Abhijeet felt that a hot iron ball hit him on his cheek while he felt the world around him rotated with maximum speed. He could not maintain his balance and his head got hit in a corner of the table strongly and his forehead got a little cut, from where some drops of hot blood came out.
The corner of his lips too had got raptured a bit and some drops of blood came out from that wound too. He just touched both of his wounds a bit and stood up straight with a jerk while throwing a angry yet shocked gaze towards Daya who was looking towards him with extreme hatred.
Both shared a eye lock since long where both pairs of eyes contained rage, hatred and accusation. What a game of fate! Those eye pairs who used to look at each other with love and care once, was now starring with these negative emotions. Time had the ability to change each and everything…. Even relationships too!
Finally both moved away their eyes simultaneously as they felt that none of them possessed the enough amount of mental strength to defeat the opponent. It was followed by a deep solid silence which was hammered down by Daya with….
Daya: how dare you!
Abhijeet(in hissy tone): tumne mujhe thappad mara?
Daya(in anger): haan mara!
Abhijeet: kis haq se mara? kya lagte ho tum mere?
Daya: dushman!... tum meri zindagi ki sabse bada dushman ho….
Abhijeet: kyun? Aisa kya kiya hain maine?
Daya: tumne hi bataya na Abhir ko ki who mera beta nahin hain balki maine use gaud liya tha?
Abhijeet(in shock): kya? Abhir tumhara beta nahin hain?
Daya: natak karne ki zaroorat nahin hain samjhe? Tumne hi bataya na Abhir ko? Kyun kiya aisa? Tum har baar yeh hi kyun karte ho? Kya milta hain tumhe mera khushi cheenke? Har baar…. Har baar yeh hi karte ho tum…. Mera apna koi ho, yeh tumhe kisi bhi haal mein manjoor nahin hain…. Haina? Pehle Purbi, phir Shreya… aur Abhir ko bhi cheenna chahte ho tum mujhse?
Anger…. Anger could destroy each and every relationships one had! In world history, there were mention of several records where precious relations had been destroyed by small factors like anger and misunderstandings. These factors, though seemed small, but had the abilities to destroy each and everything. And anger had ability to destroy all the logics and reasons of human mind. Whenever anger brought someone in control, it destroyed every positive qualities of him…. The only thing which he could feel was nothing but an extreme anger which made him irritate like hell.
Daya too had lost all the logics and intelligence of him due to plain anger. He was angry, so he had lost the ability of judgment even… so he could judge the fact that how could Abhijeet say the truth to Abhir when he himself did not has the knowledge of it. He forgot that neither Abhijeet was there when he had adopted Abhir nor he himself told him that… Then how could he know it and tell it to Abhir? But no… he did not think anything like this… Why? Just because he was angry.
And who did not know that anger could snatch the control over one's tongue too? These words did not come from his heart but from the anger that had cumulated in him. But the recipient could not understand the mind set of the speaker. So it pierced him from the core. Daya continued to shout at him as...
Daya: maine apni zindagi mein sabse uchi jagah tumhe diya... zindagi mein sabse zyada pyar tumhe diya... lekin badle tumne mujhe kya diya? Dhoka? Bewaafai? Dard? Aur kuch? Nahin... balki tumne mujhse mera sab kuch cheena hain... pehle pyar, aur ab beta! Dhokebaaz kahin ka! Zuban mein meetha aur peeth peeche chaku hi to ghusate aaye ho har baar! Mera hi galti tha jo tum pe yakeen kar baitha is baar aur socha ki tumhe ek aur mauka de doon... Salunkhe sir ne sahi kaha tha... tum jaise insan par bharosa karna hi meri galti hain... aur tumse aur umeed bhi kya kiya jaa sakta hain? Jisne apni maa ko kha gaya use kisi aur ki khushi bardash nahin hoga yeh hi to normal hain...
Abhijeet was listening to him silently with his eyes fixed over Daya who was venting out all the words like the lava of a blasted volcano. The ever present wounds of his heart was again bleeding after a long time and his sweet dreams were getting crumbled in front of his eyes. He was feeling that he had built up the mansion of his dreams with a lot of care, concern and extreme hard labour spending a lot of time and he was trampling them under his feet with extreme disrespect. He was not caring about his emotions at all!
But it was a long time since he had left the old Abhijeet behind. Yes... he was the not the same Abhijeet anymore who used to put on a board of "I Don't Mind" if someone hurt him. He had forgotten how to hug the person who hurt him. This years long struggle had taught him to live alone and he was not afraid to live without this person. Now, he knew to fight back... and to protest against any type of injustice done with him. His silence had been always misunderstood as his weakness but Abhijeet was not weak! He knew to answer against all the accusations raised against him as he knew that he had done anything wrong! He was innocent!
He came out from his chair and stood in front of Daya whose eyes were still reflecting fire. He spoke up in calm tone...
Abhijeet: really Daya? Tumhe waqai lagta hain ki maine tumhe kuch nahin diya hain? Sirf cheena hain? Agar main tumse yeh poochu ki tumne mujhe kya diya hain, koi jawab hoga tumhare pass?
