Hello friends! How are you all doing? Hope you're fine...
It's really sad to know that our dear friend Kalpana is no more... Even though we never saw her... still, an unknown bond had been created between us... Miss you! May her soul rest in permanent peace...
I'm back! let's begin...
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A Fight
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Daya and Shreya stayed at the beach for a long time, enjoying each other's company. Two souls had united the previous night. Inseparable, they were.
"Shreya..." said Daya as he caressed her hair.
"Hmm..." Shreya replied.
"Tum iss sab se khush to ho na?"
"Ye kya bol rahe aap?" Shreya replied as she turned to him.
"Shreya... wo mai, bas... aise hi," Daya stammered.
"Daya... kya baat hai?"
"Actually, mujhe pta nhi... aisa kyu lag raha hai ki... kuch bura hone wala hai,"
"Aapko bhi..."
"Matlab?" Asked a confused Daya.
"Mujhe bhi... kuch... aisa hi lag raha hai, jaise kuch bura hone wala hai," said Shreya.
"Hmm... Shayad ye humara vehem hai..." Said Daya.
"Ho bhi sakta hai..."
"Aur nhi bhi,"
Shreya nodded.
"Par..." Shreya began.
"Nhi Shreya... ye pal... ye lamhe... ab inn sab mei iss sab ko mat dalo... please..." Said Daya in a requesting tone.
"Mai samaj gayi Daya... ab aapki zindagi mei khusiya hi khusiya hoinge,"
"Meri nhi... humari,"
Shreya just smiled and nodded.
"Shreya..." He held her from shoulder "Love you..."
"Shaam se bees (20) baar keh chuke hai,"
"Jitni baar bolo utni baar kam hai,"
She blushed.
"Daya... kaafi raat ho gyi hai... mujhe chalna chahiye,"
"Kyu?"
"Tarika aur Purvi pareshaan hote hoinge,"
"Fikar mat karo, tarika abhijit ke sath hai..."
"Aur Purvi?"
"Kavin ke saath..."
"Kya!"
"Haan... Tum itna shocked kyu ho?"
"Mujhe iss barre mei pta nhi tha..."
"Mujhe bhi aaj hi pta chala,"
Shreya laughed.
Daya absorbed her laughter and said in a dreamy tone"Humesha... hasti rehna..."
"Ab aap aagaye hai... to... meri ye hassi kabhi band nhi hogi,"
He looked at her naughtily. She sensed his intentions... So she moved back and hit her head against the rock. Daya smirked and again moved near her. He pushed her harder and held her arm, keeping in a linear position to the rock. Daya moved near her lips. She, feeling scared, closed her eyes, in the same way she had done they day they met.
Daya smiled at her. He gently held her hair and tucked them behind her ears. He started moving his hand on her arm, which was near the rock and moved more closer for her lips.
She could feel his warm breath and his love for her. Daya could hear her heart beat, yes! It only pumped for him! He was really happy. He moved more closer and gently brushed his hard lips against her soft ones. She could feel his temptations. Daya kissed her deeper and deeper and didn't wanted to stop. She caressed his hair with her hand and made her feel his love for him. Shreya was enjoying his kisses and it's passion.
After sometime, Shreya felt uncomfortable with his kiss. Her lips were bleeding as he had kissed her so hard. Her lips were paining. Her mind was telling her to stop him, while her heart chose the other way.
Daya immediately sensed her uncomforty. He slowly dragged himself out of that kiss. He saw tears in her eyes, which were closed tightly. He saw her bleeding lips and immediately realized his fault.
After a few seconds, when Shreya realized that Daya wasn't there, she opened her eyes and saw him staring at her. She immediately sucked the blood from her lips and lowered her gaze.
"I'm... I'm sorry," he said, trumbling.
She looked up and said "Aap sorry kyu bol thae hai?"
"Wo meri waja se... dard hua na,"
She smiled and replied "Dard to hua... par ye us khushi ke samne chota hai, wo khushi jo aapne di hai,"
"Sach?" he asked while he looked straight into her eyes.
