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Lost and Found
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NEXT DAY
In Daya's home, Daya and his dad were arguing.
"Oh god! Dad!" Daya shouted at the top of his voice "Why don't you understand? Mai usse pyaar karta hoon,"
"Oh! Toh tum apne dad se pyaar nhi karte?" Snapped back Anand.
"Of course I do!"
"Toh usse chod de!"
"Lekin kyu?"
"Daya... maine kaha na! She's betraying you..."
"Oh come on dad! Aap uss choti si baat ka itna bada batangar bana diya!" Daya shouted.
"I'm just telling the truth! Dammit!" Anand snapped angrily.
"Please dad!"
"What please?! Huh?! What please?"
"Dad... wo bas uska bhai tha! That's it!"
"Kyu? Kyu itna yakin hai uski baato par?"
" 'Cause I love her!"
"Agrh!" Snapped Anand and moved towards his room.
"Kuch toh karna padega," Thought Daya.
The night came and gradually the morning arrived, bringing a new hope for our DaReya as they had planned a special dinner for Anand.
"Shreya... tum khana bana toh logi na? I mean... help karu?" Daya asked as she put the water to boil.
"Daya," She said calmly, with her hands on her hips "Maine aaj taq khana nhi banaya that doesn't mean ki... mujhe cooking nhi aati,"
Daya shook his head. Soon, evening came, increasing DaReya's tension.
"Good evening dad!" Daya said in a cheerful voice when Anand entered the house after a long, hectic day.
"Evening," Anand said suspiciously.
Daya smiled. He made his way to the dining table, followed by Anand.
"Kya baat hai? Sahibzaade humse naraaz nhi hai?" Anand thought to himself.
"Kya hua dad? Koi problem?"
"Nhi... nhi..."
"Aaye... khana khaye,"
"Hmm..."
Daya served the dishes and sat opposite Anand.
Anand began eating. Daya noticed each of his expressions carefully. First, Anand made a pout. Daya got worried. But soon Anand made a smiling face, curling Daya's lips into a broad smile.
"Wah Daya wah! Kya khana hai!" Anand commented "Konse hotel se hai?"
"Shreya hotel..." Daya murmered.
"Neha hotel?" Anand asked.
"Nhi nhi... ek naya hotel khula hai... Umm... Umm... wo... uska naam... Kukreja hotel...?" his answer sounded more like a question.
"Hmm... aage se bhi yehi se khana mangwana," and he got busy is eating.
Daya gave a thumbs up sign to Shreya who stood behind the curtain, taking a deep breath.
Once he finished the dinner, Anand said "Really Daya... aisa khana maine kabhi nhi khaya! Maza aagaya!"
"Dad,"
"Hmm..."
"Kya aap is khana banane wale se milna chahoge?"
"You mean... us hotel ke chef?"
"Haan... ab... something like that,"
"Bulao,"
"Come in!" Daya shouted.
Shreya entered. Anand's head tilted behind to look towards her. He was shocked, and immediately stood up.
"What are you doing here?!"
"Sirr... mei..." Shreya hesitated.
"Dad, Shreya ne hi khana banaya hai!" Daya said enthusiastically.
"I asked what is she doing in my house?!"
"Dad... Shreya ne hi toh ye khana banaya hai,"
"Kya?! Ye mere kitchen ghusi thi?" Anand said with a terrific look.
"Khana banane ke liye? haan?" Daya said.
"Oh God! Daya! Isse kaho abhi ke abhi mere ghar se nikal jaye!" Anand shouted.
Shreya was on the verge of tears. She turned to move, but stopped when a strong hand gripped it. It was Daya.
"Dad, agar aap chahte hai ki Shreya yaha se chali jaye toh apko mujhe bhi bhulna hoga," Daya said very calmly.
Anand froze.
"Daya... aap ye kya kar rahe hai?" Shreya cried.
"Nhi Shreya... that's it... Ab aur nhi... aaj ya toh aar ya paar..."
"Daya!" Anand shouted.
"Daya... please... aap..." Shreya said with tears.
"Theek hai," Anand said calmly.
"Theek hai?" Daya asked suspiciously.
"Maine kaha Theek hai, mujhe iss risthe se koi problem nhi hai..." Anand said with a sarcastic smile.
