So sorry for the late update friends. But like previous year, this year also a cyclone Yaas had arrived here but luckily it did not crashed here. But the rainfall had made enough damage, so I was a bit busy. As compensation, here is a long chapter. And…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGELBETU DI.
Wish You A Many Many Happy Returns Of The Day.
Daya was standing outside with his shoulder tightly grabbed by Abhiansh. Abhijeet's whole body froze within a single moment and his breath stopped for a while. He had not imagined even in his wildest dreams that Daya would stand in front of him in this condition!
Daya's legs were trembling badly and he was drowsy. A strong odor of alcohol was coming from both his mouth and his shirt. He was unable to stand on his legs even! His shoulder was tightly grabbed by Abhiansh.
Abhijeet was unable to understand what the hell was going on around him! He could not react! How could he? This was an extremely unexpected situation! Seeing his stunned condition, Abhiansh almost pushed him aside and entered the house.
He, single handedly, took Daya to his bedroom and made him lay on his bed after taking off his shoes! Abhijeet was still standing there, in hall, in same position, like a stone statue! But when he saw Abhiansh was going out from the house after throwing an oblique gaze towards him and, for the first time, he stopped him and called him from behind...
Abhijeet: tum log kahan the ab tak? Kahan lekar gaye the tum Daya ko?
Abhiansh stopped, turned and answered in straight tone after throwing a smirk towards Abhijeet….
Abhiansh: Daya nightclub jane ki zid kar raha tha… wahin gaye the hum dono… kyun? Koi problem hain tumhe?
Abhijeet now came closer to Abhiansh and then answered in a calm yet firm tone…
Abhijeet: mujhe koi problem nahin hain… lekin jis hisab se tum Daya ko badal de rahe ho, jis hisab se uski sahi galat ki vicharo ko badal de rahe ho… use khud ki tarah sochne le liye majboor kar rahe ho, mujhe lagta hain ki ek din achanak use khud ko sheeshe mein dekhke pehchaanne mein bohot problem hogi… woh khud ko hi pehchaan nahin payega… woh na khud ko mila nahin payega purane wale Daya se… khatam ho jayega woh…
Abhiansh just smiled a little bit listening this. Then he too stepped closer to Abhijeet and then said in a bit proud tone…
Abhiansh: maine Daya se suna tha ki meri tarah tum bhi science background se ho, tumhare bhi UPSC ki exam mein additional subjects science ka hi tha… par tumhe dekhke aisa lagta nahin hain, lagta hain tum sociology background se aaye ho jo har waqt yeh gyan jhadte rehte ho… (A\N: no offense please, I am too from an arts background and from my personal experience, I feel that science background students, sometimes, don't consider us as human being and always mock us. This is the thing I portrayed)
Abhijeet: matlab?
Abhiansh: pata nahin kisne tumhe CID ki sharp shine ka taj diya hain… yeh hain sharp shine hone ka namoona? Tumhare khopdi ke andar jo bhi haina Abhijeet, use dimag to hargiz nahin kaha jaa sakta hain… tumhe to game khelna bilkul bhi nahin aata hain… jab se main yahan aaya hoon tab se har ek round to main ek tarfa jeetta aa raha hoon… kaha socha tha ki ek tagdi opponent mila hain, jamke khelenge aur kaun mila! Ek bhi round jeet nahin paye tum ab tak! Dekho Daya aaj kal meri tarah sochta hain… jaisa main chahta hoon bilkul waisa hi karta hain har baar… aur haan, chinta mat karo… Daya ko problem nahin hoga khudko sheeshe mein dekhne ke baad… kyun tab tak purane Daya ko to who kab ka bhool chuka hoga… iski guarantee main tumhe de raha hain… chalta hoon… bye!
He turned to leave while Abhijeet called him from behind with a calm question as…
Abhijeet: ek minute Abhiansh… ek aakhri sawal ka jawab deke jaao… tum aisa kyun kar rahe ho? Aakhir chahte kya ho tum?
