Chapter 6

" Late Senior Inspector Abhijeet"

She whispered under her breath, as she read those words printed on the edge of the brown colored huge wooden frame, she shut her eyes immediately to prevent the tears which were trying very hard to escape, her hand which was caressing the name scribbled on the frame instantly dropped and her shoulders slumped downwards like a warrior who was lost in the battle field. Daya who was watching minutely her gestures felt sorry for her, seeing her condition tears started building up in his eyes, so to avoid the his emotional break down he averted his gaze from her for time being and headed towards the kitchen to give some time to her as well as him..

Here Tarika was staring the frame blankly without even averting her gaze from his face, not even once..Even now he was there for her..every minute..every second she was engulfed with his thoughts..there was not a single moment where she could have forgotten him..

As she stared the frame her eyes spoke and reflected the pain but her face..her face remained unchanged..she tried very hard to maintain her poker face. she knew that it was pretty long time and shedding tears now , after such long time is nothing but waste.

Tarika realized that she is staring the frame from very long time, so she moved towards the couch and made her comfortable, she glanced at the wall in front of her, the wall was occupied with another frame, it was a group picture of all cid officers which was clicked when they successfully defeated HD, a smile crept on her face as she watched everyone's smiling face..Smiling face, that was pretty hard to find on officer's face now-a-days..

she averted her gaze to other things, but alas, every thing was making her realize about him..

his memory was haunting her..by every passing minute..every passing moment..though it was long time but still "HE" stayed with her..in her memories..

Years have passed, days were over, seasons have changed but the only thing stayed untouched was the bitter truth of "HIS: life..or "their life"

"THE TRUTH" that was never accepted by anyone of them, not even her..not even by him..

"...SENIOR INSPECTOR ABHIJEET IS DEAD! don't you understand...Abhijeet maar chuka hain..nhi hain woh huamre bich..mare huwe insaan humare biach nhi aate Tarika..HE IS DEAD..ABHIJEET IS DEAD! "

"Tarika...Tarika? "

Tarika snapped back to reality when she found daya calling her name loudly, she observed him and found that he was calling her name from pretty long time, she glanced at him and understood the reason, he was holding two cups of coffee in front of her, Tarika received her cup of coffee and stared sipping the contents of it, while daya sat on the opposite chair and finished his cup..they both remained silent for time being..

After initial moments of silence, Daya decided to strike the conversation. He coughed purposefully to get tarika's attention, seeing daya's attempts; Tarika focused her attention on him.

Daya : Tarika..(he called he name softly)

Tarika: hmm..

Daya: kya socha tumne? Ab aage kya ..tum..

Tarika: kiss baremain baat kar rahe ho Daya?

Daya: Tarika tum ache tareek se janti huin ko main kiss baremain baat kar raha huin aur phir bhi...( Daya stopped in his tracks as he realized that his tone is getting higher, so he stopped and continued with normal tone) Tarika deepak acha ladka hain, tum dono ek dosre ke saath bohaut khush raho ge..kab tak yuhi beetein yadon ke sahare jeti rahogi? Use gaya jamana hogaya Tarika..ab tumhe aage badhan chahiye..

Tarika: maa ne kaha na tumse mujhe samjhna keliye..

Daya: kissne kaha yeh important nhi hain..Important yeh hain ki tumhe aage badhna hain..

Tarika: Daya..

Daya: Tarika please..agar mujhe aapna dost manti ho toh..ek dost ke hisab se keh raha huin, bhul jaon joh kuch huwa..aur aapne zindagi ki nayi shuruwat karo..

Tarika: itna aasan nhi hain daya..

Daya: I know aasan nhi hain..par mushkil bhi nhi hain..hum sab hain tumhre saath..

Tarika: Daya i can't do it..nhi aage badh sakti main..nhi bula sakti Abhijeet ko..

Daya: Tarika, main tumhe Abhijeet ko bulne keliye nhi keh raha huin..bas keh raha huin ki..(daya pause for a sec) Tarika, tum jajnti ho ki ab Abhijeet aur tum nhi aasakte saath..phir bhi..main bas itna chatha huin ki tum khsuh raho..

Tarika: Daya tum chathe ho na ki main khsuh rahu?

Daya: haan..

Tarika: toh please, I request you, mujhese iss silsile main baat mat karo..please..

Daya: par tarika..

Tarika: daya PLease..

( By saying this Tarika got up from her seat, she took her bad and headed towards the door)

Tarika: bye Daya..aur haan kal Aditya aarah hain America se, uski flight kal subha 9:30 ko land hogi, toh hume usse piack up karne jaana hain..

(Daya nodded)

Tarika: btw, Thanks for the coffee..apna khyal rakhna..

(saying this Tarika headed towards her home while daya kept staring the closed door. he sulked down at his seat)

Daya (thinking) kyu Tarika? kyu kar rahi ho aise? kyu nhi smajhti ..kyu nhi samjhit ke Abhijeet aur tum kabhi saath nhi aa sakte..kabhi nhi..kabhi nhi..

(Daya rested his head on the head rest and closed his eyes as he remembered the incidents that changed there life ..forever..

TEN LONG YEARS were passed to that incident but still they never accepted the fact that Abhijeet was no more..that Abhijeet was dead..

the day when the lives of three people came to ab END!

The Day when "ONE Relationship" Ended while other relations started building..

sorry for the super late update..will try to update soon..

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