HEY GUYS KAISE HO AP SAB?
Many of u must have read this chapter from LUVCIDDUODOSTI profile...From nowonwards I will be posting the further chapter of the story..Its a joint venture between me, LUVCIDDUODOSTI and CUTIE PARI.
I am really grateful as both the partners of mine in this project are highly talented writers..and it will be an honor working with them...Its fun too :)
Plot idea solely belongs to LUVCIDDUODOSTI...so if anyone of u love the plot the credit will go only to her...We three will write different parts of this story.. Let's see kaisa rahega humara sath..ok no more bak bak..straight to the chappy...
Chapter written by me.
Edited by LUVCIDDUODOSTI...
O YAARA...
KAROL BAGH,DELHI
Chirpingbirds signalled the arrival of a beautiful morning...A man in his late forties opened the curtains of his home and welcome the fresh air and pink light of the glorious sun in his house. Soon his house was filled with sunlight but his heart was still filled with darkness...pitch dark just like a no moon night..
To complement the strictness of his face a frown appeared on his temple hearing the doorbell twice...Before he open the door it rings for one more time making his steps and actions more harsh and firm...
He slam opened the door and look at the front person with fiery eyes who was engaged in taking out milk pack from his basket when heard...
He asked angrily : "Kya time hua hai"
Milkman giving a confused glance: Jee
The man repeated with more harsh tone: Kya time hua hai
Milkman carelessly: 5 baje hain
"Kitni baar samjhaya hai Dheeru ko ki saarhe paanch baje se pehle doodh nahi lana hai...aur ho kaun tum...kiski izazat se tum mere ghar doodh dene aaye ho..."
Milkman in irritation listening such harsh tone in the very morning: "are saab subah subah kahe ko chik chik kar rahe ho..Dheeru mere mama ji hain..unko aaj kahin bahar jana tha jaldi to main aaya...aur paanch-sarhe panch me bus aadha ghanta hi to oopar neeche hai..adjust kar lo na saab"
The man fuming in anger: adjust..haan...(he returned the pouches of milk which the milkman had given to him and says in rude tone) Dhiru se kehna apna hisab kar le aakar kal...aur tum..(chewing tone) apni ye shakl lekar dobara mere darwaze par mut aa jana samjhe...(he closed the door with a bang on milkman's face who was in stunned posture...he start banging the door and requesting Abhijeet) saab saab are mama ji mujhe zinda nahi chodenge..kahenge maine customer kharab kar dia..saab galti ho gayi...saab suno to...(but the closed door never opened again.. the milkman with fallen face start going when few men having tease on their face called him)
"Kya hua bhai..bade udas lag rahe ho"
Milkman: kya bataun saab..ek number ka khadoos aadmi hai khadoos..kehta hai doodh nahi lega...are thoda jaldi hi aaya dena late to nahi aaya na...par dekho aap..ab mama ji to mujhe hi dantenge
Neighbours: are iska aisa hi hai...behen to hai hi kum dimag se ye bhi sath reh kar kum hi hota ja raha hai...(seeing the man coming out pushed the milkman) chal chal nikal nahi to abi humein bhi chodega nahin...
The milkman went away on his motorbike while neighbours with fake smiles come toward the man...
"Aur Abhijeet jee...kaise hain"
Abhijeet looking at them: meri haddi wagairh toot gayi hai kya kal se aaj tak
Neighbour in shock: arey kaisi batein kar rahe hain...nahin toh
Abhijeet: phir kal bhi yahi sawal poocha tha maine kaha the theek hoon to kal se aaj tak me kuch bhoochal aa gaya hai kya
Neighbours: jee..jee nahin...wo to bus...(to other man) chaliye Khurana saab chalte hain
Abhijeet never glanced back at them and start his jogging which is only completing few circles of his society's ground...he can't go much far from his place as his sister needs him any minute..this is the only time which he spend with himself because his little sister is in sleeping mode.
