Abhijeet kept starring towards him while ACP Sir opened his mouth as...
ACP sir: happy birthday Abhijeet... aur yeh cake katne ke liye thanks... (after a pause)... tum nahin jante Abhijeet, maine itne dino mein kitni emails bheji hain... tumne to apna number change kar liya tha isliye mujhe woh maloom nahin tha... par emails ke zariye tumhare saath contact karne ki koshish karta raha... haan, yeh maloom zaroor tha ki tum kabhi reply nahin karoge lekin... (after a pause)... tum kaise ho Abhijeet?
Saying this, he looked towards his face with a guilty expression stuck over his face. Abhijeet could not keep himself silent anymore now, so he said in firm tone...
Abhijeet: aapko kya mere saath koi zaroori baat karni hain? Koi kaam ki baat karni hain? Agar haan, tab hi sirf baat karna mujhse... warna iske alawa yeh sab personal sawal jaise ki main kaisa hoon, kya kar raha hoon yeh sab mat poochna... kyun ki main koi jawab nahin dunga... aur yeh kaam lene ke waqt maine jo contact paper par sign kiya tha udhar kahin bhi yeh nahin likha tha ki kaam ke alawa bhi logo ko pehchanna padega idhar...
Saying this, he noticed that ACP sir's face had darkened. Perhaps he had not expected this type of behaviour from him. But it did not create any effect on his heart today. Once upon a time, he used to think a lot about this man's feelings, about his pleasure or his grief but today, when he still feel too empty for not having his brother in his life, he did not have any desire to think about this man anymore. Above all, this was the man, due to whom, his brother was in coma now. So he continued in firm tone...
Abhijeet: aur aap khud ko kya samajhte hain yeh bataiye zara... matlab jo aapki marzi hain woh hi hoga har baar? Aapki zindagi mein meri jagah kya hain woh kya mujhe nayi tarike se samajhna padega?... peechle din kaafi nahin the kya? Aur haan sir, agar aapko lagta hain maine woh cake aapne banaya hai isliye kata tha, to aap galat hain... main woh cake sirf un bacchon ke liye kata tha... unki khushiyon ke liye... agar main chahta to usi waqt sab barbaad karke, ek scene create karke yahan se jaa sakta tha... magar maine aisa kuch nahin kiya... aur ek baat...
ACP sir silently looked towards his face, waiting for his further words. He really needed time to listen his son while Abhijeet continued in firm tone...
Abhijeet: aapko kya lagta hain ki aap jo yeh children's home, orphanage wagera wagera sab chalate hain, isko wajah se log aur media ki tarah main bhi aapko bohot mahan samajhne laga hoon? Agar aapko aisa lagta hain to woh galat hain... kyun ki maine aapko ek waqt par bohot kareeb se dekha hain, mujhe acchi tarah se maloom hain ki aapki tarah egoist aur ghamandi insan duniya mein aur ek bhi nahin hoga... Mujhe to lagta hain ki yeh jo NGO aap chala rahe haina? Roshni Welfare Foundation... woh aapke liye ek business hain...
ACP sir jerked a little bit listening this. He said in stunned tone...
1. ACP sir: kya keh rahe ho Abhijeet? Yeh sab... yeh sab mere liye business hain?
Abhijeet(with a sharp smile): aur kya? Jo ACP Pradyuman, humesha se apni cases, criminals aur goodwill ko lekar itna busy rehta tha aaj woh achanak se social service karne lage? Sab kuch itna asaan thodi na hota hain... jo insan, apni officers par ilzaam lagte hi apni goodwill bachane ke liye unka saath chod deta hain aur apna ghamand bachane ke liye unke khilaaf bura bhala keh sakte hain, jo insan khud ke khilaaf do lafz kehne ki zurm par hurt ego hokar apne bete jaise officer ko coma tak pahucha deta hain, usse aur kya umeed kiya jaa sakta hain sir? Daya ka aaj jo bhi halat kya uske peeche aap zimmedar nahin hain sir? Aap agar waqt par... Haan, kuch log aapko ek bohot mahan samajhte hain aur aapki is show off ko social service ka tag dete hain, lekin main un mein se nahin hoon...