Abhiansh(in extreme hatred): tumhe Daya ki zindagi ke door karna chahta hoon main… bachpan se Daya mera best friend tha… mere saath uska contact kya toota tumne to dera hi jama liya uske zindagi mein… lekin ab to main wapas aa gaya hoon… mujhe mera haq, meri jagah wapas chahiye… tumhe kuch pata bhi hain Daya ko kitna miss kiya maine?... kahan kahan nahin dhoonda use? Lekin aaj itne saalon baad jab woh mujhe wapas mil gaya hain tab uski zuban se har waqt "Abhijeet" ki naam ki mala japna sunkar pak gaya hoon main… dekho Abhijeet, main tumhe saaf saaf keh raha hoon, agar tum aur beizzat nahin hona chahte na, to chup chap khud hi hat jaao humari life se… warna main dhakke marke nikal dunga tumhe… meri gairhazri mein chahe jo bhi hua ho, lekin ab mujhe Daya ki zindagi mein apni jagah wapas chahiye tumse…
Abhijeet: Abhiansh ek minute… tum shayad ek cheez bhool rahe ho… kisi ki dil mein uski har ek apne ki jagah fixed hota hain… Daya ke dil mein jaise meri jagah tum kabhi nahin le paoge waise hi tumhare jagah bhi main kabhi nahin le paunga… hum dono hi Daya ki dost hain… uske bhalai hi chahte hain… to hum kyun use aise uljhan mein phansa rahe hain jis mein use hum dono mein se kisi ek ko chunna pade… kyun na hum dono bhi dost ban jaye? Phir hum Daya ko bhi khush rakh sakte hain… haina? Ek hi danthal par do phool bhi to khilte haina Abhiansh…
Abhiansh(in anger): woh sasta ghas ke phool hota hain Abhijeet… bhagwan ke chahite aur keemti kamal ke phool to danthal mein sirf ek hi khilte hain Abhijeet… aur mujhe kamal ke phool banna hain… ghas ke phool nahin….
Abhijeet: tum samajhte kyun…
Abhiansh: mujhe kuch nahin sunna hain Abhijeet… mujhe har keemat mein tumhe Daya se alag karna hain aur main woh karke hi rahunga… bye… chalta hoon…
He left the house with rapid steps, leaving a shocked yet sad Abhijeet behind, who was unable to understand what should he do against this person, who had been totally obsessed by his stupid thoughts and logics!
He turned to step towards Daya's room, but today a hesitation in his mind stopped his feet. Did Daya really need him now? Perhaps not! He had got back his best friend with whom he could even go to nightclub and even could take drinks! Drinks, the thing he hated the most! Then?
He really did not need him and going to anyone repeatedly could make him cheap over his eyes! He must not go there. He slowly went to his room and laid down on his bed.
WHAT A UNIQUE BIRTHDAY GIFT HE HAD RECEIVED!
The bright golden sunlight entered his room through the open window which made him open his eyes slowly. The surface, over which he was lying was a soft one, and he could feel a pillow under his head.
He slowly sat up and jerked his head slightly to get back his whole consciousness. Yes, he could understand where was he now. He was there, in his room and the bright sunlight outside the window was indicating the start of a new fresh day!
Suddenly he could feel a cold stream running across his spine. A New Fresh Day? What did it mean? How? He felt that his brain was totally empty about his recent past! He could not remember even a single thing about yesterday! And the realization which struck him more strongly was….
It was his buddy's birthday yesterday and he had not wished him even!
He remained sitting on the bed silently, with his face buried in his palms. How could he! He could easily understood the blunder he committed yesterday and this was the thing which could never be rectified for a birthday came only once a year!
But what the hell had happened yesterday? The last thing he could remember was he and Abhiansh had left bureau early. But why? This time, he realized that his head was almost bursting in pain! What had happened to him?
At this moment, he heard a knock on the door with an ever known voice as…
Abhijeet: may I come in?
Daya just looked up towards him. His face was calm but Daya felt that it was the calmness before the arrival of the storm. And his odd behavior too struck him, he asked permission to enter his room? He looked up towards his buddy with guilty eyes and said in a heavy voice…
Daya: yeh tumhara bhi ghar hain Abhijeet… permission lene ki zaroorat nahin hain…
Abhijeet entered the room in silent steps with a tray in his hands and said without looking towards him…
Abhijeet(in calm tone): ghar bhale hi hum dono ka kyun na ho, kamra tumhara hain… kisi ki kamre mein ghusne se pehle knock karke usse permission lena ek basic manner hota hain Daya…
Daya(in stubborn tone): lekin kal tak to permission nahin lete the…
Abhijeet(in same calm tone): sorry! Galat tha main… yeh lo, black coffee pe lo… sar ki dard utar jayegi….
Daya(in shock): tumhe kaise pata ki mere sar mein dard hain?
Abhijeet(in calm tone): jinhe sharab ki adat nahin hoti, woh jab itna zyada sharab pee lete hain tab sar dard hona koi anokhi baat nahin hoti…
Daya(in huge shock): sharab matlab?
Abhijeet: sharab matlab sharab… drinks, alcohol…. Jo kal tumne peeke rakhe the…
Daya: main kal raat sharab peeya tha? Sach mein? Kal kya hua tha tumhe kuch maloom hain?
Abhijeet: nahin… tum chaho to Abhiansh se pooch sakte ho… usike saath to gaye the nightclub…
Daya: main kal nightclub gaya tha? Kya bol rahe ho?
