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Long Update as an Apology...
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Daya started Missing His Family although He Only Living here from Three days, He Feels that His Step was Wrong but the No Contact from His Family makes Him Angrier and make it a Ego problem for Him to Go Back or atleast Call to His Brother or Father….
Daya (blabbering with wet tone): ab aisa bhi Nahi hy kay Lala aur Papa ko Pata hee Na chaly ky Main Yahan hun…. (wiping tears with) Rajeev Bhaiyya tou Kal Ashoke Bhaiyya sy Baat bhi kr rhy thy.. (wiping His nose from His Hoodie Sleeve and then making dirty face as) Kuch tou Mery baary mein Bola hee hoga aur Lala ko Bhanak Na paray… Impossible hy…
Mr. Gupta: Aye Larky… (ask seeing Daya sat over Yard Curb with) yahan Akely kyun Bethy ho… (seeing the setting sun telling) Pata hy na Andhera ho gaya hy.. Kho gaye tou aik aur Ilzaam Tumhara Baap Mery Sar daal dy ga… (moving inside with) Najany Us Buddhy ko bhi kya Sujhi jo Isy Meray Sar pr La kr Betha diya….
Daya (looking the back of invisible figure inside the house with): aik ye Gandy Baba hain.. (confusingly) Najany kya kya Bolty hain… hr waqt (irritatingly) Surveillance Camera ki tarah Ghorty rehty hain… aur Papa… (shocking after reminding Salunkhy Sir comment as) matlab ye Papa ko bhi Jaanty hain… (thinking tone) ummm.. jabhi shayed Papa ko (afain teary tone) Fikr hee Nahi hy Main kahan gaya hun… pr (sadly) honi tou chahyey… (now angry way) Ghar Chor kr Aany pr Majboor krny waly tou Dono Baap Beta hain na.. (rash) kub tak Main Un Logun ka Zulm sehta aur Wo Badtameez, Ghatya… Jerk….
The whole Grumbling Splattered with a Loud Strict Warning Call as DAYA coming from Inside from that Gandy Uncle Scared Him so Rushed inside in a bit…
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Ashoke seeing a Man Totally Cut Off from the Surroundings just Flipping His Cell in between His Fingers takes Him few months back where He saw the almost Similar Scene and after Sitting against Abhijeet Suggests…
Ashoke (suggesting during sitting): kr lo….
Abhijeet (telling): Papa ka Sakht Order hy….
Ashoke: ahan… tou Tootny mein (looking at His Watch with) kitna Time reh gaya hy…
Abhijeet (sighing with): kr lo Bakwaas… (irritate way) aik taraf Baray Sahab Theek Thaak Pilaty hain Lecture kay Drum ky Drum.. Dusri taraf (annoyingly) Tum ny bhi Lawazmaat jama kr rakkhy hain….
Ashoke (laughingly): hahahha… Lawazmaat… Cool… (asking in smile) Shadi ky baad kya karo gy….?
Abhijeet (ask): ye Shadi kahan sy Tapak pari….
Ashoke (replying): Uncle ny Muhum Start kr dii hy… Kal Chakker bhi lagya tha… (relaxing mode adds) Main ny tou bhae List Thama dii… (naughtily) Niyyati Number One pr hy…
Abhijeet (giving a tight kick on his Ankle with): Bak Mut Buddhy…
Ashoke: Bak Mut kya… (anry although rubbing his anklet adding) Langra kr dy Mujhy aur Haan Sach Bol rha hun…
Abhijeet (rash): Ashoke…
The Tone was Little DisPleasing as well Rash understand Ashoke who Replied in His Calm Speaking Voice as….