Daya sensed something fishy "Kya aap ko manzoor hai?"
"Haan," said Anand "Lekin... maine socha hai ki tumhari shaadi teen sall baad hogi,"
DaReya were really happy.
Shreya said "Ji sir... Hume bhi manzoor hai..."
"Haan dad! Mai teen sall taq wait kar lunga," Daya said happily.
"Aur... ye bhi ki," Anand began again "Ki mai... Daya ko teen sall ke liye US le jaunga aur... waha tumhara koi contact nhi hoga. Tumhare pyaar ke pareesha hi samjho,"
"Mujhe pta tha Shreya!" Daya said loudly "Ki ye insaan," pointing towards Anand "Kabhi mujhe khush dekh hi nhi sakta!"
"Daya stop it!" Shreya said " Wo aapke dad hai! Apko aise bilkul nhi kehna chahiye! Abhi ki abhi maafi maangiye,"
"Nhi Shreya... tumne dekha na! Kaise Hume ek jhatke mei door kardiya?! Ab aur nhi!" Daya said.
"Daya!"
"Daya aap!"
"Please Shreya!"
"Bass!" Finally Anand shouted "Ab aur nhi! Daya! Ab ye tera decision hai! Either she or me! Aur agar dono, toh teen sall,"
"Dad..."
"Daya please..." Shreya pleaded "Agar aapke dad teen sall dena chahte hai humare risthe ko toh what's the problem?"
"Shreya... tum teen sall mere bina reh logi?" Daya asked looking straight into her eyes "Bolo na,"
"Reh toh nhi paugi, magar... koshish to kar lungi... At least aap aur apke dad ek saath to honge,"
Daya looked at her with a question of pride in his eyes. "How can she be so strong?" He asked himself.
"Daya... please man jaye," She pleaded.
Anand smiled mischievously as his plan was working.
"Magar Shreya..."
"Bas bas!" growled Anand "Shreya maan gayi hai to Daya tumhe kya aapati hai?"
"Never ever!" Daya said as he threw an angry glance over Anand.
"Daya please," said Shreya "Hum dono ka pyaar hai... toh hume aur kise chiz ke kya zarurat hai? We will be together,"
"Magar Shreya..."
"Magar kuch nhi," Shreya turned towards Anand "Sir, Hume apki ye shart manzoor hai," she said with her head down, and with much difficulty.
"Good," Anand smiled with a grin "Toh ab tum dono ke pass do din hai. Parso Daya aur mei US chale jayege. You both may go," and he went inside his room.
Daya didn't say anything, just gave her a look. She sighed as she had expected this.
"Daya... chale?" she asked as if nothing had happened.
"Hmm..." he said with an angry face.
They both hopped into the car. Silence prevailed within them during the whole journey.
Daya soon stopped near the beach. They both got out and settled themselves near the sea. It was around 10 P.M.
The cool breeze blew between them, the waves splashed the shores, the moon shone brightly.
Shreya took her pen, gifted by Daya. It had a teddy on its top and said to it "Teddy, zara Daya se puchna wo mujhse naraaz kyu hai? Mere se to baat hi nhi kar rahe,"
Daya looked her and took that pen from her and said "Teddy, Shreya se keh do... kal mere ghar pe ek cockroach aya tha, mai usse upset hoon,"
"Ha ha!" laughed Shreya.
"Kyu kar rahi ho aisa?" Daya asked as he turned to her.
"Humare liye, Daya, apke dad ke liye," she said looking deep into his eyes, clearly showing a fear of losing her.
"Reh logi mere bina Shreya?" he cupped her face.
Daya was left unanswered.
"Bolo na! Jee logi teen sall mere bina?" He asked on the verge of tears.
"Nhi reh paogi, lekin apki khushi ke liye, haan,"
"Shreya... mai abhi bhi kehta hoon, bhaag ke shaadi lar lete hai,"
"Nhi Daya," She said with tears.
"Kyu?" he asked angrily.
"Isse apke Dad ko dukh hoga," She said innocently.
"Tumhe uss insaan ke bare mei soch rahi ho, jo hume dur karna chahta hai?"
"Daya... wo apke dad hai... wo apka bura kyu chahe ge?"
"Agar bura na chahte... to hume dur na karte..." snapped Daya.
"Oh Daya!" cried Shreya.