ACP sir(in low tone): Abhijeet mujhe sach mein maloom nahin tha ki waisa kuch ho chuka tha mere haathon... maine kuch bhi jaan bujhke nahin kiya tha...
Abhijeet(in calm tone): Daya ka is halat ke peeche ka zimmedar aap hain yeh hi sabse bada sach hain, aur aapne hi hume seekhaya hain humesha sach par hi bharosa karne ka... yeh sab drama karke aap at least mera dil to nahin jeet payenge... please mujhse door raha kijiye aap... aur haan, main yahan pura din kaam karne ke baad stress bundle release karne aata hoon... please mujhe thoda chain se rehne dijiye yahan... please... request kar raha hoon...
Saying this he left the place and went towards the children who was enjoying the party till then. It was really impossible for him now to tolerate this man in front of him. He could never had dreamt of talking such rudely with ACP sir but in the very previous day, Daya's doctor had told him that Daya's condition had detoriated a bit. Then how could he tolerate that man, for whom all these was happening, in front of him, celebrating his birthday?
But ACP sir? He felt that each and everything around him had blurred to become shadowy blackish. A suffocating pain was heaving on his chest which was pulling him into a deep dark black hole. The darkness around him was so deep that it would conquer him very soon. He would be lost soon.
After Abhijeet's birthday, some days passed away very swiftly from the pages of the calendar. And during this, though ACP sir and Abhijeet had came face to face several times in the NGO, but ACP sir had never tried to talk to him as he knew it was meaningless to exchange mere words where the mental distance was such high. Actually he was scared that if he continued to failed attempts of talking to him, Abhijeet might resign from this NGO and then he would lose this opportunity to having a glance of his son too. The chance of listening Abhijeet's voice, seeing his act of frequent using "aain" in between words, noticing his gaze from behind his sunglass, would be lost forever. Perhaps he would have to live the rest of his life, depending on the memories of these moments only. This moments, these memories would be his companion until the arrival of his death. To had a look of his son only, nowadays he left bureau soon in those days when Abhijeet was supposed to come to the NGO.
Sometimes he felt terrible anger on himself nowadays. Why? Why had not he shown this concern towards him when he was with him? Why he had insulted him so much? How could he had considered him so taken for granted? Had he thought him as a furniture, who was lifeless? Who could never go away from him? How could have he thought Abhijeet to be such cheap that he would remain with him in any situation, just because he did not have any relationships? Had he forgotten that despite being so empty in life, this man had so much self respect? For that reason only, after resignation, he had left all of his trophies and medals, which he had achieved in his whole career, on his table. That table full of trophies and medals was the answer for him. Answer given by Abhijeet... silent yet strong. His eyes got moist even now remembering that as he was watching Abhijeet, as he was taking his class, hidden outside the room. He felt that his eyes were burning. He just left the place in rapid steps.
As he left the place, Abhijeet put down the chalk, held in his hands, on the table and looked towards the door with a frown. He was really feeling damn irritating now. He knew that from outside ACP sir was watching him secretly. He was now really feeling angry. He had got just fed up of ACP sir's this childish act of watching him secretly, as if any teenager was watching his crush secretly. He came out from the classroom as the class had ended already and asked about the location of ACP sir.
After knowing that he was in the reading room, he walked there, with the intention to have a talk with him. But as soon as he opened the door, the inner scenario had him shocked like hell.
END OF THE CHAPTER
So what might Abhijeet had seen there? Is ACP sir in any problem? If yes, then will Abhijeet help him? How? Will there relation ever be mended? How? Will Daya recover ever? If yes, when? What had happened in the past? Why Abhijeet is such rude with ACP sir? What had he done? What could have happened if he had reached in time? What had happened? Stay tuned to know more.
Adi: first of all, thank you so much for the review. I read your request, but dear don't you think that this story is the one which you had requested for? Notice carefully, in this story too, Daya sir did not have much role to play as he is in coma. It is too Abhijeet sir and ACP sir centric. Please let me know what you think. Again thanks for the review.
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