A/N
Sorry today no time or say strength to reply to all the reviews.. L
Sorry for late update but i was not well guys and a bit busy too...
Just wanted to say..
THANK YOU ALL!
Just one name echoed all around, just one emotion flowed through the veins of these five people who had come here to meet, to take this precious relation of their's away from all this pain, loneliness, and darkness...
"Abhijeet.."
"ABHI"
"Bachche.."
"Abhijeet sir..."
" Abh...abhijeet...bachche.."
Jane kyun, har lamha hai tham gaya
Jaane kyun, khoon zara jam gaya
Daya just held abhijeet close to himself...not willing to loose him again...
Jaane kyun, aankhen namm si hui
Jaane kyun, manzilein kho gayi aur so gayi...
Their eyes were filled with tears and a fear that all of them felt before coming here...seemed to be true...
Everything seemed to be messed up, every ray of hope seemed to vanish..
Acp sir and salunkhe sat down beside their son, their son who was now in a world which was filled with darkness...but still there was something in his smile...something they realised now...some message for them...a message of love, complain, or forgiveness?
Freddy stood there silently, allowing his tears to flow down...allowing himself to pray for his senior...
stood there in complete silence, his eyes were blank...he had guessed that they would be facing such a situation with abhijeet...he knew somewhere deep down in his heart that it was not possible for them to find abhijeet in a condition that their hearts would be able to accept...he was broken from inside, he had lost his son...yes he considered abhijeet as his son...a son he had always dreamed of...
Abhijeet's body jerked again, bringing everyone back from their train of thoughts...
Daya said in a teary tone to his brother.. "abhijeet...abhi..tum tum theek ho...aankhen kholo yaar..abhijeet.."
Abhijeet's half opened eyes tried to take a glimpse of his brother after nearly 4 months of wait, regret, guilt and anger...yes he was angry...angry on each and everyone of them..but right now...right now he just wanted to spend some quality time with them...because now he was feeling high shots of pain in his head which somewhere said to him that he is not going to survive anymore and somewhere he was not willing to do so...he knew it would be painful for all of them..and for him the most...and now his heart was not strong enough to bear that pain again...he tried to say something to daya...
" d.. .."
Pain...not every pain can be cured through care, concern and love!
His body again got a high jerk of extreme pain...he closed his wet majestic eyes which had lost their charm...
Daya was in a state where he felt happy that his bhai called him...but at the same time in fear of losing him again after seeing his condition getting worsened by every passing moment...
Acp sir now said anxiously to salunkhe after grabbing his shoulder tightly..."salunkhe...salunkhe...tum..tum kuch karo na..."... "abhijeet..abhijeet aankhen kholo abhijeet.."
He now moved towards atul...
"yaar..atul kuch kar na...yaar abhijeet...tu kuch.."
Pleading...what happened when HE pleaded to be heard, pleaded to be loved..?
Abhijeet's body got another jerk...daya still grabbed him tightly and trying to stay him in conscious state...
Salunkhe closing his teary eyes took a deep breath...he opened his eyes after few seconds and looked at abhijeet, moving close to him, with shivering hands and with freshly formed tears in his eyes he checked abhijeet's pulse...
Salunkhe grabbed abhijeet's wrist and a ray of shock passed through his eyes...abhijeet was in high fever...as he concentrated on his education rather than his emotions, he managed to note the decrease in abhijeet's pulse...
"my god isski...isski pulse toh bahot kam hai.."...he patted abhijeet's cheek and said to him.. "abhijeet..abhijeet bache...aankhen kholo...abhijeet.."
He looked at daya and said to him..
"daya uthayo abhijeet ko..hume isse jald se jald hospital leke jaana hoga...(daya kept looking at abhijeet...salunkhe patted daya's shoulder and said to him..)...daya bache please..abhijeet ko humari jarorat hai...hume usska sahara banna hai daya...please..."
Support...sometimes support also cannot help to revive a broken soul!
Daya looked at salunkhe and closed his eyes; his tears fell on abhijeet's face...he took a deep breath...
He gathered some strength and got up with abhijeet...he realised his friend had become too much weak and light in these months of loneliness and pain...his heart felt a pinch as he realised this...
Freddy after seeing this came forward towards them and tried to help daya...
