
Shreya smiled and they went inside. They were having dinner. Everything was Shreya's favorite, she was surprised.
Shreya (surprised): Aapko yaad tha?
Daya (smiled): Kucch khaas logon ki baatein humesha yaad reh jaati hain.
Shreya smiled and they had dinner. Daya dropped Shreya and goes to his place. He sleeps remembering his day and a happy sigh escapes his mouth.