Abhijeet: jo sach hain main woh hi bol eaha hoon Daya… late ho raha hain… behtar yeh hi hoga ki hum yeh fizool ki bakwas bhoolke bureau ke liye taiyar ho jaye….
He did not give anymore chance to Daya for speaking anything, leaving a shocked Daya behind who was too shocked to react as, still, he was unable to remember what exact had happened last night.
On the other hand, Abhijeet entered his own room, locked the room from inside and sat down on the bed with a thud. No, he was not sad today, rather he was controlling his laughter burst. Happiness or pleasure was not a necessity for laughter always, sometimes deep pain too was responsible for laugh. A laughing person was not always happy.
How foolish he was! What had he thought yesterday? He would make a try to regain everything? He would talk to Daya regarding this? They would have dinner together?
Perhaps there was no place for the term "again" left in their relationship. Perhaps it was just the term "end" that had left. He was sitting in his room, in total silence and solitude, perhaps waiting for the end to arrive!
Sometimes the life coincidently got matched with our thoughts, it was surprising. The end, for whose arrival, Abhijeet was waiting silently, did not delay much to arrive. Today was 11th December, Daya's birthday!
It was almost two months since that night, and since the day, nothing could be so much perfect in duo's lives. Daya had asked Abhiansh about the whereabouts of that night and Abhiansh repeated what he had told to Daya. It was Daya who was obstinate about going to nightclub, so he had taken him there and Daya himself could not remember why he had been obstinate to visit nightclub when he had other planning.
But he could not doubt on Abhiansh's statement also. After all he was his childhood best friend. Since that day, a strange silence had prevailed between duo. They did not exchange even a single word except professional matters. Shreya had returned to hostel already, so Abhijeet was left alone, which he failed to realize. In the professional level too, Abhiansh had slowly begun to take Abhijeet's place in CID Bureau just because the world trusted more in advertising. The one, who performed better but could not advertise himself, always remained in back. And in today's world, love could also be advertised! People trusted in such relationships better where love was advertised.
Today, on the occasion of Daya's birthday, a party had been arranged in the famous five star hotel of Mumbai where the high officials of Maharashtra Police were present. Abhiansh himself had done all the arrangements, from venue selection, to decorations and food, each and every decisions had been taken by him. Abhijeet just watched all these silently. He knew he was nothing but an outsider in Daya's life now, but still, he had expected to get some responsibilities at least. Every year, on this occasion, it was he who wished Daya sharp at 12 AM, gaining the topper position. In fact Daya himself did not receive anybody's phone calls or anything, wishing him happy birthday, before Abhijeet's wish. But this year…
Abhijeet, with a bright smile playing over his lips, was standing near the door of his brother's bedroom. He knew that this year also, he would be the first person to wish his buddy "happy birthday", he knocked the door with bright eyes.
The door was opened by Daya, with his mobile held near his ear, with a bright smile playing over his lips and delightful reply on his lips as…
Daya: Thank You so much Abhi… is saal tu ne hi mujhe sabse pehle birthday wish kiya hain… thanks yaar…
The glow of Abhijeet's face and the bright smile playing over his lips, got extinguished within a single moment listening to the reply. It meant that he was not the special person anymore in Daya's life, to give the first wish on Daya's birthday. He had lost the position to Abhiansh. Or better to say that Daya had given away his space to him. Daya disconnected the line and felt sorry to see his buddy's dark face, which he noticed was so bright even some moments ago. He could easily understood the reason. He had hurt him, the hurt and the pain was clearly shown in his eyes. Daya felt bad. He did not want to hurt him. He tried in hesitant tone…
Daya: Abhijeet woh Abhiansh baar baar call kar raha tha to maine utha liya… mujhe laga use hoi zaroori kaam hoga… isliye hi…
He stopped as he could not find any other words as he knew that this time it was his fault. He knew that every year Abhijeet wished him before everyone, but still he accepted the call. Abhijeet now spoke up in calm tone…
Abhijeet: Happy Birthday Daya… Wish You A Many Many Happy Returns Of The Day…
Daya looked toward him silently. He had not expected this from his buddy. It was just a formal birthday wish. His buddy and his relationship was not a formal one. A faint voice rang in his ears..
"Janamdin mubarak ho mere bhai… tu aise hi saalon saal tak mera sar khate rahe yeh hi duayein mangta hoon…. Wish You A Very Happy Birthday!"
Abhijeet turned towards his room, without waiting for a reply from Daya's side, but he had to stop as Daya said…
Daya: tum mujhse naraz to nahin ho na Abhijeet?
Abhijeet did not turn but replied him in the same calm tone…
Abhijeet: naraz hone ka haq to shayad main kho chuka hoon na Daya…
Now Daya went in front of him with a pleading…
Daya: Abhijeet aisa kuch bhi nahin hain… main woh….
