A/N:- sorry guys for delay.. here's chapter 7.. thanks for reviewing. Sorry coz this might be boring. Enjoy!

Disclaimer:-

TD:- I do not own CID! Who on earth would have believed if I did! *sigh* Hu! I am useless.

y/n: yes I know that.

TD: h'm.. wait wha-?

Night, 12:30 AM

Daya was sitting on the lone chair present on the terrace. He had his eyes closed, but sleep was far away, lurking in some other world, for him. The cool breeze, giving chills to him sometimes, were receiving ignorance from him as he was strong enough to get sick. But was his heart the same like him? No! Actually it was already scared! Already damaged!

His mind was continuously wandering on the past days he spent in his boarding school, The Gemini International, but today, looking at the same Gemini constellation in the sky, it wasn't making him happy.

The two prominent stars Pollux and Castor, which his eyes were glancing again and again, were twinkling in their own way. He now was looking at the bright Twins playing hide and seek, as Pollux hid behind a thick huge smoky cloud, separating from Castor, he feared to compare his life with.

Twins, the dioscuri, with which he unknowingly was comparing his past and his now self, were staring him continuously as if were being sympathetic on his situation. Seriously, sympathetic? He smiled a little at them, but then his smile faded as he thought that how different he is now. How far he have gone from his past self just like the Castor, a close to millions away from Pollux.

No! He wasn't this Him before; He can't be. But the incident, a very small or lame you may figure out, separated Him from Hisself, careful enough to take the ill-effects into consideration.

Suddenly his ears caught a pop sound coming from his cell, notifying a text from someone.

"...Sona nhi h kya aaj?..." the msg said and he got a good volts down his spine.

He took the phone and started to make some patterns on the keyboard, but after completing the reply, he thought for a second and pressed the backspace.

"...Reply nhi krne se kuch nhi hoga. Jake soja chup chap!..." The msg again snubbed him. He smiled before dialing to the other side and placing the phone a little away while putting on speaker.

"Hello! Uth gayi tu?" He asked ignoring the above shot of snubs and the further coming his way.

"Yes! And tu mere jagne ka toh wait kr nhi rha hoga. Haina?" She asked sounding angry, but the sleepy-soggy tone in her voice can't be ignored completely. Well not that soggy though!

"Voh mujhe bs neend nahi- (hearing something from background) yeh peeche konsa song bj rha h? Phirse vohi toh nhi?" He inquired curiously, and thanking that he had found something to change the topic.

"Tujhe pta h na ki 'Darkside' mera favorite song h. Toh meri playlist ki start aur end ussi song pr hoti h!"

"Haan haan pata h. Vaise teri studies k bare mei kya bole tere chachu?" He asked simply, to which she replied in a careless tone.

"Voh kya sochenge yr. Bs higher grades mei admission.. uske baad meri life mere hath mei. Mai jo krna chahu kr skti hu, apne dreams fulfil krne k liye koi restriction nhi. Vaise tu bhi toh-" Her voice suddenly disappeared as he cut the call and startled looking at the new entity, rather intruder to him, looking a bit apologetic.

"Sorry! Voh.. mai.. mujhe neend nhi aa rhi thi toh yaha aa gya!" The new shadow, which the moon formed, sounded a little apologetic.

"Nhi.. voh mai bs sone ja rha tha." He didn't raise his head and started to leave to the stairs when he heard.

"Doh minute ruk ja na Daya! Apne Abhi se baat bhi nhi krega?" Abhijeet gave him a pleading look.

Daya didn't even looked at his face, he wanted to leave immediately, but his feet, till now had deposited a good amount of lead, making brittle and bony.

He silently got back to his chair, sat, but quite uncomfortable with his body language, he looked.

"Kesa rha tera school? Kya kya krte the tum? Mujhe kuch toh bta.. pta h mere paas toh bohot saari bate h meri college ki tujhse share krne ke liye!" Abhi tried to break the silence trying to open him a bit but..

"N.. nhi kuch khaas nhi. Jyada waqt hi nhi mila kuch krne k liye aur shayad... mai kuch karna bhi nhi chahta tha." He replied simply.

Abhi smiled sadly, then looked at him with a fake smile and

"Achha toh tere dosto k bare mei kuch bta." He tried to sound excited, perhaps didn't sound so.