Ashoke (straightly): tou Bolo kya Khaun Un ko… (harsh way) Khaak mein Mila dun Un ky Armaan aur BTW (ask) Wajah tou Batao koi… (telling) kaun sa Tumhein Biyaah kr jana hy… Dusri Party hee Ghar aayey gii na tou (softly) Papa aur Daya sy Duri ka tou Sawal hee nahi Utthta aur agar (seriously) Tum ny Attention Diversion ki Baat ki na tou Mujhy Tum sy Zyada Tumhari Soch pr Afsos hoga aur haan (standing with) kr lo Call…. Chota bhi Intaizaar mein hoga (Daya at His School trip) (Ashoke add more) kay kub Kufur Tooty ga … Us ka Cell Tumharay Abba ky Takye ky Neechy hy tou wahan sy Aany ki Umeed Na hee rakkho Bina Shadi waly Aadmi… Jahil…
He comes back after getting a Loud Call of His Name and when turned found Khadim Hussain asking…
Khadim Hussain (call): arry Sir, Aap yahan kesy…. (telling) Abhijeet Sir tou abhi Us taraf Nikly hain… (adding) wesy Bara Aajeeb laga… (smilingly) Hum Log hr Aahat pr Phone ki Shakl dekhty.. (Ashoke look at Him in Question heard) jub bhi Aap Bank aaty hain na tou Abhijeet Sir ghari Ghari Phone kr ky Update lety hain kay Ashoke nay aaj kitny paisy Jama karwayey, kitny Withdraw… (detailing after seeing Ashoke wide eyes with) aik baar tou Main ny Pooch hee liya kay Abhijet Sir kahein kisi Larki ka Chakker tou Nahi tou boly… (mimicking Abhijeet voice as) Usi kay liye Laundy pr Nazar rakkhi hui hy….
The Hahaha dipped in Ashoke Smile although now Shifted His Attention over Constant Ringing Caller tone either His Eyes Fixed over Chevrolet driving by His Buddy…
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It was Nothing at First… the 14 Year Old Spreading in Length really giving Pride to Both Father and Brother… the Regular Measurement of Height with His Big Bro was a Funny Night Time Routine for the Kid, who Beamed in Happiness when One day Found His Image and His Brother Image having the Same Height Reflected over Mirror….
Daya (happily): Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww…. (jumping with yell) Main Bara ho gaya… Main Lala ky jitna ho gaya… (dancing with) Yayyyyy….. Whoooo… Hoooooo…
Obviously this Height making Things Easy or Fun Filled for Daya as now He easily ride His Bike towards Main Streets, His Father giving Him few Responsibilities which makes Him Proud over Himself and Raise His Practicality and Experience where He Replied when His Brother Pick a Product from Chester and Tell to His Father…
Abhijeet (ask): Papa, ye kyun ly liya…?
Daya (hurriedly): Lala, Papa Nahi, Main laya hun ye… (briefing His Bro as) is kay Ingredients Dekhyey.. (announcing) Aap ko Pata hy Aloe Vera Gel hy is mein… Baal Silky rehty hain is sy… (Abhijeet look at His Father having Half Bald Head with a Smirk heard His Little Brother Low tone) matlab Sar bhi…
The Laugh was Abrupt although the whole Sip of Water inside His Father Mouth coming out makes Scene More Hilarious for Both Brothers….
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Mr. Gupta: Haan bhae… (sitting beside Him and giving Him tips with) Dekho, Steering pr Tumhari Grip itni Mazboot honi chahyey jitni (giving example with) Apny Dushman ki Garden pr…
Daya (innocently): pr Mera tou koi Dushman Nhai…
Mr. Gupta (loud tone): arry kisy Pakr layey… (jerking head with) lagta Nhai Us Kharos ka Beta hy ye Pidda….
Daya (again with wide eyes): Ye Pidda kya hota hy… aur (ask directly) Aap Meray Papa ko Jaanty hain….?
Beefore the Man turn to Fire, Rajeev Stepped inside that Cirle and moving towards Daya with Explaining the Term as…
Rajeev: Pidda na Small ko kehty hain…. aur dekho, (softly seeing the loose foots over pedals with) Pair Dono Stiff rakhna…
Mr. Gupta (again): Body Loose Position pr Na ho… (telling) Break aur Steering ka Kaam hoga Rubbing mein…
Daya (in tense tone): Pr Main Jeet tou jaon ga na….
Mr. Gupta (straightly): Aik Minute Larky… (telling) ye Jeet Weet Filhaal Dimagh sy Nikal do… (add) Pehly Seekho, phir Practice karo… Jeet Haar Baad ki Baat hy…
Daya (again): Pr Mujhy Us Nikhil ko Sabaq Seekhana hy…
Mr. Gupta (look at Him keenly and taunt): Alug Nhai ho Tum Us sy… (irritatingly) Seekhna Sikhana hee abhi tak Khatam Nahi hua…
Daya (murmur): Kya Bolty rehty hain Kharos Uncle….
