The ground under the CID team's feet moved away...the world around them stopped for a while...they could not realise the bitter truth...they were starring at him with blank eyes...the doctor again repeated his words...
Doctor: your officer is no more...you have lost him...
The stunned silence was broken by Daya or more accurately by his shout...his painful shout...he shouted in total anger...or in pain...or somewhere in fear?...
Daya: NAHHHHIIIINNNN!...yeh nahin ho sakta...aap jhooth bol rahe hain...
He jumped on the doctor,grabbed his apron and shouted in the top of his voice...
Daya: aapka himmat kaise hua itna ghatiya mazak karte huye?...aapko aandaza bhi hain ki is waqt hum pe kya beet raha hain?...mera bhai bilkul theek hain...main janta hu ki woh bilkul theek hain...I will kill you agar use kuch bhi hua to...
Now ACP Pradyuman decided to interfere...he went to them and separated Daya from the poor doctor...and asked in soft yet firm tone...
Pradyuman: doctor sahab aapko pata bhi hain ki aap kya keh rahe hain?...
The Doctor: yes ACP sir...your officer Senior Inspector Abhijeet is no more...he is...
His sentence remained incomplete as Daya had rushed inside the operation theatre,giving a strong push to him...the doctor tried to stop him...but he himself was compelled to stop feeling a firm touch on shoulder...Freddy!...he only said...
Freddy: nahin doctor sahab aaj unhe ro lene dijiye...maafi mang lene dijiye apne bhai se...warna CID Mumbai aaj apna ek nahin balki do do honhaar officer kho dega...let him be alone with him...
INSIDE THE OPERATION THEATRE...
Daya rushed inside the large room and stopped in front of the operation table...the nurses tried to stop him but all became quiet seeing the doctor signalling them to stop from the doorstep...they left the operation theatre after having a glance of the dead patient and his dumbstruck brother...
Daya remained standing there silently for a long time...starring at the silent pale of his friend who was lying on the operation table...the oxygen mask had been removed...and the machines surrounding the bed were silent...indicating the end of the person lying there on the bed...his DEATH...
Daya looked at the monitor showing cardiac status of Abhijeet...the lines had straightened...but he did not cry...as he still could not realise or more accurately could not believe the bitter truth...
He gently touched his lying brother's hand...and sensed the reducing temperature of his brother's body...now he could understand what had happened with him...Abhijeet had left him?...Abhijeet?...his brother?...he left him alone forever?...no this could not happen...
His grip loosened over his hand...Abhijeet's hand fell on the bed...Daya sat on his bed with a thud...and cupped his face...he screamed...
Daya: Abhijeet...Abhijeet...aankhe kholo...boss please boss...please wapas aajao...please...tum hume chodke aise nahin jaa sakte...Abhi...please nahin...nahin nahin mat jao...please mat jao...wapas aajao...dekho Abhi...main tumhare saamne haath jodke maafi mangta hu...(he folded his palms in front of his lying brother)...main kabhi tumhare saath nahin chodunga...kabhi tumhara badhaya hua haath nahin thukdaunga...kabhi tumhe akela chodke nahin jaunga...promise Abhijeet...pakkawala promise...par please tum wapas aajao...tum is tarah nahin ja sakte yaar...aisa nahin kar sakte mere saath ab...please Abhijeet please...
But no response came from his deary brother...Daya was weeping bitterly...like a mad...Daya again said while jerking his body badly...
Daya: dekh Abhijeet yeh aakhri baar bol raha hu...uth jaa...yaar tu jo bolega main use manne ke liye bilkul taiyar hu...jo bhi bolega...jo bhi shart dega manne ke liye bilkul taiyar hu...jo bhi shart dega...bhool gaya...tu ne hi waada kiya tha puri zindagi saath nibhane ka...tu to kabhi apna waada nahin todta...to aaj kyun yaar?...aaj kyun?...please wapas aa yaar...yeh Daya adhura hain tere bina...yaar manta hu tere saath bohot galat kiya hain maine...hum sab ne...par uska itna bada saza to na de tu...please yaar uth jaa...dekh tere Daya tere pass wapas aa gaya hain...ab sab theek ho jayega...koi rishta tujhse dur nahin gaya hain yaar...sab tujhe pehle jaisa hi pyaar aur samman karte hain...to tu kyun rishton se dur jana chahta hain?..please boss aankhe khol...tu aisa nahin kar sakta yaar...tujhe uthna hi hoga...uth na yaar...arey agar tujhe khud is haal mein jana hi tha to mujhe kyun wapas laya tha?...rehne deta mujhe wahin...