She simply nodded.
"Thank you Shreya!" he said and immediately hugged her.
She melted in his hug, forgetting all that pain. They both could feel their love for each other.
Soon, they separated from this hug. They were lost in each other's eyes for a long time. Suddenly, a loud roar of thunder could be heard. They both looked up in the sky and found the lightning covering more than half of the sky.
"Daya... ab sach mei bohot deer ho gayi hai, I think I should go," Shreya said.
"Hmm... mujhe bhi yehi lagta hai," replied Daya.
"To? Chale?" Shreya said with a smile.
"Chalo..." he said and stood up.
Both of them stood up and went into his car.
When they reached inside the car and Shreya asked "Waise Daya, apko kaise pta chala kj aal barish hone wali hai?"
"Mujhe nhi pta tha... Wo barish jo hotel mei hui thi... wo to,"
"wo to?"
"Maine banayi thi, aur,"replied Daya with a smirk.
"Aur?"
"Aur... ye lightning to..."
"To?"
"to apne aap ho gayi..."
They both had a heavy laugh.
After a few minutes, they both drove off for Shreya's house. Shreya event into her home and Daya drove off for his after spending sometime with her in the house.
NEXT DAY
CID Bureau...
Duo had reached and there was no case reported and the pending files were complete. ACP sir and salukhe sir had gone for a meeting. It was early morning, so no one beside them was present there.
"Aur bhai Daya," abhijit began "Bol di Shreya ko apni dill ki baat?"
"Yes boss!" replied Daya.
"Aur... Anand uncle to khushi se jhoom rahe hoinge, Hai na?"
"Waise... Maine dad ko abhi... taq nhi bataya hai," Daya said, hesitantly.
"Kyu?" asked a surprised abhijit.
"Yaar... wo na... time nhi mila,"
"Matlab kya hai ki time nhi mila?" asked a shocked abhijit.
"Yaar... kal raat jab ghar aya to dad so chuke thae... Maine socha aaj bolouga,"
"Lekin aaj bol dena..."
"Haan haan... keh duga,"
"yaad se,"
Soon all the other officers started coming one by one. Shreya took came and looked at Daya. He smiled in return. Abhijit noticed this and traded Daya in every possible way. During the hole day, DaReya blushed really hard, especially in front of Abhijit. Tarika and Purvi were too happy for both of them.
"Daya... aaj papa se baat kar lena," Abhijit said to Daya before leaving for his home.
"Haan zaroor," days smiled while looking at Shreya. She blushed hard.
Abhijit clicked his fingers in front of Daya's eyes and with this, Daya came out of the trance.
Daya smiled and drove off for his home.
In Daya's home,
Daya's dad welcomed him, but he wasn't looking good. He seemed a bit upset. Daya noticed this but decided to ask him post dinner.
After Dinner,
"Dad... aap kuch pareshaan lag rahe hai?" Daya asked his dad.
"Beta... aaj kal ki generation ke bare mai soch raha hoon,"
"Matlab?" asked a confused Daya.
"Beta... tumhe batata hoon, aaj kya hua,"
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A few hours earlier,
Mr Anand had gone to the supermarket to buy veggies. He walked across the street carrying a small bag.
Suddenly, his eyes caught a rainbow in the sky. He took out his phone to capture a glimpse of it. He started recording it. While he was recording it, he saw a girl holding man by his arm and walking really close to him. The girl's head was on the boy's shoulder and they both were walking hand in hand, chatting merrily. It looked as if they were a perfect happy couple.
Anand also heard their conversation.
"Baby... aaj kya khaogi?" asked the boy.
"Jaan... jo tum bolo," replied the gal.
"Arre nhi nhi batao na baby..."
"Nhi jaanu... wohi... jo tum he pasand hai,"
"Acha... toh... Mexican?"
"Wo to kal khaya tha na jaanu?"
"Acha? Toh... Italian?"
"Nhi... wohi... chizee hai... pizza, pasta, borito, etc. etc."