Daya: accha! Insan kitni jaldi rang badal sakta hain woh to koi tumse seekhe! Arey ehsaan pharaamosh, bhool gaye ki jab tumhare yaaddash gaya tha tab maine hi shambhala tha tumhe... warna aaj pade rehte kisi asylum ki koi andhere kamre mein... tab itna lambi lambi baatein na zuban se nahin nikalta...
Abhijeet: aur jab tumhare sare khoon ke rishtedaar tumhare saath chodke chale gaye the, tab maine hi sambhala tha tumhe... bhool gaye? Kaun hain ehsaan pharaamosh... main ya tum? Ek anath the tum jab tumhe apnaya tha maine...
Daya: to aisa karke koi mahan kaam nahin kiya tha tumne... mera ehsaan chukane ke liye hi kiya tha tumne woh...
Abhijeet: accha? Iska matlab main sirf ehsaan chukata aaya hoon utne saalon se?
Daya: aur kya?
Abhijeet: aur jo main itne saalon se intezaar karta raha ki tumhe bhi koi apna mil jaye aur tum akela na pad jaao, uska kya? Tumhare liye main shadi bhi nahin kar paya Tarika se... kyun ki tum akela pad jate... aur tumhe lagta hain ki maine ehsaan chukane ke liye kiya yeh sab?
Daya: to mujhe koi partner nahin mila woh kis liye?... tumhare wajah se... tum har baar mere aur mere pyar ke beech aa jate the... Purbi ke waqt jo kuch bhi hua, us mein indirectly tum hi zimmedar the magar Shreya ke waqt to puri ki puri galti tumhari hi thi... tumne hi nahin diya tha Shreya ko woh letter... nahin diya to nahin dete, ulta mujhse jhooth kehte rahe... aur Abhir ka sach to tumne hi bataya haina?
Abhijeet: to tum yeh kehna chahte ho ki tumne apni zindagi mein jo kuch bhi saha hain woh sab meri wajah se hua hain? Sach mein Daya? Maine kaha tha tumse ki Purbi ke saath break up karlo? Nahin... maine to tumhe bohot manane ki koshish kiya tha ki jo kuch bhi hu woh suljha lo... mujhe bura nahin lagega... lekin tumne meri ek nahin suni... aaj ke din ke liye hi na? Sunana chahte the na tum mujhe? Ehsaan jatana chahte the na? Tumhe to mahan banna tha...
Daya: accha? Bhool gaye ki maine use isliye choda tha kyun ki usne tumhari insult kiya tha? Tumhe khooni kahi thi usne... tum par ilzaam lagayi thi...
Abhijeet: to tumne kya kiya tha Daya? Tumne bhi to yeh hi kaha tha na ki Abhijeet kahin yeh yaaddash jana koi natak to nahin? ACP sir ne bhi yeh hi kaha tha ki hume kya maloom Abhijeet ki yeh khoon tumne kiya ya nahin? Tum sab to mere apne hoke bhi yeh kiya tha, Purbi to phir bhi parayi thi... aur use chodne ka faisla tumhara tha Daya, iske liye mujhe zimmedar mat thehrao...
Daya: accha chalo man liya ki Purbi ko chodne ka faisla mera tha, Shreya ka kya? Use to maine nahin choda tha na? Balki use propose karke ek letter bhi bheja tha... jo tumne use nahin diya... main is bharose mein intezaar karta raha ki mere dost mere pyar ko zaroor woh letter de dega... lekin tumne... tumne to mera bharosa hi tod diya... mere munh par ek ke baad ek jhooth kehte chale gaye... mere aankhon mein dekhke jhooth kehte chale gaye tum? Kyun haan? Kahin baat yeh to nahin ki tum Shreya se jalte the? Ya tum usse badla lena chahte the kyun ki usne pure restaurant ke saamne mujhe arrest kiya tha?
Wise people had always said that words were the medium which could be used more powerfully than a sword to injure someone... the only difference was that the sword could injure a body only but words could injure the heart directly. And ironically, both the words "Sword" and "Words" both contained similar alphabets, so it could be said that these alphabets D, O, R, S and W should be used with proper care, because they really had the ability to end everything... in both the orders as neither person killed by the attack of the sword could be revived back nor the arrows of words which once had got released from the bow of one's mouth could be withdrawn.
It took us a long time, sometimes several years, to build someone... might be a structure or might be a precious relationship, but one need only a single moment to destroy them all. Earthquakes continued for some moments only, but it could destroy many precious and wonderful structures during that time span. Here the case was exactly similar to this theory. They both had dreamt of this reunion since long but when the opportunity came, they were busy to pull out the bitter memories of the past and to accuse each other... sad life!
Daya's accusations hit Abhijeet's heart like a spear which just made him numb. He could not believe that Daya was saying all these to him... Daya? Was he the same Daya who used to console him of his mother's death by saying that it was not he, but the situations were responsible for her death? The same Daya was blaming him that he had not delivered the letter as he wanted to avenge his insult done by Shreya? Had he really been extra possessive towards him? And was this love too suffocating for Daya, which he was venting out like this? He really had no answer of this.