"Kya Shreya! Mai kehta hoon, chalo bhaag chalo!"
"Magar..." she tried to speak.
"Dekho Shreya, hum bhaag ke shaadi karege, phir wapis aajayege. Tab toh dad ko bhi ye rista svikaar karna hoga," Daya explained.
"Magar Daya..."
"Bolo, dogi mera saath?" He asked keeping her hand in front of her.
Shreya was also not willing to be apart from Daya. That too for three long years! Never! She had a tough decision to make. Her love, or his dad. What would she choose?
She, hesitatingly, kept her hand on Daya's hand. Daya smiled.
"Kal raat isse waqt, theek 10:30 pe tumhare tumhe lene aunga," Smiled Daya.
"Hmm..."
"Tayiyaar rehna," he winked.
They chatted for sometime, and then left for home. Shreya was lost somewhere in her own world.
11:00 P.M.
Trio's house
Daya dropped her and drove off for his home.
Shreya was in a dillema. She had just agreed to run away with him. Could she? Had she done it if her dad had been alive? Would she dare to do it then?
She remembered, her 5th birthday with her mum n dad...
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The place was decorated beautifully. The streamers of different colors hung from one corner of the place to another. The balloons, tied in bunches of three and four, looked wonderful under the glass chandelier. One could see people chatting merrily with juices in their hands.
The main door flew open all the people were called outside.
A huge, white colored, pumpkin shaped carriage stopped near the main gate. The door flung open and a five year old, cute, sweet girl with an angelic personality, who was looking no less than a princess wearing a white gown stepped out of the carriage.
All the gazes were fixed on her. She was a real beauty. She was looking mesmerizing in her royal attire. She was followed by her friends wearing similar dresses.
"Close your eyes, Shreya, and wish," A lady in a white gown, similar to what she was wearing, said holding the girl's hand in her left hand and a magic wand in her right. Shreya closed her eyes tight and wished.
"Daddy!" Shreya ran towards her dad and gave him a tight hug.
"Let's cut the cake, sweetie," he said lovingly.
"Yup!" Shreya cheered.
The cake was cut and now was the gift opening time! Shreya's favorite!
"Look what's Pranjal has gifted! And see... here's Riya's gift!" said Shreya's mum cheerfully.
But Shreya was not interested in these gifts. Her eyes were stuck on a big, pink colored box. The box was even bigger than her!
"Hey Shreya! Look at this one na..." Her friend, Pranjal spoke.
"Pranjal... let's open that one!" Shreya said with a smile and ran with her bestie towards the big, pink box.
The whole crowd of guests gathered near Shreya, as she opened the BIG box.
She slowly untied the magenta colored ribbon and pulled out the pink, sorted wrapper.
She, with the help of Pranjal, opened the big box and BOOM!
A big cloud of smoke covered the whole room and a big, baby car could be seen by one and all...
OMG! It was so beautiful! A beautiful Rapunzal was inscribed... "Dreams Come True,"
She just hugged that car! It was so cute... that the whole hall echoed with claps!
It was a beautiful, and sadly, last gift from her dad.
After a few days, Shreya's parents met with an accident and died.
The party had more beautiful moments, but this one was Shreya's favorite.
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"Dad!" Shouted Shreya as she looked into the sky.
"No... I can't do this! Mai nhi kar skti! I can't do this!" Her inner self told her.
"Nhi..." Shreya wiped off her tears and said in a determined voice "Sorry Daya... I will have to do this... agar iske bad hum na bhi mil skte... toh bhi,"
She quickly rang up Daya. She was sure that he was still awake.
"Hello Daya!"
"Tum abhi soyi nhi?"
"Nhi... lekin maine ek faisla liya hai,"
"Kya faisla?"
"Yaha nhi bol skti... kal subah... apke ghar pe... Subah 10 baje,"
"Okay magar..."
"Please Daya..."
"Theek hai. Good night,"
And they hung up.
"Sorry Daya... but I'll have to do this... Agar mere dad yaha hote... toh mai aisa kabhi nhi kar pati!"
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Quote of the day - However difficult life may seem, there is always something you can do and succeed at - Stephen Hawking
Till next chapter...
Stay blessed
Be happy
Have fun
Forgive more
Signing off
Yours... Blair
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