Abhijeet: Daya please… is bare mein koi aur baat nahin… Good Night…
He left without giving any chance to Daya for replying.
He was standing near his book shelf, arranging his books again while dusting them softly. It was evening already and Daya was in his room, perhaps getting ready to go to the party. But he was not interested. He would stay at home. And none had even told him separately to go to the party. He had got invitation because the whole CID Mumbai team was invited, not because he was Daya's friend or something like that.
It was good from one angle. He was never comfortable with such official parties, Daya knew this. So in their birthdays, or in any other occasions, only a family get together was arranged always. But this year, everything was different.
He was putting the books at their proper place when a soft knock on the door made him alert. He turned slightly, only to find Daya was standing at the doorstep. What the hell he was doing here! He should have left for party! After all it was his birthday. He must not be late. He was thinking all these, when Daya said…
Daya: kya kar rahe ho tum? Ready kyun nahin huye ho ab tak? Party mein nahin jana?
Abhijeet took some moments to answer in calm tone as…
Abhijeet: kyun? Koi kaam hain?
Daya was just shocked to listen the question but after it he answered without even a single thought…
Daya: kya lagta hain tumhe, mujhe jab koi kaam ho ya phir jab kabhi tumhari zaroorat ho, tabhi tumhe yaad karta hoon sirf?
Abhijeet(with painful smile): zaroorat hi to nahin hota hain ab tumhe meri Daya… is ghar mein ek bejaan furniture ki tarah hi to hoon main… ek dum bekaar… bureau mein bhi ab meri zaroorat kahan hain kisi ko… sabke chahite Abhiansh haina… khair jo bhi ho, agar koi kaam na ho to mujhe nahin jana hain tum logo ki party mein… bohot log hain… aur jo log important hain, unka rehna zyada zaroori hain… main na rahu to bhi chalega…
Those words directly pricked in Daya's heart. Abhijeet's pain was logical, he had been kept aside since the arrangements of this party had started. Actually it was Abhiansh who had done all the arrangements, and he really did not want any interference in it. Abhiansh was his childhood best friend, they met after so long. He could not say "no" to him, when he himself took the responsibilities of this party. But he was really feeling bad after seeing Abhijeet staying away even now also. Perhaps in the wrap of this silence, everything was getting lost between them, he felt. He must not allow this. Everything must be rearranged before they met an painful end. So he himself had gone to the market and had brought a new set of formals for Abhijeet. He really wanted to give a new beginning, or better to say a new rhythm to their relationship today. All misunderstandings, silence, complaint or pain must be cleared of as these were the factors which were able to destroy a pure relationship slowly. He said…
Daya: tumhe shayad yeh sach na lage, magar tum aaj bhi mere zindagi mein utna hi ahem ho jitna ki kal the… haan, shayad ab hum dono ki bhavnaye aaj milte julte nahin hain aur shayad aaj tumhari aur meri soch alag hain lekin yeh bhi sach hain ki mere liye mere zindagi mein tum utna hi jude huye ho jitna 22 saal pehle the… main tumhe force nahin karunga, lekin request zaroor karunga ki tum mere zindagi ki itni ahem din mein mere saath raho… tumhare liye ek set dress laya tha main… agar pasand aaye to yeh hi pehenke aana…
He left the room silently, leaving the dress packet on a table. Abhijeet remained staring towards his way for some moments and then slowly picked up the packet from the table and took a deep breath. He could feel the old love, which he was trying to bury down inside his heart, was arising again. The old attraction was again taking him inside it's warm embrace slowly. He could not say "no" today. Indeed the day was very special for Daya. So he would attend the party today. He would wear the dress which his buddy had bought for him. Perhaps love was so much blind. How much one could build a strong wall around oneself, but for his dear ones, the wall would not stay so strong. Never! He would try again! With broken heart!
This was perhaps the greatest mistake he made in the course of incident, but somewhere he needed it too. Eras ago, Draupadi, the empress, had visited Hastinapur with her full will, to attend the invitation of Duryodhana, their enemy. But the behavior she faced in the royal court of Hastinapur was not the behavior usually received by guests. She had belief that her husbands would protect him… but had they? Who had protected her? Who knew whether fate had not stored the same destiny for Abhijeet also, today? After all the circumstances were same, was not it?
END OF THE CHAPTER
So now you must have understood that something was going to be wrong, but what is it? What will happen with Abhijeet in that party? Why did I mention about Draupadi? Was he also going to face same kind of humiliation? And do you all really think that Daya can drink alcohol so much? Had he really done so or it was an conspiracy? If anything wrong happens in the party, who will support Abhijeet? Will CID team support him? What about Daya? Will he support his buddy? What will happen to duo's relationship after this party? Will Abhiansh's real face come out in front of all? How? Stay tuned to know more.
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