"Phir... Chinese?"
"Yay Jaanu! hum yahi kahaege!" replied he gal, looking really happy.
"Anything for you my Love,"
"Thank you my love,"
"Love you... My Sweety,"
"Love you too... My Handsome hunk,"
And they both went off. Unknowingly, Anand captured this conversation too in his mobile.
Anand shook his head "Aaj kal ke log bhi na, zara dekho to iss ladki ko? Kaise chal rahi hai? Aur wo bhi yaha bahar?! Sharam naam ki koi chiz hi nhi hai," thought Mr Anand.
He also captured the girl and boy holding hand in his phone.
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Mr Anand finished his part of story when he saw Daya laughing. Daya was laughing really hard and didn't stop for a long time. After approximately five minutes, Daya saw his dad staring at him angrily. He stopped laughing and said "Sorry..."
"Tum...na... kabhi nhi sudhroge," anand shook his head.
Daya smiled.
"Papa," Daya began "Aap bhi na, itni choti si bat pe... apna mood kyu kharaab kar thae ho?"
"Acha baba... nhi karta," Replied Anand.
"Acha... papa... mujhe aapko kuch batana hai," Daya said.
"Haan haan... bolo beta,"
"Wo..." Daya stammered "Wo... samaj nhi aaraha kaise kahu..."
"Arre... beta... tunne aaj taq mujhse koi bat nhi chupayi hai, to ab kyu hichkicha rahe ho?"
"Actually dad... wo na, mai na," he lowered his gaze.
Anand read his son's mind. How couldn't he? After Daya's real parents had died, he was one who took his care since he was just a lil' boy. He knew everything about him, every single thing.
Anand smiled and said "Daya... kya tu kisi ko pasand karta hai?"
Daya looked at his dear dad in did he got to know to about this? How? How?
"Bata na Daya... apne papa ko nhi boloega?"
"Umm... Haan dad," he said and looked down shyly.
"Oho!" Anand smirked "Mera beta bada ho gya hai,"
Daya blushed "Dad... aap bhi na... kuch bhi... bolte hai,"
"Arre nhi nhi... bol na... bata na... kon hai wo ladki?" Anand winked.
"Dad... wo mere saath CID mei kaam karti hai," Daya said happily.
"Acha? naam to bata,"
"Shreya... Shreya naam hai,"
"Arre wah!" said Anand happily "Kya naam hai! Shreya! Really beautiful name! Aur naam bhi... rhyme karta hai, Daya... aur Shreya... what a choice my son!"
"Dad... aur... ek aur bat," Daya was a bit nervous.
"Haan haan,"
"Papa wo... Maine usse," Daya began.
"Arre bol na!" Anand said.
He said in extremely low voice that Anand couldn't hear him "Maine usse propose bhi kardiya hai,"
"Kya?!" Anand forwarded his ear "Sauna nhi!"
"Papa... Maine usse," Daya tightly closed his eyes "Propose kardiya hai!"
There was silence for the next few seconds. Daya was expecting the worst reply from his dad. He thought that his dad would scold him for hiding his feelings for Shreya to him and without even telling him he proposed her.
"Daya..." Mr Anand began very calmly.
"Papa I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! Please mujhe maaf kardijie! please!" Daya cried.
"Arre... Daya... maafi kyu maagta hai?" Anand said with a smile.
"Matlab?" Daya asked, being confused.
"Beta," he carresed his son's hair "Ab tu sach mei bada ho gya hai... ab tujhe iss sab ke liye... meri permission nhi chahiye! Samjha naughty boy! Acha ye bata... Kita kharcha kiya? "
Daya had more than just a tinch of happiness "Papa... zyada nhi.. usko zyada romantic chize nhi pasand, she's no less than a tomboy."
"Tomboy! Wow! A tomboy bahu!"
"Papa!"
"Accha.. sorry!"
Daya smiled.
"Acha...uske mom dad ke bare mei bata!"
