A/n : So this one is set during Abhijeet's transfer fissaco..guys this one is going to depend on your reviews...if you want , i should continue it further or not.. because for me.. it's end
Daya became numb on his place...his face became ghostly pale as not a drop of life has left on his body...he heard some voice from behind but his mind and heart was not aware of his surroundings..only one sentence was revolving around his mind and that was his ...his what ?
With this a harsh reality jerked him that he even don't know what to call a person who is his everything from last 17 years and this realisation was indeed felt like a harsh slap on his face. He can't call him as his friend as he might lost the right himself .
" Transfer Abhijeet..itna bara step lene se pahle tumne ek baar mujhse poochna bhi jaroorat nahi samjha ? "
Daya felt Acp sir has indeed stole his line , he has the same question..how could he take this bloody decision without even telling me about this..fuckkkk, or he already break his all relation with me ? so many what and why were running inside his mind which has been making him dizzy .
" I am sorry " came a cold voice of second of command
Daya felt out of breath after hearing his friend's cold voice which has no emotion in it..
" sorry keh diya aur baat khatam..ye sorry worry chhoro , mai abhi Acp sikhavat ko call karta hun aur unhe bolta hun tumhara Transfer abhi ke abhi decline kare " Acp sir said angrily , scrolling his mobile's contact
" Sir please "
Acp pradyuman has heard this please numerous time , sometimes in request
Sir aap please boliye na Apne bete ko.. wo apne pita ko, apne bhai ko aise akela chhorke nahi sakta
sometimes he heard his please as warning
sir please aap yahan se bahar jaye ...warna !!!
warna..warna kya karloge tum Abhijeet
Keeping gun on his temple " warna mai apne aapko goli maar lunga "
But this time he heard please from his mouth for requesting for himself..and this hurtful plead works as an acid in his crying heart.
" kya please Abhijeet..haan..tum samajh bhi rahe ho tum kya maang rahe ho mujhse ..."
" itna asan hai tumhare liye sab Kuch chhorna Abjijeet..kya humlog sirf colleagues hai tumhare liye , itne saal se humara beech jo bhi tha wo kuch nahi mayne rakhta ? " Acp sir asked in pain
" colleagues " this word burned two soul's heart like someone has poured acid on his heart ..Daya remembered the day when Abjijeet had thanked him for saving his life and in anger he told him the same word and today he knows how did a word can damage the relation which even arm can't do.
" Aap kaisi baat kar rahe hai sir.. aaplogo mere liye meri jindgi se bhi jada keemti ho sir... colleagues kehkar humare rishte ka apmaan mat kijiye (Daya looked at his buddy in pain ) ... aaplogo ko chhor ke jana mere liye bhi bahut muskil hai par mere paas aur koi chara nahi hai.. " Abjijeet's voice was laced with pain
" Abhijeet aisi bhi kya baat ho gayi brta jo tum apno ko aise chhorke ja rahe ho...tum mujhe batao beta, mai koi na koi rasta jaroor nikal lunga " Acp sir asked his son desperately in loving tone
" Ab bahut der ho chuki hai sir "
The intensity of his words shook everyone present there in the room..
" Abhijeet ek akhri sawal...kya ye faisla tumhe sachme sukoon Dega ? "
Abhijeet remained silent for sometime, he glanced at Daya once and then said in low tone.
" Haan sir..."
Acp sir clutched his fist tightly to compose himself and then nodded silently.
" Agar iss faisle se tumhe sachme sukoon milega to mujhe aur kuch nahi Chahiye beta..bas yaad rakhna kuch bhi problem ho to ek baar mujhe bata dena "
" Thank you sir " Abhiieet smiled first time after the fissaco..this smile was small but it reaches on his eyes until the fake one which only crept on his lips.
" kab ki flight hai ? " Acp sir asked putting big stone on his heart
" Aaj saam 7 baje ki , kal se reporting hai meri "
" Theek hai fir ghar jayo aur acche se packing karlo , kuch chhut na jaye "
Abhijeet internally chuckled mirthlessly on this as he is the one who is leaving everything behind..
" jee sir , mai nikalta hun fir "
Acp sir nodded, Abhiieet left from there without even glancing at Daya once.
Now only Daya left in Acp sir's cabin , he has not even dare to look at his mentor's face ..there was suffocating silence in the room.
" tumhe iss bare me kuch kehna hai Daya ? " Acp sir asked in silent tone.
" sir aapko use nahi jane dena chahiye tha " Daya wanted to say this aloud but he shook his head in denial and left from there.
Acp sir closed his cabin and pull the curtains..he was feeling anger, pain , hurt and betryal.. everything this time...the tears which he was controlling since the time slip out from his eyes.