But something else caught his eyes, it wouldn't have but it was something precious, very precious...a diary lay there beside the table where abhijeet was few minutes back...there was something special about it, as freddy bent towards it noticed what was so special...on the black coloured cover page of diary which looked like the darkness of loneliness, there were few soothing lines carved with silver and golden color...
"In the times of darkness and loneliness..
I will be always there with you...
It doesn't matter whether you can see me or not but i am always there..
Standing beside you...
Holding your hand as you did when i needed you...
I will be there whether you call me or not..
I will be there whether day or night, whether darkness or light...
I need not say this again, because you know i am there..
Sitting beside you when you share your pain with me..
Through this peice of paper which is bonded to my heart..."
Freddy's eyes were filled with tears...he grabbed that diary and kept it with himself...close to him..
Acp sir looked at atul whose gaze was stll fixed upon that area where abhijeet lay few seconds back...
"atul..atul.." he said patting him...
But atul didn't budge from his place...his eyes fixed on that spot where abhijeet lay few minutes back...
A silent relationship is sometimes stronger than the shouted ones!
Salunkhe looked at him and then moving to his side just ordered freddy..
"freddy bureau call karo aur jo bhi wahan ho usse kaho ki hume koi aas paas ka hospital bataye...yahan toh koi hospital hi nahi hai...bureau mein koi na ho toh Rajat ko call karna..."
Salunkhe with Acp took atul out while daya carried abhijeet, feddy called in bureau and luckily got rajat on line..
Rajat(excited as well as tensed) - freddy...abhijeet sir mill gaye...theek hai na sir..kuch kaha unhone tumse...meri baat.."
Freddy(interrupting in a teary tone)- sir...(rajat in shock after hearing that teary tone..)...abhijeet sir..woh...woh theek nahi hain sir...hume unhe jald se jald hospital le jana hoga...yahan pata nahi aas paas koi hospital..(rajat interrupting)..main abhi dekhta hun freddy..ruko...
Within a few seconds rajat informed freddy about the only hospital which was also at a distance that would take them 4 hrs...to reach...
Freddy(teary tone)- lekin yeh bhi bahot dur hai...
Rajat(strong tone..)- freddy kuch nahi hoga abhijeet sir ko...kuch bhi nahi..tum chinta nahi karo...hum..hum log bhi abhi nikal rahein hain yahan se...main sabh ko leke wahan phochta hun...
Freddy just absent mindedly cut the phone while on the other side rajat first sent the address and the way to the hospital to freddy and then one by one informed everyone about this journey...
Daya with abhijeet sat on the back seat of the car, while salunkhe sat in front as if there is some problem with abhijeet so being a doctor he can handle it, others sat in the another car...
The rest journey of 4 hrs they spent in extreme pain and fear...and in the memories of some special moments...
Those moments of small happiness, those seconds taken for small apologizing sessions that were followed by cheerful laughs..
"sir..agli baar yeh mujhse nahi hoga..." these lines said by a person who grabbed his ears to ask for forgiveness from his senior...
"arre abhijeet maine hi toh kaha tha na tumse yeh sabh karne ke liye.." his senior had said patting him lovingly...
"Hahahahaha"...echo of those laughs followed the conversation...
Those moments of sadness they lived together..
" sir main jeena chahti hun.."
"jai hind sir.."
"DAYA!"
" Abhijeet...Abhijeet..."
"sir..sir..aankhen kholiye sir.."
Those pleadings, those prayers they did together...sometimes with pure heart...
"om shree ganashaye namah.."...
Sometimes with the greed to bring back their loved ones...
"bhagvaan meri patni ne daya sir ke liye prardhna ki thi aaj main abhijeet sir ke liye karta hun.."
"abhijeet...abhijeet aankhen kholo yaar..."
"sir sir aap..aap kahiye na isse yeh aapki baat sunta hai, sir please..."
"sir...sir..sir"
Those moments of small laughs and naughtiness they lived together...
"freddy main abhi bhabhiji ko phone karke batata hun.."
"nahi sir aap toh rehne hi do, aap toh aur aag lagate ho.."
"aaj kal ke naujawan pyaar mein jaldi padh jaate hain.."
"acha, tumhe kaise pata.."
"dost toh hum bhi hain tumhaare..hume toh tumne koi tohfa na diya.."
"oye kya bol raha hai.."
