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Mumbai…
DUO's Home…
DUO were having their breakfast while watching the documentary and both were mostly quiet, though Daya was taking absolute care not to let Abhijeet drifted in his thoughts when seeing Abhijeet finishing his breakfast, Daya, who had already done his breakfast, gave Abhijeet his medicines, who was now completely habitual of that and hence, took them without any argument or hesitation where…
Daya stood up with: Abhi main thori daer tk kitchen sy aata hoon, tb tk tum apni yeh documentary enjoy kro, hmm…?
Abhijeet nodded slightly and hence Daya left from there grabbing the utensils while Abhijeet again turned his gaze towards the screen but soon got bored as he wanted to watch something else but wasn't understanding what…? Moving ahead, he grabbed the TV remote from the center-table which Daya didn't move because of already getting relaxed after receiving Freddy's text in the morning that they had locked all the news channel in DUO's home and only few sports and documentary channels could be viewed at their home, and hence, Abhijeet, who was continuously shuffling the channels soon got that much frustrated and bored after receiving one opened channel after every few locked channels that he just switched off the TV, getting extremely annoyed…
Daya, who was busy in cleaning the kitchen after washing the utensils, turned listening some noise to find Abhijeet coming there so moving ahead…
Daya asked him softly as: Kya hua Abhi, tum yahan kyun aa gaye…?
Abhijeet told him in annoyed tone as: Tumhara TV bohut… boring hai, Daya… Kuchh bhi nahin aata…
Daya smiled lightly while telling him as: Woh humara TV hai, Abhi, ab hum aik sath reh rahy hain na tou iss ghar mein jo kuchh hai, woh humara hai, hmm…? (Abhijeet, who was still looking really annoyed just forcefully gave him a node grumbling under his teeth that, that boring box could never be his'… Where understanding his brother's annoyance pretty well, Daya moved ahead and reaching close to him, softly pressed his shoulder with…) Abhi, mujhy bs dus minute doo tum please, phir hum terrace mein chalty hain, hmm…? (Giving him an idea, added as…) Tb tk tum tumhary mobile py games khail lo na, time pass ho jaye ga tumhara…
Abhijeet nodded in approval liking the idea and hence, left towards his room where Daya in light smile again got busy with his work… After around ten to fifteen minutes, getting freed from the kitchen, Daya left towards Abhijeet's room…
Entering inside his room, Daya got stopped in his track in shocked-worry seeing Abhijeet sitting there while grabbing his head in his both hands, mumbling something and the opened writing pad was present in his lap while the pen was present on the floor… Getting really tensed, Daya hurried ahead and…
Daya reaching closed to his brother, smoothly pressed his shoulder while calling him as: Abhi…! (But the latter did not respond, looking absent from there and hence, sitting in front of him on the bed, Daya clutched his both wrists, moving his hands down with…) Abhi…! (Abhijeet still breathing heavily, dipped in sweat, lifted his gaze up towards his younger one who got really hurt and worried at the same time, seeing his teary moist gaze, which was holding lots of helplessness in it… Freeing his wrists Daya smoothly wiped off his face, filled with sweat drops and cupping his face, he asked in real polite tone as…) Kya hua hai Abhi, kya baat hai…? (Abhijeet gulping down the moisture, freeing his face just shook his head, turning his face away where Daya, closing the writing pad, placed it aside and securing Abhijeet's hand in his both hands, asked in love-filled-soft tone as…) Abhi, btao mujhy please, kya hua hai…? Mairi koe baat buri lggi hai tumhien…? (Again a silent shook and Daya knowing his brother really well, knew it that if the one had decided not to speak, he won't… Hence inhaling deeply, thinking to divert his mind, Daya nodded in light smile as…) Achha chalo, theek hai, tum nahin btana chahty kuchh bhi, main tumhien force nahin kron ga bilkul… (And seeing Abhijeet still looking away silently, Daya grabbed the pen from the floor and placing it on the bed-side-table, asked him in complete casual as…) Terrace py chalo gy, Abhi…?
Abhijeet nodded him quietly and moved from there by himself, followed by Daya and soon the two were sitting outside in terrace…
Initiating a conversation, Daya asked in casual tone as: Abhi, tum tou mobile py games khailny gaye thy na, phir paper-pad ly k kyun baith gaye…?
Abhijeet replied in silent tone as: Shaid mujhy games… pasand nahin…
Daya looked at him confusingly with: Shaid…?
Abhijeet looked at him, looking really quiet with: Hmm, khud ko ly k… mairi hr baat… "Shaid" hi tou hai Daya…
Daya went really silent where Abhijeet again started looking away, far towards some unknown point where it took Daya few minutes to compose himself and Daya softly pressed his shoulder, bringing him back in the real world who looked at him and giving him a silent node, moved his gaze away again where…
Daya deciding to take that big step, inhaled a deep breath while telling him as: Abhi…!
Abhijeet without looking at him, replied with: Hmm…?
Daya, shutting down the battle happening inside himself, gabbed his hand to have some strength and then told him in firm tone as: Main janta hoon tumhary barey mein sb kuchh… (Abhijeet turned his real shocked gaze towards him, who looking once in those eyes, moved his head down while telling in quiet tone as…) Mujhy ptta hai tumhien ly k, hr baat…
Abhijeet, still in shock, pulled back his hand, still looking at him in disbelief with: Tumhien ptta hai…? (Getting angry and hyper, shouted badly with…) Tumhien ptta hai…! (Daya jerked a little and then looked up at him while trying to grab his hand when Abhijeet rashly pushed his hand with…) Hath mtt lggana mujhy… main tumhara hath… toor dun ga… (He was breathing heavily in anger and shock with…) Tum janty ho k… main koun hoon… aur tum ny aik… baar nahin btaya… (Added in hurt-filled anger with…) Main ny sirf tum py… vishvas kia tha, Daya… Aur tum ny hi… mairy sath…
And getting stopped, he just turned his face away looking in real hurt and anger and without having any other word, he just left inside his room, banging his room door behind him…
Where Daya kept sitting there in silence, though in calm, because of expecting what had happened… After sitting there for few more minutes composing himself and giving time to his brother to calm down a little, so that he would listen him, he inhaled a deep breath and stood up, leaving towards Abhijeet's room…
Opening the door he entered inside to find Abhijeet sitting in front of the room's window, facing his back to the room's door… Encouraging himself, Daya stepped ahead and reaching closed to Abhijeet, softly pressed his shoulder and was going to say something but the words died on his tongue seeing his brother crying silently, sitting there…
Feeling real pain and hurt, Daya hurriedly moved ahead and moving Abhijeet's wheel chair got seated on the floor, in front of him while grabbing his both hands and…
Daya tried as: Abhi, please…
Where Abhijeet taking his hands out from his grip, wiped off the moisture from his face and inhaling deeply, composing himself, told him in straight tone as: Mujhy akela rehna hai… Please, jao tum…
Daya tried again while trying to explain himself as: Abhi please, bs aik baar mairi baat suun lo, phir…
Abhijeet cut him in hurt-filled-anger with: Kyun sunon tumhari baat…? Aur mujhy vishvas ho ga… kya ab k tum jo… bhi kaho gy… sach ho ga woh…? Itny time sy jhoot…
Daya shook his head while cutting him with: Abhi main ny tum sy kabhi koe jhoot nahin bola… Haan, sach chhupaya hai, lekin main ny kabhi jhoot nahin kaha tum sy kuchh bhi… Vishvas rakho please, main ny tumhara vishvas nahin toora, please…
Abhijeet, who was listening him silently now, as something inside him was till telling him that the person sitting in front of him could never lie to him, though he was still really confused and restless, not knowing what to believe and who to believe and hence taking a deep breath…
Abhijeet asked him in silent tone as: Tum janty ho k… main koun hoon…? (Daya still looking down, nodded quietly so nodding to himself, he asked him in same quiet tone as…) Koun hoon…?
Daya, looked up at him with moist gaze and in barely audible whispered tone, replied as: Abhijeet, mm… Mairy bhai… (Seeing Abhijeet's eyes turning wide opened, Daya moved his head down while adding in quiet tone as…) Yeh humara ghar hai aur yeh tumhara hi room hai, Abhi…
Abhijeet still looking in shock, asked him in whispered tone as: Tum… Tum bhai ho mairy…? (Whispered to himself as…) Tb hi daikhna tha… Mujhy tumhien… Tbhi mairi pasand… ptta hai tumhien… (After few moments' looked at him with…) Jissy maara main ny… Tum janty ho na… woh sb bhi, haan…? (Daya just nodded still looking down where Abhijeet asked him as…) Kissy maara main ny…? Koun thy woh sb…?
Daya looked up at him in soft-requesting way with: Abhi please, aaj k liye itna kafi hai… Main tumhary sb sawalon k jawab dun ga promise, lekin tumhien ptta hai na k ager tum ny apny dimagh py zada zoor dia tou tumhari tabiyt bhi bigar sakti hai, haan… (And receiving just a silent forced node from the other side, Daya softly grabbed his hand with…) Abhi, vishvas rakho, tum ny kuchh ghalat nahin kia unn ko maar k, woh achhy log nahin thy, ager tum unhien nahin maarty tou woh bohut sy nirdosh logon ki jaan ly laity, samjhy…
Abhijeet getting a little relaxed, nodded slightly and then signalling towards his bed, asked him silently as: Woh, paper-pad…
Daya nodded, getting well what he meant and giving a soft pat on his hand, he stood up and left towards the side where his brother signalled… Grabbing the writing pad, he returned to Abhijeet and after grabbing the writing-pad and pen to him, tried to leave the room, not to make him uneasy when…
Abhijeet said in quiet tone as: Rukko… (Daya getting stopped, looked at him in question thinking he want something else where Abhijeet signalled him towards the couch with…) Baitho…
Daya giving him a confused node got seated there where taking a deep breath, Abhijeet opened the writing pad and then opening a page, forwarded that towards Daya… Daya looked up at him in question and looking in those communicative eyes, he got what the latter wanted so giving him a silent node, Daya hesitantly grabbed the writing pad and looked towards the writing pad to find a rough drawing present there…
Three persons standing in a box labelled as room where two persons standing across the table, pointing gun towards each other while the third one was labelled as "Daya" and the other two as "ACP" and "Abhijeet" respectively… [Reference to "ACP Pradyuman Griftaar"…]
Daya got well towards where it was going so instantly looked up at him in shock who also moved his gaze towards him and…
Daya asked him as: Tumhien phir sy neend mein kuchh dikha…?