Rajeev (telling Him Simply with): Daya… Uncle Saheh Keh rhy hain… Seekhny pr Dimagh lagao.. (softly) Usy Uljhao Nhai filhaal kisi ko Neecha Dekhany mein… Samjhy… Saheh…
Mr. Gupta (leaving the yard with): Reverse lo… (add) No Gear change… Circle pr… Break sy Pair Na haty….
Rajeev (pat over His Shoulder with a BuckUp line): Chalo Chotu… Niklo….
Daya started Practicing although it's really Tough for Him to Listening and Working Simultaneously with Loud Shouts, Bark and Other Difficult Orders….
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After 3 Hours Tough Practice He really Feels to Quit and Run Back to His Family in a bit during taking a Chilled Shower…
He never ever come across in His few First Races with such Growls and Grunts Constantly Dipping inside His Ears from a Grumpy Voice….
He reminds during Drying Himself and Wrapping in His Night Dress His First Race as….
Voice: Daya Gudda… (softly) No Pressure… just think that (naughty) there is a Chocolate Chip Mint Ice Slab Waiting for You….
Daya (whine): Lala….
Abhijeet: Chalo Shabbash Daya (Checking His Helmet, Grips and Gears and when He Settled inside His Big Brother Car, hears) We are with You… Okay….
Daya nodded and now got a Big Kiss over His Forehead makes Him Embrrased while heard a Sweet Loving tone as….
Papa (encouraging Him as): Go Baccha….
The Ride was Smooth although not much Pressurized or Disturbed as His Lala giving Him Tips at Ear Piece with…
Abhijeet: acha Dekho… (softly) aagy wali Blue Jaguar Rounaq ki hy… (giving Him small tip seeing the Track from His Binoculars with) Dheery sy Left side sy Usy Cross karo… 3rd pr raho.. (again calmly) Be Cool… Push… (the vehicle gunned giving a Lovely Compliment to Driver as) Zabardast… ye hui na Baat…
Papa: Daya… ab Relax… hmmmm… (giving Him advise as) koi Jaldi Nahi hy… aaram sy Apni Lane pr raho… (tell) Break sy Pair Hatao.. Aik Speed pr rakho.. jesy Parking Lot pr Tumhein Seekhaya tha na… hmmm…
Abhijeet (adding now): Good… ab Break pr Pair lao… (include) Gear ko First pr karo… ab Direct Fourth lagana… (counting) 1, 2, Go….. (happy shout) Whoa….. Good…..
Daya came 10Th in this Race but His Family was Proud like He Climb's the Alpine in One Go…
There Faces are Red with Happiness, They were Cheering, Weaving, Smiling really Floats Him in Air…
Daya (sadly): itni Bak Bak tou Main ny kabhi Rajat Sir ki bhi Nahi Suni.. halanky Main Math mein kitna Duffer hun… (irritatingly) ye karo… Mut Jao… aur najnay kya kya… aur wahan Theorem Ulty likhy… Sin Cos ko Tangent likh diya.. pr phir bhi (bitterly) itni Baatein Nahi suni aur Khros Uncle ki Aawaz kitni Sakht hy… hunh.. aik dum Jailer jesy… (suddenly laughs with) hahahha… Sholay waly Jailer Sahab jesi… ahan.. He is just like Hitler… Bhangaar… (lying over bed with) Lala bhi na… Leny hee aa jaty Mujhy aur (wetly) Papa ko bhi Main Yaad Nahi aata.. kitny Saary Din ho gaye… (now pitty over himself with) Mumma hoti tou Mujhy Leny Bhej deti… balkay aany hee Nahi Deti… (two salty drops fell from His eyes and absorb in Pillow case) Lala bhi na Bhool gaye Mujhy… Pakka wala…
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Voice: acha tou ye (teasingly) Equation kitny Mast Tareeqy sy Daya Pradyuman ny Solve kiya hy… (showing the paper in front of Class with) dekha Aap Logun ny… hain… (to Daya) Daya Look at Me… (ordering) Come here… Sin Sin Kaat kr Six likh kr Paper dy diya… (telling Him) chalo Khary ho jao yahan Borad ki taraf aur Sit Ups karo… 6 times after 5 minutes Break in whole 45 minute Period… (add) No Voice coming Out… Come on… Start…
The Call was Shocking as well Dipped them in Tension when after the whole Day... Mr. Pradyuman got a Call from One of Daya Teacher to Meet Him at Next Morning… Obviously He Talked to Abhijeet about that who asked...
Abhijeet (ask): Aap ny Daya ko tou Nhai Bataya na Papa…?
Papa (nod): Nahi… pr (confuse tone) Mujhy Hairat hy… chalo Math mein Wo Weak hy… magar shockingly) School sy Bulawa… kisi (tense) Ulty Chakker mein tou Nahi Para gaya na.. koi Larai Jhagra…
Abhijeet (again): Aap ko kya lagta hy… (suggest) Rahul sy Poochun Mian…?
Papa(disagreeing with): Nahi, Kal Chal kr Dekh lety hain… 10 Bajy Bulaya hy… (ask) Tum Chalo gy…?
Abhijeet (strongly): Obviously Papa… ye koi Poochny wali Baat hy…
The Secret Meeting held at Staff Room where Daya's Math Teacher Welcomed Both Daya's Family Members and after Settling heard a Panic tone…
Voice (ask in tension): kya Daya ny kuch kiya hy… (confusingly) I mean kisi sy koi Jhagra etc….?
Rajat (softly): arry Nhai Nhai Mr. Pradyuman, Be Relax… (simply) aisi koi Baat Nhai… (sweet tone) Choti Choti Sharartein tou Bacchun pr Jayez hoti hain…
Abhijeet (straight): tou phir, I mean… (adding more) Dekhyey We know Daya is Little Weak in Math's, thori Sakhti sy hee Math mein Us ka Dimagh Khulata hy…
Rajat (add): ahan.. Nhai ye bhi Masla Nhai hy… (softly) Final mein Wo Cope kr heel eta hy so No Worries….
Both Father and Son exchanged a Confusing Glance as now what's the matter when These Two Issues are Not adding in List, listens….
Rajat: darasal, I mean… (a hesitant way) Mujhy lagta hy Daya shayed kisi Baat ko ly kr Pareshan hy… (both mouth opened heard more) Nahi matlab… Stressed ya (little low tone) Dar….
Abhijeet (straight): kyun kya Aap nay kuch dekha, ya Mehsus kiya kyunkay (stiff tone remembering last week in mind and found nothing) Humein tou aisa Kuch Nhai Feel hua…
Rajat (simply): Kal, I mean after Collage… (tell) wo achanak aa kr Mujh sy Lipat gaya… (adding) kafi Dara hua laga Mujhy….
Abhijeet (uttered): Ain….
Pradyuman (shocked): Hain….
The Seriousness of Daya's Teacher really Ringing Alarm inside Both Heads who Discussing this matter with Extra Care during Departure from Campus at Vehicle with…
Abhijeet (dismissing tone): Pagal hi laga Mujhy tou… (to Himself) bhala Daya ko kis Baat ka Darr aur Papa aisa hota tou wo Sub sy Pehly Mujh sy Share krta… Aap Janty hain na….
Papa (agreed): wohi tou… (still in confusion) aakhir Us kay Teacher ny kya Dekh kr itna Bara Statement dy diya…
Abhijeet (grumble): Parh Parh ky Screw Gir gaya hy… wesy bhi (irritatingly) Math Parh kr aur Parha kr Kaun Saheh Halat mein Reh skta hy…
Papa (dismissing): Bekaar Baatein Mut karo… khair, (making plan) Raat ko Dinner pr Baat krty hain CheeranJeev sy…
Abhijeet (programming): Main Ashoke ko bhi Bula leta hun… (ask) Rahul ko Bulaon kiya…?
Papa (after a thought): Haan, pr Rahul ko Khaber Na ho… (permitting) Ashoke sy Tum Discuss kr lena.. Wo Achy Cross Question kr leta hy…
Abhijeet (raising brow taking turn with): aur Main…?
Papa (teasingly): Gussa Dekhany sy Fursat mily Janab ko tabhi tou kuch Naya Seekh payein gy…
The Low Hunh spreading a Sweet Smile over Father Lips who Hide it from His Older One…
the Both Boys really Surprised after getting a Party Aroma inside the House with Family and Friends...
Daya (happily): Whoa… yani Party Time… (naughty) Hope kuch Acha Mil jaye….
Ashoke (admonish): Oye Choty… Dunt Underestimate My Friend Skills…
Rahul (witty): Correction… Ashoke Bhaiyya… (wink) Culinary Skills..
Ashoke (naughty): Acha tou Dusray Choty ky bhi Par nikl aayein hain… (to Pradyuman) Dekh rhy hain Uncle….
Pradyuman (coming towards Dinning with): Haan… Dekh rha hun Bacchun.. (sweetly) kesy Tum Log Mery Sugghar Sucheil Bety ky Bakhye Udeer rhy ho…
Daya (laughingly): Sugghar… Sucheil… hahahhahha….
Rahul (confusingly): Uncle ye Bakhya kya hota hy…
Daya (adding): Aur Udheerna tou Chorein, pehly ye tou Seekha dein ky (witty) Usy Lagya kesy aur kahan jata hy… hehheheeh…
AShoke (starting His session after getting Abhijeet Que from kitchen windw as): Wesy Daya… (ask) ye tou batao… Tumhein kisi Cheez sy Darr Nhai lagta…?
Daya (laoudly): Yu… (tell) BoogieMan sy… aur (add) Drakula…
Rahul (adding with): aur Ashoke Bhaiyya.. (smilingly) Daya ko na Gharam Chai aur Thandi Bottle sy bhi Darr lagta hy…
Daya (angry): Chal by…
Rahul (more in smile): Aur Math ki Kitaab Dekh kr tou Daya Thar Thar Kaanpny lagta hy…
Daya (scolding His friend with): Chup ho ja Rahul… (threat) Gala Daba dunga Tera.. (to Ashoke) is Jhooty ko chorein Ashoke Bhaiyya… Mian Bataon Mujhy kis cheez sy sub sy zyada Darr lagta hy…
Ashoke (softly): Batao….
Daya: Lala ki Culinary Skills sy….
Both Small Dudes started Laughing Ignoring Abhijeet Glare who was coming out with a Dish having Lid to atleast trying to Hide the Aroma and Color of Dish with a Taunt….
Abhijeet (taunt): haan jabhi Sahab ja kr Apny Teacher sy Lipat jaty hain Darr ky maary….
Rahul (shout): Kiya….
Daya (to Rahul): Dekha… (stressing) Main ny Bola tha na…
He Started Laughing while Rahul anger giving Him Punches Confused All the Audience where Abhijeet takes Seat with another Tease as…
Abhijeet (Again): Socha tha, Teacher hee Pagal hy yahan tou Shagird bhi…
After Little Settlement as now Three Elders atleast Relaxed that Nothing Serious Involved in this matter, heard the Story during Eating Pizza which Ordering by Papa as Abhijeet Dish is already a Bust as…
Daya (telling all): arry Us Nikhil Jahil Badtameez….
Papa (scoff): Daya…
Daya (tell): Sorry Papa.. haan tou Us Nikhil Dash and Dash (in announcement mode) plz Fill the Dash, ny na wahan (add) Ground mein Gaddha kr ky Ghass Daal dii… Main Sir ko Bachany gaya aur…. (after a while) Btw, Aap Logun ko kesy Pata chala…?
Abhijeet (stiff): Tumhary Sir ka Khat aaya tha…
Daya: ohhhh… (blabbering)pr Sir itny Purany lagty Nhai.. (add) Phone kr ky hee Bula lety….
The Simultaneous AYE BHAGWAAN or HEY BHAGWAAN really giving moments to Ashoke who Choked on His Piece of Pizza which He is Munching in Laugh….
The Night-time is Really Cool with this Lovingly Dream seen by Daya that Night makes His Mood Little Better…
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Somehow the Self Confidence or Encouragement to Some Extent giving by Ashoke to Daya starting to make a Big Distance in between Two Friends with Heated Arguments and few times some Physical Approaches too….
Ashoke (trying to Relax Him with): Abhijeet… Samjho Yaar…
Abhijeet (grab His collar with Fiery blaze as): Durr raho Mery Bhai sy…. Samjhy….
Ashoke (jerk His hand with): Dimagh Saheh hy… Haan… (angry) Apny Aap ko koi Toop Cheez Mut samjho… (warning tone) Hath Pair Chalana Mujhy bhi aata hay…
Abhijeet (push him): aby Ja… Saaly… (rash) Bara aaya…
The Small Small Verbal Fights turning Big with Passage of Time having No Important Issues….
Daya (Softly realizing His Big Brother with): pr Lala… Aap ny Khud Mujhy Gari Chalana Seekhaya hy na aur (softly) Main ny First Race mein Part bhi tou liya tha.. tab tou (confusingly) Aap ny kuch Nhai kaha tha even Mujhy Khud Guide kiya tha… tou (ask) ab Kyun… (to His Father who sat over chair with) Aap ko Pata hy Papa… (enthusiastic tone) Ashoke Bhaiyya Bata rhy thy Un kay Uncle na Former Champion reh chuky hain… (happily) Wo Mujy Achy Tips dy skty hain.. Hain Na… Ashoke Bhaiyya Keh rhy thy.. Wo Mujhy Un sy Milwayein….