But still no response came from his Abhijeet...Daya now broke down into tears...keeping his head on the chest of the only relation he had had...weeping badly...requesting his brother to return...he still could not believe the truth...the only thing now he was understanding was that he should stay with his brother no...the maximum time he could stay...it was the last time that he was with him...and he must not allow it to go it waste...he should enjoy the pleasure,the sooth of his brother's company for the last time...until he...yes he himself would give fire to his funeral pyre...
Yes he would do it...he was the only earthly relation that Abhijeet had had in his life...no today he would not refuse the truth...so he would have to do it...as Abhijeet would get the maximum peace if he did so...and he...only he had the maximun right on his boss...including this painful right too...
Daya was not crying anymore...he just closed his eyes in sooth of being with his brother...for the last time...he wanted to relish every drop of the pleasure he was feeling...he remained like that until he heard a low yet painful voice...
Voice: aahh!...
He ignored the voice as he thought it had come from somewhere else...but he was compelled to sit up with a jerk again hearing the same voice but this time in more pain...
Voice: aahh!...Da...ya...ba...cha...o
He now looked at his brother's face and was overjoyed to see that...his eyes were SLIGHTY OPEN!...and he was struggling for breathes...the machines surrounding his bed had started to beep again...
Daya,overwhelmed with joy,first attached the oxygen mask on Abhijeet's face which supplied him the fresh oxygen causing him to relax...Daya stood up and was about to go out to call the doctor when he felt a weak grip over his hand...he looked at the grip...
CHAHE JO TUMHE
POORE DIL SE
MILTA HAIN WOH
MUSHKIL SE
AISA JO KOI
KAHIN HAIN
JANO WAHIN SABSE
HASIN HAIN
US HAATH KO
TUM THAAM LO
WOH MEHERBAAN
KAL HO NA HO...
Abhijeet shook his head negatively as if he wanted to stop him...Daya gave an assuring nod to him and them shouted...
Daya: doctor sahab yahan aayie...it is a miracle...
The doctor ran inside and was just stunned to see Daya standing with a teary smile and Abhijeet lying with slightly open eyes...he could only utter...
Doctor: it is a real miracle...Dayaji aap bahar jaaiye...we will have to complete the operation...
Daya took out his hand...and turned towards the door to leave but again stopped feeling a weak yet firm grip over his hand...Abhijeet said weakly and in painful tone...
Abhijeet: ya...ar ple...ase ma..at...jaa..d..dar...la...lag...ra...ha...hain...
Daya helplessly looked at the doctor who smiled with assurance and said...
Doctor: lagta hain aapka dost aapke bina rehna nahin chahte...aap jaaiye jake apron,cap aur mask lagake aaiye...hurry up...we are running out of time...
Daya smiled...and after giving a seceruing pressure on Abhijeet's grip over his hand...took out his hand and went to follow the doctor's order...
The red bulb outside the operation theatre lit up again...the CID cops again started to pray for their deary Abhijeet/Abhijeet sir but now somewhere they were relaxed too...
Inside the operation theatre...the doctors were applying stitches to Abhijeet's bullet wound...Daya could not suppress his tears seeing that wound and the immense amount of pain Abhijeet might have been feeling being shot...his hand between Abhijeet was shivering time to time...
Abhijeet,in the other hand,was not feeling any pain as the doctor had applied local anasthesia in his chest...still he was holding Daya's hand in a tight grip as he was still scared of being alone again...
Suddenly he felt that Daya's hand,which was in his grip,was shivering badly...he immediately gripped it more tightly which lowered the shiver of his friend...he noticed that Daya was starring at his face...he smiled and turned his gaze towards one corner where he was standing with his mother sometimes ago...as a soul...
After his fairy mother agreed to take him along with her...Abhijeet closed his eyes...when he opened his eyes again...he felt that he was standing beside his mother in that corner...
He looked at his body around which the doctors and the nurses were standing with defeated face and really felt bad for it...he could see that main surgeon looked at the rest assistants and said...
Main surgeon: we have lost him...disconnect the oxygen mask...
He left with a fallen face to inform CID team...a nurse took out his body's oxygen mask slowly...Abhijeet closed his eyes...
He opened his eyes after sometime and said to his mother in a moist tone...
Abhijeet: ab chale maa?...der to nahin ho raha?...
His mother: sabar rakho beta...mujhe tumhe kuch dikhana hain...
Abhijeet just nodded and kept starring at his own body...suddenly his trance was broken by rash entry of his brother in the operation theatre...