Abhijeet nodded while asking as: Main ny goli maari… hai na sir ko, haan…?
Daya, placing the writing pad aside, getting well that it was about that dream/vision he was mumbling in his sleep, completely turned towards his brother and smoothly secured Abhijeet's hand in his own…
Daya told him politely as: Abhi, woh aik natak tha, tum ny assal goli nahin chalae thi… (In flow…) CID mein tou yeh sb…
And he looked at him in shock, who was looking more shocked than him and…
Abhijeet instantly asked him as: CID…? Main bhi CID… mein hoon kya…? (Daya just nodded silently so he added as…) Aur tum…?
Daya replied quietly as: Main bhi…
Abhijeet looking really restless, asked him as: Daya mujhy btao… yeh sb kya hai…? Main nahin dun ga… mairy dimagh py koe zoor… lekin please mujhy btao…
Daya nodded with: Okay Okay, theek hai, relax, main btta raha hoon, shant ho jao please…
Abhijeet just nodded eagerly wanting to listen the explanation of his last night's dream/vision where Daya told him the whole thing related to that happening and after knowing the whole truth or clear picture soon…
Abhijeet nodded understandably while heaving a relax sigh with: Achha tou matlab… naqli goli thi… (Added to himself smilingly as…) Matlab woh mujhy jail… mein nahin dalien gy…
Daya, who was listening him casually, looked up at him in shocked-confusion as: Kya…?! Ks ki baat ker rahy ho tum Abhi…?
Abhijeet looked at him while telling him innocently as: Mujhy lgga woh waly sir… Iss liye aaye hain… mujhy milny k… baad mein mujhy… jail ly jaien… (Seeing Daya's fixed gaze on himself, he tried to support his doubt while adding himself as…) Unn k aaty hi… hum wahan sy… bhi tou aa gaye… Mujhy…
And a light laugh from the younger one's mouth didn't let him complete, who just jerked his head while grumbling where…
Daya said him smilingly as: Tum bhi na Abhi, ptta nahin kya kuchh sochty rehty ho… (Added mischievously while looking at his grumpy brother as…) Sir sy kahon ga main yeh…
Abhijeet, who was shocked, instantly warned him with: Bilkul nahin… Ager kaha na… kisi sy bhi… Main aagy sy kuchh… btaon ga hi nahin… tumhien…
Daya just made a face with: Achha theek hai, nahin kehta kuchh kisi ko, pehly bhi mazaq hi ker raha tha main…
Abhijeet nodded like saying as, "Yeah right, like I don't know you" where the same time the doorbell rang so…
Daya looked at him with: Main aata hoon, aur tum ny koe faltu baat nahinn sochni… (Signalled towards a book-shelf, added as…) Woh tumhari books prri hain sb, woh perh lo, hmm…
Abhijeet nodded and just for the sake to be freed from those "Faltu" lectures, he reminded him as: Drwaza…
Daya nodded making a grumpy face and left from there, still grumbling while Abhijeet relieved a relax sigh and then his gaze again fell on that drawing present on that opened page, and he smiled lightly feeling excited that he was slowly remembering himself as after knowing the truth, there was no need for him to give pressure on his brain, that's why he was calm…
And he was busy in such thoughts when heard some voices from outside like few peoples were chatting so he turned his neck in the direction of the door from where, soon Daya entered inside and…
Abhijeet asked him as: Koun hai bahir…?
Daya moving ahead, told him in light smile as: Humari CID team… Tum sy milny aaye hain woh log…
Abhijeet, who was serious and bit worried now, whispered under his breath as: CID team… Mujhy milny… (Looked up at his brother in helpless manner as…) Main nahin janta… unhien Daya… Main kaisy milon… ga unhien…?
Daya while sitting in the couch, smoothly wrapped his hand in his both hands with: Tum janty ho unhien Abhi, pehchanty nahin ho… (Abhijeet looked at him, getting quiet where he softly pressed his hand with…) Preshan mtt ho Abhi, please… Aur bilkul kuchh bhi zabardasti yaad kerny ki zarort nahin hai… Hum dheery dheery chalien gy Abhi, waqt doo khud ko please… Bs jo yaad aa raha hai, ussy digest kro, aur bhagwan py, khud py aur hum py, vishvas rakho… (Softly placed his hand on his cheek with…) Khud ko preshan mtt kro, sb theek ho jaye ga, hmm…
Abhijeet nodded a little reluctantly where Daya, cupping his face, placed a soft kiss on his forehead and then giving him an assuring smile, moved behind his chair and the two left the room…
A/N…
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