"maine toh paanch hi goliyan chlae baaki ke paanch toh humare freddy sahib ne challayi mere board pe.."
"freddy ne tumhare board pe...hahaha.."
"sir woh freddy sir ne saari goliyaan aankh band karke chalayi.."
"woh safed baal jo aaj kal kala hai kala..."..."hahah.."
Those naughty fights between the two oldies...
"yaar salunkhe tu..tu.."
"yaar pradyuman tum thoda shant raha karo.."
"dekh liye kya kiya tumhaare ladle ne.."
Those precious fights that made up a beautiful relation..
"abh pata chala doctor banna koi halwa khane wala kaam nahi hai.."
"yaar boss dekho dekho..yeh na abh.."
"sir aapki girlfriend.."
"arre doctor sahib main bilkul theek hun...aagye aap bhi mera mazak udana.."
"arre kahan.."
Some moments of sorrow those were always followed by some priceless smiles...
"sir pata nahi yeh yadaasht jana mujhe kab tak satata rahega.."
"nahi sir..nahi aapki jaan humse jyada keemti hain sir.."
"chalo chalo abhi aur bhi bomb diffuse karne hain tum dono ko.."
"arre janab aapke bina iss mehfil mein jaan hi kahan thi.."
Those tears shed during some happy moments, those fights between the seniors, those priceless words of a friend..
"yaar daya tere liye toh jaan bhi haazir hai..."
"tera dost humesha tere saath hai.."
"tum jaisa dost hi toh chahiye.."
"tumhare liye toh kuch bhi.."
"tujh jaisa dost har kissi ko mile yaar.."
Those bullets they took for each other...that blood they shed for a precious relation, those salty drops that fell when others were in pain...
Echo of Those soothing words...
"boss.."
"Abhijeet...abhi"
"haan daya.."
"kya sir aap bhi.."
"sir aap aisa nahi kariye.."
" Kya salunkhe sahab.."
" Freddy bhabhiji naraaz hain kya.."
"arre ravan badhak jaayega.."
The moments when they fought, when they disagreed with each other...
"sir aapka dil toh waise hi pathar ka hai...aapne toh apne bête tak ko goli..."
"Abhijeet shreya ko kehedo ki usse prateek ke saath hi rehna hoga.."
"please sir.."
"That's an order.."
"aapka beta bhi toh ek manava apradhi tha sir...magar aap abhi tak Acp bane hua hain cid mein..."
"Haan daya haan tha woh mera beta magar maine usspe goli chalayi thi apne hi hathon se.."
"Abhijeet, ek baat batao yeh sabh yadasht chale jaane ki baatein, yeh sabh ek dikhava toh nahi.."
"daya tum...yeh tum keh rahe ho.."
"sir agar yeh yahan raha toh main cid chodh dunga..."
"phir wahi baat abhijeet.."
The moments when they realised their mistakes..
" abhijeet main tumse dil se maafi mangna chahta hun yaar.."
"main janta tha tum luch galat nahi kar sakta nahi abhi nahi 15 saal pehle.."
"dekho abhijeet bura nahi manna...yeh toh karna hi padhta hai...leking abh tumpe koi kichad nahi uchaal sakta.."
"I am sorry sir.."
The precious song they sang to make a child sleep...
" la..la...laaa...lala...Aah Ri Aa Ja Nindiya Tu Leke Chal Kahin
Uran Khatoley Mein Door Door door...Yahan Se Door
Aah Ri Aa Jaa..."
The precious time they spent with little children..
The experience of taking care of those "choti si jaan"
The laughing moments with those little heroes, the moments of learning something good from those precious lives...
The memorable words said ...
"good uncle.."
" tum toh mere sher ho..."
"maine aap ko miss kiya.."
"papa.."
That small joyful moment when they ate methai...freddy's methai...
"yaar daya, shit main mar gaya yaar... maine kal hi gajar ka halwa khaya tha yaar.."
"arre abhijeet maine bhi kal meetha khaya tha yaar..."
"dekho daya kitne log mar rahen hain diabeties se.."
"METHAI!"
"sorry sir maine methai khali sir.."
"kya methai..!"
"sorry sir.."
"jaao..jaao pehle jaldi se haath dhoke aao.."
"ruko ruko yeh methai yahan rakho.."
"kaisi hai methai?"
"taste nahi ki sir.."
"arre toh phir karo na.."