The Extreme Tight Grip over His Wrist Shut His Mouth while a Scare comes on His Eyes Understand Abhijeet who Left the Place in Complete Anger….
Voice: Kiddo….
The Kid Complete Taking Himself Out from that Loving Hug which He got when sitting over Couch and Watching Sports News after an Hour when His Lala coming up venting out His Aggression….
Abhijeet (grab Daya Arm who was trying to Stand with): Daya Gudda….
The Gudda look at Him having Red Rimmed Eyes Hurts the String of Abhijeet Heart who Requested…
Abhijeet (low): Please…
Day sat with Stiff Posture showing His Anger and Bad Mood while Abhijeet trying to Explain about His Bad Behavior as…
Abhijeet: Baccha, Racing etc.. (add) Bekaar Cheezein hain.. (telling) Tumhein Apni Parhai pr Focus rakhna hy na Daya… ye Saary Shauq Baad mein Poory ho skty hain… Acha batao, (ask) kya Papa ya Main ny Parhai Nhai kii ya Job… Ain…?
Daya (straight): Papa ny 22 Years mein Champion-Ship Jeet lii thi… (adding in robotic tone) Aap Under 19 Champion reh chuky hain.. already kitny Saalun sy Aap Racing mein part ly rhy hain.. Main tou phir bhi 17 Saal ka hun.. (add) Engineering ky First Year Pass kr ky Second Year mein aa chukka hun.. Lala Aap ny Khud is Shauq ko Ignite kiya tha…
The Kid Left the Place after tellig this Family History Tree about Both Family Members while His Place took by Father who heard…
Abhijeet (sadly): kya karun…. Kuch Samjh Nhai aa rha…
Papa (suggesting): jo kr ry ho, Wo Na karo…
Abhijeet (rash on his innocent behavior as): Papa, Aap Jaanty hain….
Papa (ask in return): Tumhein kya lagta hy Abhijeet, ye Darr kya sirf Tumhein hy… (telling about his scare as) Tum jub Khud Track pr Uterty ho tou kya Jumla hota hy.. Yaad hy na…. ARRY PAPA, SUB SET HY…. phir….
Abhijeet (straight): pr Mujh mein aur Daya mein Buht Difference hy….
Papa (add): Sirf 8 Saal ka aur haan agr Usy (softly) Tum ny Paala hy tou Main ny bhi Tumhein Paala hee hy Abhijeet…
The Man Only Murmuring while Father giving Him Time and Space to Re-Think about His too much Emotional Approach regarding this matter…
Abhijeet (talking to himself with): Sub hee Mery Peechy paray hain jesy Dushman hun Main Daya ka… (angry tone) Yahan Abba Jee Danda uthayey phirty hain.. wahan Un ka Darbari waqt bewaqt ka Raag alapta rehta hy… bhae, (telling) Dangerous Shauq hy.. Roakta hun tou kya Ghalat krta hun… (sweetly) Chota Bhai hy Mera.. Bacchun jesa… aisy kesy Chor dun… hunh.. Ignite… (remember Daya comment so strict tone) Zaban kuch Zyada hee Chalny lagi hy.. Katni paray gii ab…
He Remembers How that Driving thing Started in Daya's Life in Little Early without any Intention….
Daya (crying way): Lala….. Lala….
Abhijeet (trying to Console Him or say to Himself too with): Daya… Beta… Ro Nahi… (add) Main Raasty mein hun… Tum Papa ko LakeSide ly jao… Taxi hy na….
Daya (tell): abhi nahi aayii… Papa…. (jerking His Father having Heart Attack with) Plz… Papa… Lala….
The whole an Hour Journey which He took as He went to another City for Visiting the Construction Site really Heart Thudding or say in Extreme Panic State which He almost Skipped just cause this was Not His Death Time from Two almost Killing Accident in that Coming Back Journey….
Sadly, Ashoke also coming Little Late as He was also went to His Uncle but as pr Less Distance, He came Earlier than Abhijeet to Daya…
Rahul already went to Spend Vacations at His Maternal Family in UK so Completely Vanished and whole and Sole Daya Working Hard on this Difficult day Alone although Vehicle already Stayed at their Garage…
Abhijeet (lying over bed with): Emergency ky liye Sahab ko Driving Seekhai thi.. (annoying way) Wo tou Serious hee Samajh Bethy….