He was just stunned to see his brother's condition...red,teary,swollen eyes...he saw that his brother began to weep bitterly with the continous request to him for return...
Some drops of tears fell from Abhijeet's eyes...as he now felt terribly angry on himself and felt really bad for Daya...all the anger which had been stored in his heart for him gradually began to evaporate and love...yes pure love for his only earthly relation began to reoccupy it's space...
He wanted to live now...live with Daya...enjoy his company...relish all the moments of love,quarrel,care,concern and...and togetherness...
But was it possible now?...could he go back to those earthly ties after cutting them by his own hands?...
Suddenly Abhijeet heard Daya's painful words as 'arey agar tujhe khud hi is haal mein jana tha to mujhe wapas kyun laya tha?...' Abhijeet felt terribly angry on his stupid brother and shouted in extreme anger...
Abhijeet: DAYAAAA!...
But he was stunned to see that his angry shout had not reached in Daya's ears at all...he now covered his face with his palms and bursted out in tears...suddenly he heard his mother's soft voice...
His mother: maafi utna aasan nahin hota to kya hua beta?...koshish to karni hi chahiye...jise tum ek nafrat bhari zehreela dard bhara baatein samajh rahe ho woh darasal ek pyaar aur izzat se bhara hua vishwas ke anokhi dastaan hain...jo upar se ek kadwi dawai lagega par andar se ek bohot hi meethi ehsus hain jiska proyog humesha asardar hota hain...haan tum chaho to wapas ja sakte to abhi bhi...main nahin rokungi tumhe...kya tum jana chahoge?
Abhijeet gave a silent nod and grabbed her hand tightly and said...
Abhijeet: par maa aap?...aap mujhe chodke chale jayenge?...
In response...Abhijeet's mother just hugged him tightly...she planted a soft kiss in his head and said...
Abhijeet's mother: nahin beta...main wahin rahungi jahan in 12 saalon se thi...tumhare dil mein...jab bhi dil se yaad karoge...mujhe apne pass paoge...aur haan yeh yaad rakhna...meri maut tumhare wajah se nahin...halat aur badnaseebi ke wajah se hua hain...wapas jake yeh guilt apne maan se nikal dena...
She separated from the hug and said with a naughty smile...
Abhijeet's mother: aur haan wapas jake agar suno ki Freddy aatma ko leke dar raha hain to use daantna mat...dekh liya na tumne ki aatma hote ya nahin...us bechare ko bina wajah kyun daatonge?...
Abhijeet(cutely): maa!...
His mother: JAAO ABHIJEET WAPAS JAAO APNE RISHTON KE PASS...WOH LOG TUMSE BOHOT PYAAR KARTE HAIN...JAAO...
Abhijeet felt that he was sinking in the pool of darkness...he only smiled...after sometime he felt an untolerable pain in the bullet wound in his chest...as Daya had kept his head too close to that wound...he slightly opened his eyes...and exclaimed in pain...
Abhijeet: aahh!...
Daya's slight press on his hand brought back him from his trance...Abhijeet smiled at him...Daya too smiled and said...
Daya: congratulations boss...tumhara operation successful raha...ab doctor tumhe room mein shift karke thoda sedatives denge...thik ho na tum?...
Abhijeet gave a small nod to him and then said in low weak tone...
Abhijeet: Da...ya...
Daya(lowered his gaze): bolo...
Abhijeet(with difficulty): it..na do..or...se wap...as aa...aya...kam...se kam...ga...le...t..o...lag...ale...ek...baar...
Daya looked at him with shock and a happy smile lit up his face...he bent over lying Abhijeet and hugged him in at state only...Abhijeet smiled and wrapped his hand around him...
A fairy standing in the corner of the room in disappeared form...only smiled while removing her tears...
END OF THE STORY...
Chahe jitna bhi narazgi ho ya misunderstanding ho...TRUE RELATIONS NEVER DIE...even GOD bhi ek hi cheez ke aage haarte hain...PYAR...phir chahe woh kaise bhi rishton ke beech kyun na ho...
chalo yahin tak tha MILNA YAHAN KAL HO NA HO ka safar...hope you have enjoyed it...please review guys...can I hope for 230+ reviews?...
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Rasha and cid fiction: I am sorry for not fulfilling your wish...I too had wanted for tragic end...but my friends have threatened me to break friendship...main ek kahani ke liye dosti tootne nahin de sakti...
Friends you know that I am going for a break...I will miss you all...will you miss me?...
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Yours Nikita