But among these moments, these times whether painful or cheerful they found those invaluable relations beside themselves every second, every minute and every hour...
Tera mujhse Hai Pehle Ka Naata Koi
Yoonhi Nahin Dil Lubhaata Koi
Mera Tujhse Hai Pehle Ka Naata Koi
Yoonhi Nahin Dil Lubhaata Koi
These relations of 17 years, they felt they have known for centuries ...the precious bonds they shared...
Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na
Maane Tu Ya Maane Na
Tera mujhse Hai Pehle Ka Naata Koi
Yoonhi Nahin Dil Lubhaata Koi...
Smiles, laughs, tears, anger, agony, regret, nervous ness, fear...tension...loneliness...every feel they shared...every pain they felt, every joy they enjoyed...
With a screech both the cars came to a halt as these wonderful memories faded in darkness and the sight of that hospital came in light...
Rajat and others were also half way through by now, they were very anxious, their mind were restless, their hands fidgeting and their hearts praying for their senior; rajat had informed Hq and they had allowed them to move as till that time no new case was reported and also they knew about the relationship this team shares...still there were 4 hours left of their journey...
(guys sorry to interrupt, butfor team it's a way of just 8 hours because the hospital is exactly opposite to the village where abhijeet sir was...so the team can take a different route from Mumbai but the ones in village would take a different route and that's why this time difference..sorry to interrupt..)
After getting satisfied about the quality of doctors and equipments there, salunkhe and Atul took abhijeet in with some other specialists...
Acp sir, freddy and daya slumped down on the chairs there extrememly tired physically as well as emotionally...but yet their minds didn't allow them to take a sleep or rest a liitle bit...
Here freddy looked at daya and then at the diary in his own hands, he knew daya was the only one who had the right to read this precious diary, he moved forward and handed that diary to daya with silence, daya first looked at freddy but when his eyes fell on those carved words of the diary, his tears made a way through his cheeks and fell on that black cover..
"Promises...sometimes...some promises are kept without even being aware of whether you really did fulfil it or not...some small actions of past can bring a small sooth in future.."
As he spread his hands on those words, he knew his buddy did the same thing every time he opened this diary...the memories of that day flooded in...he closed his eyes as he remembered what his buddy had said when he had given this diary to him...
"arre daya mujhe isski jarurat nahi yaar...tu hai na mere paas.."
"aur boss kabhi main tumhare paas nahi hua toh?"
"nahi daya aisa kabhi nahi hoga...tu humesha mere paas rahega mujhe iss bat par poora bharosa hai..apne aap se bhi jyada...aur tujhse bhi jyada..."
His buddy had said this with a strong tone on that day...but he did let down his buddy...let down his trust and confidence...
Tears flowed down his eyes, he was not able to control himself anymore...he glanced with his blurry vision on that diary...and wiping his tears just opened it and saw the first page where it was written in buddy's handwriting..
" mujhe aaj yeh istemal karni padh gayi daya...main akela ho gaya yaar...na tu hai na koi aur...par main janta hun tu yahin hai mere paas...tu meri saari baate sunega sirf jawaab nahi dega...hai na...tu hai na yahan daya?"
Daya whispered in a teary tone.. " haan ABHI...abh main yahin hun..tumhare paas...aur tumhaari baatein bhi sun rahan hun...aur main jawab bhi dunga yaar..."...
Now daya started to flip pages...Every page depicted his bhai's journey of these 3 months...day to day...journey...
A/N
So guys, did you liked it?
I know ki yeh chapter itna acha nahi tha, but guys phir bhi yeh chapter mere liye toh special tha, i enjoyed a lot writing this...
I hope that all of you liked this chapter..
Next chapter will contain abhijeet's journey of these three months well ,extracts of his journey just some important parts and phrases..
I hope you read the phrases used in between of this chapter.. :P and didn't get bored...
Hmmm...i will be posting one OS regarding that friendship day event when daya sir gave that diary to abhijeet sir, just want to know whether anyone interested in reading it or not.. ;)
Now only 1-2 chapters are left, but i need a lot of time to update the next chapter and yes encouragemeant too...so just review my demand is same as you all know..
SORRY for not replying to all the messages individually would be replying in next update for sure :D
Just take care of yourself and pray for me too caz i am also not well... L
Will meet you all in next update..again THANK YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORT!