Part 2(D)
Making up mind
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ACP sir grabbed Abhijeet's body tightly as he saw him falling down after grabbing his bleeding chest slightly. Yes again! Yes again he came in between the coming bullet and one of his dear one which again resulted in risking his own life. ACP sir just knelt down on the floor while keeping his son comfortably on the floor while began to slap his cheeks lightly in order to keep him awaken as he could see him drifting into unconsciousness slowly. His faze had become blurry already as his eyes had got filled in tears as he began to call him softly...
ACP sir: Abhijeet... Abhijeet aankhein khuli rakho... sona mat... aankhein khuli rakhna... Abhijeet...
The man, who was watching all these with a cruel smile playing over his lips till then, now sat down on a chair in relaxed mood and ordered in cheerful yet firm tone...
The man: ohho! Target missed! Koi baat nahin Daya... aur ek baar chalao goli... is baar sidha dil par... ab koi Abhijeet nahin aayega is buddhe ACP ko bachane...
Daya again raised his gun towards ACP sir, who closed his eyes tightly as he could understand that his end was really near and now he was really feeling helpless as he knew that none would be there to save him. The one and only grief was he was going to die in the hands of his son, the son whom he used to love more than anything. He just sighed and in the next moment...
BOOM!
The sound of another gunshot made him shiver slightly while his grip over Abhijeet's hand became tighter. He was waiting for a sudden pain over in any part of his body but nothing happened such. So he opened his eyes slowly and discovered that...
Daya was lying on the floor with his hand bleeding profusely while the gun was lying aside. He looked towards the door where he found Purvi was standing with Pankaj and Freddy, each with a pointed gun in hand. ACP sir closed his eyes again, but now in relaxed mood as he knew that now everything was alright.
He checked Abhijeet now. His face was pale and painful while there was a pool of blood over his chest where he had got shot. Yet he could hear the slow yet soothing sound of the heartbeats in his chest and could feel the rhythmic process of his breaths which was still going on! He was still alive.
A sharp scream of "Abhijeet!" came out from his mouth as he ran towards the car after picking up Abhijeet in his arms.
One hour later of this, the whole CID team was seemed to be sitting in front of the Operation Theatre. Daya was sitting with his face hidden inside his palms. He was feeling too guilty. Due to him, his brother was in such condition. Instead of saving him, he himself had shot him. He could never forgive himself. Seeing him in such condition, ACP sir put his hand over his shoulder and said in soft tone...
ACP sir: Abhijeet ko kuch nahin hoga Daya... tum please khud ko dosh mat do... unlogo ne tumhe hypnotize karke yeh sab karwa raha tha... is mein tumhari koi galti nahin hain.. sacchi... main... main bilkul bhi naraaz nahin hoon tumse... aur dekhna Abhijeet bhi nahin naraaz nahin hoga...
Daya(in moist tone): woh mujhe maaf kar dega na? Mujhse rooth to nahin jayega na? Humne... humne uske saath itna bura kiya hain, is wajah se woh hume chodke chala to nahin jayega na?
ACP sir: nahin Daya... aisa kuch nahin hoga beta... abhi to hume usse maafi bhi mangna hain... kuch nahin hoga use...
Daya: pakka na sir?
ACP sir(with a soft smile): pakka beta...
Daya(in confused tone): lekin sir, mujhe ek baat samajh mein nahin aa raha hain... Abhijeet ke mental condition bilkul bhi stable nahin tha uski kidnapping ke waqt... to phir usne aapko bachaya kyun? Aur kaise?
ACP sir: yeh baat to mujhe bhi samajh mein nahin aa raha hain Daya... Abhijeet ko dimagi halat... aur woh aise saamne aa gaya... kya hain yeh sab?
At that moment, a voice came from behind as...
Voice: main batata hoon ACP sir...
Both turned behind to find Dr Rahul was standing there. He came near them and sat in the same bench with...
Dr Rahul: Abhijeet ka dimagi halat kabhi bigda hi nahin tha!... kyun ki maine use kabhi electric shocks diya hi nahin... usdin hum jab us treatment room mein gaye the tab...
Abhijeet slowly laid down on the bed of the room while Dr Rahul arranged the shocker machine. He remained starring towards his friend, who too was starring towards him with blank eyes, and smiled with a soft...
Dr Rahul: kya soch rahe ho Abhijeet? Dar lag raha hain?
Abhijeet(in silent tone): kyun bekaar ki sawalon mein waqt barbaad kar rahe ho Rahul... kar lo jo karna chahte ho...
Dr Rahul: kya tum waqai yeh chahte ho Abhijeet? Kya yeh jo kuch bhi ho raha hain, sab tumhari marzi se ho raha hain yaar?
Abhijeet no looked towards him in with same blank eyes and then uttered in low tone...
Abhijeet: pata nahin... mujhse to kisi ne meri marzi poocha hi nahin...
Dr Rahul(in firm tone): lekin aaj main pooch raha hoon... kya tum waqai yeh chahte ho?
Abhijeet now looked towards him. Rahul, now, could notice that his eyes were full of tears which was ready to overflow anytime. Rahul smiled softly and said in firm tone...
Rahul: samajh gaya... tum khud yeh nahin chahte ho... aur main tumhari marzi ka pura izzat karunga... kyun ki aur kisi ko chahe ho ya nahin ho magar mujhe mere dost par pura bharosa hain...