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At Abhijeet's home
" Maine sara saman pack kar diya hai.. please ek baar check karlo " Tarika's voice broke at the end
Abhijeet hold Tarika's hand and placed his hand on her cheek softly
" you have promised me ki tum nahi royogi ..abhi to mai gaya bhi nahi aur
Tarika pulled her hand angrily and wiped her tears " mai hasu ya royu tumhe usse kya, tum to ja rahe ho na mujhe akela chhorkar to fir tumhe kya fark parta hai ? "
Abhijeet looked at her in pain, he knows he is doing injustice to her but he also knows, she will be hurt more if he stayed there because the mess life he is living will create so many ruscus in her life too.. he will accept death easily than putting his love in miserable condition..and he is going to die there everyday.. because he is leaving his life cid family here in Mumbai...
Tarika closed her eyes in regret she has promised herself that she will always support Abhijeet whether it is being separated from him. But her stubborn heart doesn't understand her logic, her heart is pinching badly to even imaging her life without him.
" I am sorry " Tarika wishpered in low tone.
" You don't have to say " Abhiieet cut her words..her sorry is making him more guilty..
" Abhijeet can i shift my place here ? "
" Tarika kyun tum khudko itni takleef dena chahti hun...mai tumhe aur hurt nahi hone de sakta please "
" khudse dur kar liya ab apne yaado se to mat karo..iss ghar se bahut si yaade juri hai humari..jab tak tum nahi ate mai humari yaado ke sahare reh lungi ... please Abhi mujhse apne hone ka ehsaas to mat cheeno "
" Tarika " Abhijeet's eyes became blurred hearing the raw pain in her voice.
" Tum mujhe yaha rahne doge na please ? " Tarika asked innocently
Abhijeet pulled his " pagal " in tight hug , she is making his departure more painful.
" Abhi tum waha jake mujhse baat karoge na ...?" Tarika asked burrying her face cosily in his broad chest
" Ek din bhi tumhri awaj nahi sunu to pagal ho jata hun mai..kaise nahi baat karunga mai apni jaan se..hmm ? "
" Aur wahan jakar kisi churail se baat nahi karoge...(clutching his shirt tightly ) warna mai wahan akar uske sare baal noch lungi aur tumhari bhi "
" Are mai to fir ganja ho jaunga ? " Abhijeet said chukling in moist tone
" Haan to tum utne handsome nahi lagoge to koi tumhari taraf dekhega bhi nahi " Tarika said laughing in tears.
" tumhe pata hai na tum puri pagal ho " Abhijeet said with full of love
" Abhi mat jayo na ..mai nahi reh paungi tumhare bina " Tarika said , her voice was so painful
And the magic were gone.. gone the blissful moment which Abhijeet was living in her love's arm..
" sweetheart I have to go , please ..mai yahan ab nahi reh sakta " Abjijeet said in pleading voice, kissing on her hair
Tarika burst out in crying hugging his love for last time..she was crying harshly and her crying voice was making Abjijeet burried in pain and guilt.
At Airport.." Itne naraj ho ki dekhoge bhi nahi meri taraf ? "
" Aapse naraj hone ka hak hai kya mujhe sir , mai hun hi kaun ek aam junior "
" yaar Freddy ab Nirupa Ray banna band kar "
" accha hai sir wahan jake koi joker nahi milega aapko "
" Freddy , khabardar jo khudke bare me aisa kabhi bola to..vivek yaar ab tum hi samjhao apne Freddy sir ko " Abhiieet said in anger
" Itna hi Bura lag raha hai to kyun ja rahe hai aap hume chhorkar sir..mat jaye na please..mai promise karta hun kabhi joke nahi sunaunga..kabhi bhoot ka naam bhi nahi lunga aur aapko bilkul pareshan bhi nahi karunga.. please sir mat jaye na " Freddy said cryingly
Abhijeet composed himself " Freddy tum to humesa mujhe samajhte ho na.. please aaj bhi samajh jayo.."
Freddy wipes his tears and looked away..
" Abhijeet Srivastava your flight is going to take off please have your seat "
Abhijeet looked at his father figure with fast heart beat after the announcement, who also looked at him with pleading gaze as saying " don't go please "
He touched Acp sir's feet who hugged him instantly ..
" Apna khyal rakhna sir "
" Tum bhi aur waha jakar jada herogiri mat dikhana ..samjhe ? "
Abhijeet nodded in half smile and looked around , his eyes were searching for his half soul..
His heart became shattered realising that he will not even come to see off him last time..he bit his lips to control his tears knowing that everything has finished..now he is nothing for his brother..he was right that day " he is just a mere college "
" purvi mera ek kaam karogi "
" please Tarika ko ek baar dekh lena mere jane ke baad wo mere ghar pe hai "
" Jee sir " puri said in teary tone
Abhijeet left from there bidding bye to everyone with " small thanks " to Purvi and Freddy and giving them responsibility of Daya and Tarika..
Vivek took a painful sigh looking at Freddy , he kept hand on his shoulder.
" jane wakt bhi Abjijeet sir ko Daya sir ki fikar thi aur Daya sir ek baar unhe akhri baar dekhne bhi nahi aye " Freddy said in pain
while Daya was looking at his buddy going far away from him behind ..he smiled sadly on his destiny...at last again he became what , what his destiny is..an orphan . First time in his life he became late and the time cost him with his happiness, his life.
End :)
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