He looked up towards Daya and said in calm yet hurt tone...
Abhijeet: Daya main samajh raha hoon ki tum kehna kya chahte ho? Aur tum jo kehna chahte to woh is tarah indirectly batane ki koi zaroorat nahin hain... aaj tumne mujhe zindagi ki bohot sare sach se waakif karwaya hain... and you know what, I am really grateful for this... humare beech koi aisi relation raha nahin jo hum ek dusre par aur ehsaan kare... ab hisab barabar karne ke liye ek sach se main bhi tumko waakif karwata hoon... aur woh sach yeh hain ki tumne apne rishton ke beech santulan banaye rakhna aata hi nahin... main manta hoon ki bachpan se tumne koi rishtein nahin dekhe, isliye shayad seekh nahin paye... magar main tumhare saath 17 saal raha... aur in 17 saalon mein tumne mujhe apna dost ya bhai nahin, balki apni zindagi ka ek X factor mante the... X yani constant... kyun ki tumhe maloom tha, ki chahe jo kucbhi ho jaye, main tumhare zindagi se kahin jaa hi nahin sakta kyun ki is duniya mein mera aisa koi nahin tha jise main apna keh sakta hoon... isliye jab bhi tumhe koi naya rishta milta tha, tum mujhe ignore karke uske pass chale gaye aur uske liye meri beizzati karne se bhi peeche nahin hate... aur jab woh rishta chala jata tha tum laut ke mere pass hi aate the, rone ke liye... aaoge bhi kyun nahin, tumhare zindagi ki X factor jo tha main... meri feelings ka, mere dil ka to tumhe kuch khabar hi nahin rehta tha Daya... aakhir rehega hi kyun? Tumhe to yakeen tha ki main tumhe chodke kahin jaa nahin sakta... anaath besahara jo tha... tumhare zindagi ki X factor jo tha...
He picked up his things from the table and went towards the door while Daya looked towards him with irritation. Abhijeet stopped and turned towards him with a calm..
Abhijeet: hum dono aaj ke baad kabhi nahin milenge Daya... isliye aaj main ek baat bata deta hoon tumhe yaad rakhna, zindagi mein kabhi bhi jo tumse saccha pyar karta hain use yeh mat bolna ki woh tumhara baki rishton se jalta hain... boho dard hota hain...
He left the restaurant while ignoring the onlookers who were enjoying this unexpected free entertainment with smirks over their face. Daya too shook his head with irritation and returned to his house.
He directly went to his bedroom and threw himself over his bed, hiding his face in his pillow. Though he was angry and irritated like hell, but Abhijeet's hurt face and his strong yet hurtful words were coming in his mind. He knew that though Abhijeet was showing himself strong, but he was hurt indeed... hurt... really hurt! A fine line of tear rolled down by his cheek. He could not take it anymore!
All the incidents happened since morning started replaying in front of his closed eyes. He did not want to think anything right now, but Abhijeet's words were echoing in his ears.
What did he say? He could not maintain balance between his all relationships? He had considered him to be as X factor of his life? Yes, he had... he used to think that Abhijeet would not leave him alone in any circumstances but today he gave him a new angle of view! Had he really did not give him proper concern or respect, which he deserved?
His heart was saying yes while his brain was denying it totally. Was not it he, who used to support Abhijeet whenever he had got trapped in any problem? Abhijeet had hurt him and his team very badly during that Maya case (Abhijeet ka ateet ka raaz series), still he had not left his hand? What did he expect more?
He had trusted him...
He had sent his brother like best friend to deliver the letter to his sweetheart, but he had not. And moreover he lied on his face... not once, for several times. Had not his heart shouted in protest while doing that? It was Abhijeet, who had made his dream castle crash down on ground. And after this how could he expect to be pampered from him? Abhijeet was indeed jealous of Shreya and he really wanted to avenge his insult by this way, he knew. "What you did is absolutely correct", said his brain to him.
But...
What did he say before leaving?...
Jo tumse saccha pyar karta hain, unse yeh kabhi mat kehna ki woh tumhare dusre rishton se jalta hain... bohot dard hota hain...
Why did he say that?
The hurt face flashed in front of his eyes. What if he had committed another mistake? He closed his eyes tightly, trying hard to keep the thoughts out of his mind, when a sound startled mind was so disturbed that he could not locate the sound at first. After a few seconds he understood, it was the doorbell.
Slowly and unwillingly, he made her way towards the door. Opening the door, he was left completely stunned. He did not expect this person here, in his wildest imagination. All he could manage to say...
Daya: tum!
END OF THE CHAPTER
So who might have come? Why? And what is the reason behind Daya's this type of weird behaviour? What had taken place between him and Abhir? What is Abhir's birth mystery? What will be Abhijeet's reaction and condition after this? Will these two ever reunite? How? Who will take the first step? Or the younger duo's labour will fail after reaching the final step? Stay tuned to know more.
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