"Aaa... dad... uske mom dad... jab wo panch sal ki thi... tab chal basse,"
"Oh... really sad..."
"Lekin...wo hai bohot achi!"
"Acha... uska koi photo voto hai?"
"Haan haan bilkul!" he said and took out his phone, opening the gallery, he clicked on a photo of his and Shreya's...
"Ye dekho," Daya forwarded his hand to show him tha photo.
"Dikha!" Anand took tha phone from his hand and looked at tha photo. BUT...
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But soon after he saw the photo, the color of his face changed from happiness to angriness. He opened his eyes wide and looked really angry. Daya became scared after seeing his angry face. After about two minutes, Daya gathered some courage and went up to him to ask "Dad... kya hua?"
Anand turned to him with a fierce glance and said "Daya! Tum iss ladki ko pasand karte ho?"
"Ha... haan papa," answered a sacred Daya.
Anand stood up angrily and went into his room without saying even a word.
He came back after a few minutes with his phone and started a video clipping in it. It was tha same video clip he had records earlier that day. Daya was shocked about the fact that why was his dad showing him this video clip.
The video began.
It was of a picture a beautiful rainbow, after the rain. The streets looked as if washed by showers of rain. It was indeed a beautiful scenery.
Suddenly the screen went down to the road and it pictured a girl clinging upon a boy. They both were really close to each other. Walking hand in hand, they walked as if nobody was around. Anyone could make out that they were a perfect, happy couple. The same couple, whom Anand saw earlier that day.
And to add to Daya shockness, the girl was none other than Shreya...
Her Shreya...How could she do this him? How? He wondered. How? And the most important question... WHY?! What had he done to her? That she was, maybe, taking a revenge! BUT WHY ALWAYS WITH HIM?
"Papa ye..." Daya began while having tears.
"Ho gya yakin?" Anand said angrily.
"Mai... matlab,"
"Nhi... Daya... bhul ka usse... wo tunne dhoka de rahi hai, she is betraying you dammit!"
"Papa...please mai," Daya stood up "Mai... ek baat usse baat karna chahata hoon, ek baar... usse poocha chahta hoon," Daya wiped his tears and continued "Usse pochna chahata hoon, usne mere swath aisa kyu kiya?!"
Anand became angry and said "Nhi... kyu Jana hai tunne uske char?"
"Dad... par mei usse ek baar pochna chahta hoon, mere saath hi kyu?!"
"Daya! Nhi! Tum nhi jaoge!" Anand said roughly.
"Dad please,"
"Par..."
"I promise dad, aaj ke bad na mai usse miluga! Na hi... kabhi uska naam longa!" Daya said with tears.
Anand thought for a while and said "Theek hai Daya, tum ja sakte ho, Par apne waade se mat muqarna..."
Daya nodded, took his dad's cell and started for Shreya's home.
He was driving rashly. Luckily, as it was 10:00 P.M. at night, not much people were around.
He didn't knew what to do. After all, the one, whom he loved deeply had betrayed him. The question was the same... WHY?
With these thoughts, he reached Shreya's home. He rang the bell and waited impatiently outside the house.
Abhijit had told him that Purvi was going out with Kavin while Tarika was busy with him. So, he didn't have the fear of the questions asked by Purvi and Tarika. He was having immense tears in his eyes, tears of a feeling called betrayal.
Suddenly, Shreya opened the door and became shocked seeing Daya in such bad condition. It looked as if he had cried all the way from his home to this place. Maybe something bad had happened with him which he wanted to share with her, she thought.
"Daya! Ye kya halat bana rakhi hai aapne?!" She said with anger, yet in a caring tone " Chalo! Andar aao!"
Shreya brought a glass of water for him and sat beside him. She gave him the glass of water and said with tears "Aapko pta hai na! Ki jab aap aise rote hai, to mujhe kitni taqleef hoti hai!"
But Daya cut him in a harsh, angry and sad voice "Kyu?! Kyu meri taqleef tum he apni lagti hai?"
She was shocked at his sudden question. She looked him with tears.