Inner Voice (taunt): aur Race….?
Abhijeet: hunh… (again calm his heart as) Main sirf Apna Promise Nibha rha tha…. Mujhy kya Pata tha itna Mehanga par jaye ga….
Obviously The Promise was Only a Distraction for the Kid, who when started Preparing His 12th Standard, One Night asked…
Daya: wesy Lala (Lala who is collecting Books and Notes scattered over bed and making Space for His Brother Comfortable Sleep, Raising brow heard) Kya Gift dein gy Mujhy… 12 Standard hy.. (telling) Pata hy na is ka baad Main Professional Career ki taraf chala jaon ga.. You know… (stressed) Kamanay Dhamany wala Baccha…
Lala: hmmm…. (tease) Pehly ye Pahar tou Sar kr lein Sahab….
Daya (challenging tone): kyun… any Doubt…?
Lala: No… magar (tell) Position ka Mushkil hy…
Daya (ask): Challenge kr rhy hain Mujhy…?
Lala (covering Him from Comforter with): Aagah kr rha hun…
Daya: hmmm… aur (ask) agr Main Top Three mein rha tou…
Lala (sweetly): Jo Gudda kahy…
Daya: so Be Ready… (relax tone) jo Gold Jaidad hy na Aap ky Pass, Sub Baichny ka Plan kr lein…
Lala started Laughing and then Left Room with a Sweet Good Night Kiss without any Trust, when His Brother Name Publishing at 3rd Position in whole District really took Him at Cloud Nine….
Obviously Daya already had this Idea in His Mind from the Minute His Big Bro started to giving Him Driving Lesson's and now it's Exact Time where His Brother doesn't have anything to give any Word and thats how Daya Started to take Part in Local Organised Racing till District Level…
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Abhijeet coming back at Preset after making a Strong Plan to take His Brother at any Cost from that Kharos Buddha…
Abhijeet (angry tone): Najnay kya kr rha hoga wo Buddha.. Bhooka hee Na Maar dy… (adding) Rajeev Bata rha tha Daya Theek hy… (softly) Wo Daya ki Fav Cheezein bhi ly aaya tha… Mery Paisun sy… (annoying tone) Jata tou aisy raha tha.. Kaha hoga na Us Kameeny ny kay Abhijeet (stressingly) kisi ka Ihsaan Nhai leta khas kr Apnay Bacchy ky baary mein… pr phir bhi… (pressing teeth with) Aik baar Daya Hath aa jaye… itna Maarun ga na sub Nani Dadi Yaad aa jaye gi….
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Daya: Hehehe…. (nodding negatively with) Jee Nahi Rajeev Bhaiyya… bas aisy.. (telling) darasal Mujhy hairat hy Lala aayey kyun Nahi… Shayed (gulping tears with) Busy hongy.. hain na…
Rajeev (naughty): Seedhy Seedhy kaho.. Lala ky Bina Guzara Nahi hy…
Daya Smiled but doesn't Comment on that although started Checking His Gears and Grips and Started His Practicing of Ribbing in which He is getting Good Comments and Compliments from Last Week not from Kharos Uncle but from Rajeev and Some Clients of Mr. R. P Salunkhy too...
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Daya was Completely Busy in taking Turns and Twist in that Empty Track which Unknowingly Filling with another One….
In Ribbing mostly Drivers, Working with Brake and Side Tracks to giving a Friction in between Cars….
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The Hard Jerk really Tense the Kid who Look against His Wind Shield and find a Smirky Lips, Sharp Canines and Hate in Eyes makes this Simple Alone Practice Time in a Free Fall Fomula One…
Rajeev just turned with Squealing of Tires with Loud Shouts and Everything Changes to Jerks, Hit, Smash and Smoke….
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The whole Scene Burns to Ash to a Kid whose 17 Years Life Revolves around His Eyes where from Clutching the Index Finger of His Big Bro at the Few Hours of His Birth till this minute where He left Out All those Loving Warmth of Life just Rolled Off….
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The Two Back to Back Blast of Gun Bullets really Tackling the Attacker who Jumped from His Vehicle although trying to Rum, fell due to Bullet Wound at His Thigh aside of Parking Fence….