That one leaf fell upon his hand and startling him..he looked around, it was almost dark, the homecoming birds, the last light of dusk hours, everything seemed dim, soft, and a tear drop rolled down his eyes..
He got up and moved towards his car and put his hand on his pocket to take out the key but it fell down..he was going to pick it up but then someone took it and looked at him and gave it to him…he said, "thanks" and moved towards his car…but suddenly he looked back and said, "Daya…"
Daya was going to turn but stopped.."sir.."
"Daya, I am sorry…" and he started moving towards his car…Daya stood there in surprise…
10 pm:
He was looking at the album blankly, he couldn't remember anything but still he loved to turn the pages and looked at the pictures over and over again because it soothes him for no reason, apparently, he has none to call as a family but these pictures. He was running his fingers on the photo of his mother and a tear rolled down his cheek looking at her smiling face, "maa..maa sab tere bete ko bht bura samajhta hai…bht bura…mana ke main ruth jata hu sabse jaldi..par maa itna bura hu main? Itna? (he felt a lump in his throat and couldn't say anything).."
He hugged the album and sobbed…"tujhe sab pata hai na maa…phir bhi mujhe akela chor ke chali gayi? Apne se mujhe itna dur kar diya ke ab chah ke bhi tujhe apne pass nahi pa sakta..(he stopped for a while)..maa pata hai wo Daya hai na, maine use bht bura bartav kiya hai…kya kya nahi kaha..pata hai wo bhi akela hai, uske pas to kabhi koi nahi tha..par wo kabhi apne chehre pe ye gam ane nahi deta hai…dil hi dil mein na ghabra jata hoga jaise main jata hu…"
He closed his eyes and rested his head on the back…after about 10 mins, suddenly the bell rang and he was startled..he got up, cleared his eyes, and went to open the door…
He open the door and was surprised…"Tum?" He looked at the clock and saw it was 10:30 pm..what is he doing here at this odd hour"
He smiled.."sir..I am sorry maine apko disturb kiya kya?"
He was still in surprised state but nodded his head.."nahi batao kya kaam hai?"
"Sir main andar ayu kya?"
"Oh sorry..ajao.."
He came inside and looked around, " wow sir…apke pas itne sare books hai…apko kitabon ki shaukh hai bht?"
He smiled.."haan..bohot…main sare topics ke books hi padhta hu…"
"aur sir apke favourite crime thriller hi hoga na?"
"Nahi…mujhe space ke bare mein janne ka bht shaukh hai..crime thriller to obviously acha lagta hai, par ye to real life bhi experience karta hu…par tum yahan kyu aye?" he asked keenly…
"Sorry sir..wohi bolna bhul gaya..sir apne Freddy ko kaha tha na wo hotel wale case ka report ready karne ke liye..actually sir bhabiji thori bimar ho gayi to wo unhe hospital leke gaye hai…isliye maine socha main hi kar deta hu…par sir mujhe apse details janna bhi tha aur permission bhi lena tha kyuki ap ne hi is case ko head kiye the toh…"he said
He was surprised, "Daya tum khud aye ho mere pas wo bhi file work ke liye? Mujhe to biswas nahi ho raha.."
Daya smiled…"are sir.." He looked down.." sir I wont let you down…mujhe idea nahi tha apko mere karan itna kuch sunna aur sehna padha..sir main abse man laga ke kam karunga..main wada karta hu sir…ap ekdin mujhpe zarur proud feel karenge…"
"Daya aisa kuch nahi..tumhara galti nahi tha..maine tumpe bina jane hi itna chilla diya…"and he looked at other side…"tum sahi the..mujhe emotions ke kadar nahi hai.."
"Sir I am sorry sir..please sir..sir mujhe first thing hi apko inform kar dena chahye tha…main bureau jake hasi Mazak kiya par apko inform nahi kiya…maine galti kiya hai sir…par sir this is the last time..main ab humesha puri zimmedari ke sath kam karunga sir.."Daya said with keen voice..
"Daya tum sorry mat kaho…ab ye sab ho chuka hai..aur main sach mein khush hu ke tumhe tumhari galti ka ahsas hai..aur tum man lagake sab kuch karte bhi ho bas thora serious ho jao…Aur jahan taq is mamle ki baat hai wo main sambhal lunga, and Daya I am really sorry…"he said
"sir abhi to apne bola na ke ab sab ho chuka hai..ap bhi sorry mat kahiye na sir..apne mere liye mere career ke liye DCP sir se itna data khaye, ap chahte to mere complaint kar sakte the par sir apne mujhpe varosa kiya aur sir sach kahu to mujhe baba ke bad yaad nahi hai ke kisne mere khatir itna socha hoga…" Daya said..
He smiled and said, "baitho..aur batao tumhe kya help chahye?"
Daya smiled, "han sir..par pehle kha lete hai na…"
"Kya?"he asked shockingly
"are Abhijeet sir, apko bhuk bhi nahi lagta kya? Apne to din var khaya nahi hoga kuch,.."daya said in complaint tone…
Abhijeet: aur ye tumhe kaise pata?
Daya: sir main cafeteria mein hi tha…par ap aye nahi to apse baat bhi nahi kar paya aur…(he looked down)
Abhijeet:par maine aj khana nahi banaya…
Daya: are sir koi bat nahi…main order kar deta hu na…koi problem nahi…apko Chinese pasand hai sir?
Abhijeet tried a lot to be strict but the innocence of Daya didn't let him think of anything else…he was looking at him and smiled peacefully…
Suddenly someone pat his head and all his concentrations broke…"are kya Abhi? Bhuk wagera lagta nahi tumko? Kabse puche ja raha hu Chinese? Jawab nahi de rahe ho..us album mein sar ghusaye baithe ho..bhuk lag raha hai yaar.."
Abhijeet put the album aside, smiled and said.."chili paneer…"
"Done!" he smiled broadly and looked at the phone screen, "boss suno caramel custard bhi bol du?"
"Tera treat hai…tujhe jo man kare kar…"Abhijeet smirked..
"haan haan galat fehmi pal lo tum…ok to ek fried rice, do naan, ek chili paneer, ek Manchurian aur do caramel custard…"
"thik hai ab ja jake thora file complete kar le…aur mujhe chain se rest karne de…"he said while lying down on the bed..
"Han han jata hu..huh!" he sighed, made a lot of faces but finally went to complete the reports…Abhijeet smiled and again emerged himself cherishing all the beautiful memories of them..how the friendship started and everything happened…
A/N: Here the story ends, so I would like to thank all of you for your patience...
One thing I would like to mention here to all of the people, please try and understand the plot of a story, this has no real life connection, that is why it is called as a "fiction", and as an author I can design any plot I want to as far as my story is concerned because it is a fiction..so please don't take anything personally..and also about requests, a lot of people requests a lot of things but not always everything gets done, jinke requests along the storyline fulfil ho pata hai to wo kar dete hai hum..but if something demands a complete different storyline we try our best to work on that but yes it may take time..
So to everyone who are requesting a new plot, I will definitely try my best but it may take some time..
Anyway, I hope I have cleared out few things, and thank you so much to every reader and reviewer for reading and reviewing the story..
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-Srija