"Daya... please batao na... mujhse kya galti hui hai?" she said with tears of pain clearly reflecting on her face.
"Oh! Ms Shreya... I'm your senior okay? Sharam nhi aati apne senior ko naam se bulate hue?"
"Daya... ye aap?"
"Bas!" Daya cut her and said "Bohot sunn liya Maine! Ab... tum chup rahoge aur sirf mai Bologna!
Shreya had tears in her eyes. Daya's those words pinched her heart like anything. She wasn't getting what was happening now. She wanted it to be the worst nightmare of her entire life. But unfortunately, it wasn't.
"Daya... ye aap? Kya bol rahe hai? Mujhe kuch samaj nhi aaraha," Shreya said, trying hard to control her tears.
Daya snapped angrily "JUST STOP IT! Aur nhi chahiye... tumhari ye... jhooti humdardi!"
"Please Daya... mujhe bataye... aap aisa kyu ke thae hai?" she cried.
"Mujhe nhi... apne uss boyfriend se jake poocho! Wohi... jiske saath tum aaj shaam ko Jaa rahi thi... Oh sorry! Jiske saath chipak kar kar rhi this tum," Daya said with tears.
"Daya... kon?" Shreya asked, still crying.
"Kon?!" said Daya in his most angry voice. He couldn't control himself more.
All the pain he was having, he started to pour out all of the pain his heart. He held Shreya by her shoulders very roughly. She let out a shriek. But this didn't melt him. In fact, he became more violent. He pinned her to the wall and pushed her roughly. All this time, Shreya was having tears of pain in her eyes.
"He's not my Daya," Shreya thought.
He kept his hand on her right hand and looked straight into her eyes. His grip was so tight, that Shreya let out another loud shriek.
"Bolo... Ab kuch yaad aaya?" he asked with a smirk as he tightened his grip.
She screamed "Daya! Please! Aahh... Bataye... maine Aahhh! kya kiya hai?"
"Abhi bhi nhi yaad aaya? Haan?!" he said so and lifted up her chin roughly with his left hand and made her look straight into his eyes.
"Daya... aahhh! Arre... Tarika... tum? she suddenly said.
Daya left her immediately and turned to say "Dekho tarika...ye sab," but he found no one.
He turned back angrily and saw Shreya escaping. He quickly held her from her waist and tightened his grip so hard that her stomach started paining. he wasn't hitting her but holding her really roughly and asking her again and again about that boy. She cried but this wasn't the gentle daya... He looked as if a person with no heart, emotion as or love for others.
Suddenly, Daya felt as if he was doing wrong with her. He was about to leave her when that video again flashed in front of his eyes.
Shreya with some other man. Talking as if no less than a happy, perfect couple. Saying I love you...
He grabbed her again. Leaving marks of his anger on his face as well as her arm. She was screaming in pain but Daya was not ready to listen to her.
She gave up. Now this was enough for her. She couldn't take it any longer. She shouted at the top of her voice "Daya bas! "
Daya stopped with a fierce gland.
"Daya! Bas! Bohot ho gya!" she shouted.
Daya stared at her.
"Kya hua hai? batate kyu nhi?" she demanded.
"Ohho! Tum mujhe dhoka de rahi ho aur mere se hi pochti ho ki kya ho raha hai?" Daya said sarcastically.
"Maine?" said Shreya "Maine aapko kab dhoka diya daya?"
"Shreya... aaj shaam jab tum market mei apne uss preme (lover) ke saath ghom rahi thi na, tab mere papa ne tumhara video bana liya..."
"Mera video?" Shreya said with a confused look over her face.
"Haan! Galti se... Lekin... unki is galti ne... tumhara sara jhoot kholdiya!" Daya said angrily.
"Daya! Bas! Ab aap mujhpe aur ilzaam mat lagaye,"
"Mai ilzaam lga raha hoon? Mai?! Acha! To tum ye dekho,"
Daya started the video on his dad's cell. The same video which made Daya act so violently.