After which he gently attached a thick cotton pad with Abhijeet's mouth and told him to scream, to mislead Daya and ACP sir, whom they knew would be standing just outside the room. But Dr Rahul had noticed one thing. Those painful screams, which were coming out from Abhijeet's throat during this, was not false screams at all. He was really screaming badly in pain... but thw difference was the pain he was suffering was not physical one, but it was mental. And those salty water streams running down from his eyes were giving solid evidence in favour of this.
At that moment, the doctor came out from the Operation Theatre while pulling down his mask ans announced in firm tone...
Doctor: Operation is successful!
All of them jumped up from the bench and Daya asked the doctor in anxious tone...
Daya: Abhijeet theek to haina doctor? Use hosh aa gaya hain kya? Hum mil sakte hain usse?
Doctor: jee Mr. Daya... unhe hosh aa chuka hain... magar humne unhe sedatives diya hain to isliye ab woh so rahe hain... kal subah hi uthenge... aur haan, aap chahe to unse mil sakte hain... magar koi faida nahin hain... woh to so rahe hain isliye baat bhi nahin kar payenge... kya faida phir? Isliye mujhe lagta hain ki aap logo abhi ghar chale jana chahiye... kal subah phir se aa jana...
Abhijeet opened his eyes slowly as fresh sunlight fall on his eyes. He was feeling a bit dizzy and the bullet wound over his chest was paining, but he was feeling light now. He was able to free himself from all the blames and suspicions... finally! He was able to breathe properly now.
But... but... but...
But what then if there was another doctor, there in asylum, instead of Dr Rahul? What then if Dr Rahul was not his friend? What would have happened then if luck had not favoured him, while collecting the evidence? Would ACP sir and Daya had trusted him ever?
Only one answer was roaming inside his mind was...
NO!..
None would ever him trust him. He would have to live while tolerating suspicious and blaming gazes of his teammates. None would have ever trusted his words. None ever had.
At that moment, the door opened and and a figure entered the cabin. Abhijeet turned towards the door a bit and found Dr Rahul was standing there. He tried to sit up while Dr Rahul gently supported him with a soft...
Dr Rahul: dhyan se...
Abhijeet remained sitting there on the bed, silently, for some minutes and then said in low tone...
Abhijeet: thank you...
Dr Rahul: kyun?
Abhijeet: mujh pe vishwas rakhne ke liye... us waqt main khud ko bohot bebas mehsoos kar raha tha... agar tumne mera saath na diya hota to shayad hi main is sab se bahar aa pata... agar tumne mujhe electric shocks de dete to shayad sach mein hi mera dimagi halat bigad jata aur...
Dr Rahul(in firm tone): kya ho sakta tha aur kya nahin ho sakta tha yeh sochke apna waqt barbaad mat karo Abhijeet... main tumhara dost hoon aur dost hoke agar dost ka kaam nahin aaya to dosti kis kaam ka?
Abhijeet just smiled. Dr Rahul remained silent for some moment and then said in calm tone...
Dr Rahul: aur main is waqt usi dosti ka haq se pooch raha hoon ki kya chal raha hain tumhari dimag mein?
Abhijeet(in shocked tone): kkkk... kya chal raha hain matlab?... kuch... kuch bhi to nahin chal raha hain... main bilkul theek hoon...
Dr Rahul(in firm tone): main Daya nahin hoon Abhijeet... aur na hi banna chahta hoon...
Abhijeet looked towards him with a jerk but said nothing. He remained sitting there silently, like a stone idol. Dr Rahul could notice that his lips were trembling slowly while his eyes were full of tiny diamonds which were sparkling in the sunlight. He sighed badly and just wrapped his friend in a warm hug which made Abhijeet shiver badly. Rahul just fondled his head softly and Abhijeet burst into tears. Rahul said in a firm yet soft tone...
Dr Rahul: mujhe nahin maloom ki iske baad tumhara faisla kya hoga magar aaj main tumhe ek baat bata deta hoon, jo tum kabhi mat bhoolna... Abhijeet, chahe rishtein kitni bhi kareebi kyun na ho, magar usko nibhane ke liye khud ko itna bhi taken for granted mat banao ki log tumhara izzat karna chod de... agar self respect ke saath jeena chahte ho to shayad kuch rishton ko humesha ke liye khatam dena hi sahi hain...
He left him and wiped away his tears with a calm...
Dr Rahul: mere baaton ek baar sochna zaroor... ek insan ke liye zindagi mein bhale hi khushiyan ho ya na ho magar izzat ki kabhi kami nahin hona chahiye... apne aapko logo ke liye itna bhi khuli kitaab mat banwao ki log tumhari zindagi ki puri kahani padke uska galat faida uthane lage... khuli kitaab hone se behtar ek kora kagaaz banna hain... kam se kam us par apni marzi ki kahani to likh sakte haina?
He stood up and then walked towards the door. He stopped before opening the door and turned behind with a calm...
Dr Rahul: faisla tumhare haath mein hain Abhijeet... ACP sir aur Daya bahar hi intezaar kar rahe hain... main bhejta hoon unhe andar...
He left the cabin leaving a silent Abhijeet behind, who just made himself comfortable on the bed while closing his eyes. After some moments, he heard a door opening sound and understood that ACP sir and Daya had entered the room. He just looked towards them.
END OF THE CHAPTER
So both the parties are face to face again... what will happen next? Will Abhijeet forgive Daya and ACP sir? What will be his decision? Will everything be alright again? It is the confrontation time... what both the parties will have to say and listen? Stay tuned to know more.
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