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PANVEL,NAVI MUMBAI
Make some noise for desi boys...1..2..3..4 English thumke dil ki rhythm pe maarein jam jam ke desi boyz...Dunia ke sare dekhe aune paune sab se hain sone desi boyz...zzzzzz and a bang...
"Arey yaar Music kisne band kia..."
The speaker turned his head and the next second floor slipped away from his feets...
"Ss..iir aap..aap yahan kaise.."
A man looking at him with piercing gaze: Kitni baar aur samjhana padega mujhe...ye gym jaroor hai par yahan bacche body banane se jyada apne aage aane wale bhavishya ko sawarne aate hain...(coming near to that boy) Tumhein police me jana hai na Avinash...aise hoga selection tumhara...wahan kaun sa music kaun sa entertainment milega tumhe...kuch nahin (strong tone) tapte hue sooraj ke neeche daud lagani hogi...jitna wajan abhi tumhare kandhon par hai is se dus guna jyada wajan un jimmedarion ka hoga jo tumhe police me jaane ke baad milengi...jante ho jimmedarion ka bojh kitna bhari hota hai...is desh ki suraksha is desh me rehne wale logon ki suraksha ki jimmedari hoti har ek police wale ke oopar...aur tum...tum sab log is job ke layak hi nahin ho...
Man(in rage) : Get Out! aage se yahan aane ki koi jaroorat nahi hai
Avinash in pleading tone from his back as the man was already turning around): I am..(man turned, Avinash lowered his eyes) I am sorry sir..aage se aisa nahi hoga..I promise...pakka
The man look at him and Avinash repeated: Pakka DAYA sir... promise
Daya nodded his head a bit and taking it as a green signal Avinash smiled but Daya without giving any expression just left that place...
A boy came toward Avinash who was taking a relax breathe: Tu itna darta kyun hai inse...koi police academy ke coach thode hi hain ye...bus ek general si entrance clear karne ki training dete hain... nothing but a gym trainer yaar
Avinash: Vikram tu nahin jaanta...aaj tak Daya sir ne jise bhi train kia hai wo jaroor Police me select hua hai...he is the best among all yaar..aur wo ghalat bhi to nahin kehte na...thode discipline wale hain.. utna to hum adjust kar hi sakte hain
Vikram: yaar baat to tu sahi keh raha hai..aise techniques and tricks batate hain sir ki bus..lagta hai Sir hi Supercop hain
Voice from behind: Hain nahin the
Both boys turned back: The matlab...kya kehna kya chahta hai tu Ajay
Ajay in rude tone: CID wala tha ye
Avinash and Vikram in shock: Whatt? CID...or Daya sir..kya baat kr raha hai
Ajay: tum dono darpok ke sath sath dhakkan bhi ho..are sabko pata hai...Delhi CID mein Senior Inspector ki post par tha..log misaale dia karte the par jab asli khatra samne aaya to kayaron ki tarah bhag gaya...kitne police officers ki jaan gayi iski wajah se..CID se nikala gaya to ab yahan munh chupa kar baith ta hai aur hum par rob...
"Kayar nahin hoon main" A loud angry tone buzzed in every ear
Three of the boys and rest few look at the six feet tall man who was standing at some distance from them in great anger... his face and eyes were red in anger while his body was shivering...
Ajay: Sir sab jaante hain ki aapki wajah se un sab ki jaan gayi...kyun un sab ko chod kar bhage aap
Daya went to the boy and slapped that boy... Ajay looked angrily towards daya...all the boys were shocked...
Ajay smirked saying : "Kayro ki toh nishani hoti hai...sach se bhagna"
This line stopped Daya and he left Ajay abruptly..
Ajay after recovering from that teeth rattling slap started shouting: Pagal hai ye...kaun aayega iske paas loser hai...apne khilaf kuch suna to marne lag gaye...jo kia hai wo to sunega hi na...chalo re sab...nahin karni humein koi training...isse bohot behtar trainers mil jayenge
All left one by one behind Ajay leaving Daya standing alone in that gym...he knelt down slowly on the floor taking so many deep breathes when someone placed hand on his shoulder
AN
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