"Ab kuch bolna hai tumhe?" dememded Daya.
Shreya looked at him suspiciously and said "Agar purvi ya tarika apko jaan bulaye to?"
"Kya!"
"Agar wo apko I love you kahe to?"
"Kya?! Ye kya leh rhi ho?"
"Bataiye na,"
"Nhi... mujhe koi problem nhi hogi... kyuki wo meri behen jaisi hai,"
"To agar mai apne bhai ko I love you kahu, ya jaanu bulayu... to apko problem hogi?"
"Bilkul nahi,"
Daya bit his tongue. He at once understood what Shreya meant. He looked at her with a sorry and guilt face. He saw Shreya's sad face, still bearing marks of his anger, either scratches or marks of being pushed roughly. He was feeling guilty.
That boy, with whom she was walking, was her brother! Dammit! How could he not trust her. Can't she not call her brother my love? Can't she? Of course? Dammit! How could he demand any proof from her about her innocence on this topic. How?
"Shreya... dekho mai..." Daya began.
Shreya lowered her head and tried to hide her tears.
"Shreya... I'm sorry... wo mai... Maine papa ko tumhare bare mai bataya unhone ye dikhaya... papa ko galat laga... wo papa ne... itne confidence se kana... Mai... mai... papa ki baat nhi... nhi taalta tha...Sorry Shreya,"
Shreya looked up to him, seeing tears in his eyes, she said "Nhi daya... aapne to bas... apne papa ki bat ko sach mana hai, aur ye to har zimedaar bache ka faraz hota hai apne mata-pita ke prati..."
"Shreya tum..." Daya began but was cut because Shreya blocked her lips with him, softly. Daya was, for a moment, pretty shocked. He had not at all expected this. He too responded back. He kissed her hard. They both were lost in this kiss for a long time.
After approximately 15 minutes, they broke out for oxygen. Both were in tears. Daya hugged her. She was actually lost in his hug. She felt the warm, soothing effect of his steel arms. They broke out after 15 minutes.
Day began with "Shre... Shreya... I'm so... sorry, wo mei..."
"Shh... aapko kuch kehne ki koi zarurat nhi hai, " Shreya smiled.
"Lekin,"
"Sshh... maine kaha na... kuch kehne ki zarurat nhi hai..."
"To... tumne mujhe maaf kiya?" asked daya.
"Nhi,"
"Dekho... I'm sorry..."
"Kyuki maaf to use karte haina jisse him naraz ho? Lekin... mai to apse naraz hi nhi hoon," Shreya said with a smile.
"Sach?"
"Much!"
"Thank you Shreya..." Daya said with a smile.
"Lo!" she hit her forehead "Ab he sorry kyu?"
"Meri life mei ane ke liye, Thank you,"
"Uske liye... aapka bhi thank you..." Shreya smiled.
Daya looked at her lovingly. She too smiled.
"Acha... apne khana khaya?" Shreya asked.
"Haan, maine to kha liya... Tunne?"
Shreya nodded.
"Daya..." Shreya said.
"Hmm..."
"Mujhe lgta hai... ki ab apko chalna chahiye..." suggested shreya.
"Haan... kafi raat ho gyi hai, Lekin,"
"Lekin?"
"Tumhe chodkar jane ka dill nhi ho raha, chalo... thode maze karne," Daya said sarcastically and moved near her.
"Daya!" shreya blushed and pushed him.
"Kya?" he asked innocently.
"Aap bhi na! Bohot sharati ho gye hai," shreya said.
"Tumne hi banaya hai..." Daya said with a naughty grin.
"Daya..." shreya blushed.
Daya smiled.
"Acha... ab apko jana chaiye,"
"Offo!" daya said with a sad face.
"Daya... jaiye!" shreya said and pushed him out of the house.
"Shreya!?" Daya said, once out of the house.
"Ab jaiye!" she shouted from the window.
"Nhi choduga..." Daya smiled and drove off for his home, unaware of the problem ahead in his and Shreya's life... which was going to be a game changer.
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