"Dost... Bs doh teen hi the." He begged to stop the conversation.

"Kon kon? Mai toh sirf Shanaya-"

"Voh mai sone ja rha hu!" He cut him and left immediately. Abhi looked at his going silhouette beneath the hiding moon's twilight.

He let his tears fall like cold shrilling drops fuming after touching his heavy fired heart. He tightly clutched the sheet covering the foamy chair. His brows shrinker as he downed his head trying to overpower his grief. Yes fried coz deep within he was scared to see his chubby dying in front of him like this.

"Kash! Kash uss din ko Mai badal pata! (after a pause) pr zid bhi toh teri hi thi na Chubby!" He whispered in his soggy tone but the moisture that pierced his throat was intolerant. He leaned back his head on the headrest, closing his eyes and leaving his inner Abhijeet to cry.

Flashback:-

Trio were seen on a little crowded way walking with their arms tangled. A boy towering above the other two, was in the middle and the little duo were holding his hands tightly, walking on either side.

"Tucky ab tu roz mere ghar pr aa jana! Hum sath mei khelenge varna (a little frown) mai toh bore hi ho jaunga." Little Daya said looking at the other little figure, with his eyes stuck down coz 'neeche dekhke chalna chahiye' this was his brother's preaching, who smiled a little on his this demand.

"lekin.. dad ne ane nhi diya toh?" Little Rajat answered from the other side.

"are.. toh mai tere ghar aa jaunga!" Daya replied instantly and abhi chuckled a little.

"pr tumhe itna kyu bore hoga haan? Mai hu toh sahi!" Abhi put forward to tease his little soul.

"tum toh ho, lekin... phir toh humesha padhyi krte rhte ho na! Toh baki time mai kya karunga? Itni lambi vacations kyu di sir ne?" Daya excused while abhi smiled sheepily.

"Acha bhai Rajat! Tum roc aa jana, vrna yeh mujhe padhne nhi dega, aur phir humari ladayi ho jayegi." Abhi said and daya smiled in satisfaction.

Soon they reached home and Chubby said goodbye to Rajat and Abhijeet went to drop rajat to his house, which wasn't much far from his.

Here, Daya jumped in excitement after remembering something. He ran inside the house calling his dad loudly. "Daddd!" He shouted again when his mom, Ekta came out of the kitchen and stopped him from releasing another shout.

"Shh! Chubby chiila kyu rhe ho? Dda kaam kr rhe h tumhare!" She forwarded her hands and carefully removed the schoolbag from his back.

"kahan h dad?" He asked still excited.

"Nhi, sochna bhi nhi unhe disturb krne ka. Important meeting chal rhi h aaj unki shayad kuch bade officers k sath. Khair tum jao muh haath dho lo aur change kr lo, mai khana laga rhi hu. Abhi bhi aa gaya lo!" She ended glancing at the tired figure of ahijeet whi directly jumped in the couch and closed his eyes.

"Are.. khana baad mei aa batao na kahan h daida?" Daya asked again and his tone was sounded totally careless.

"Upar h room mei (getting her cub's expressions) lekin tum vahan nhi jaoge zaruri kaam-"

"unka kaam mujhse zaruri nhi ho skta mumma." And he turned to go when a strict scold reached his ears.

"Daya! Khabardaar agar ek bhi kadam aage rkha toh! Mai keh rhi hu na unko disturb mat kro tumhe samajh nhi aa rha h kya? Chup chap apne room mai jao aur fresh hoke aao!" Ekta, being a typical Indian Mom, scolded the little soul who till now had made a balloon face.

"Katti!" He showed the little jiminie finger to his mom and jumped on the couch startling Abhijeet, sitting besides.

"Chubby! Yeh kya tareeka h haan? Pagal ho gye ho kya? Tameez se nhi baith skte?" Abhijeet shouted on the red balloon faced daya, who got more angry on this.

"Arghhh! Mujhe kisi se baat nhi krni. Chubby sbse katti h!" He jumped on the couch again and then sat straight with his little arms folded on the chest and angry eyes glaring the front wall clock.

"Maa! smjhado isko, vrna mai maar dunga." Abhijeet blurted in anger coz the little soul was pushing him, trying to throw him down to floor.

Flashback will continue...

A/N:- I hope you will like it. If you do, give your valuable feedback. I hope I didn't bore you.

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