Chapter 12

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The phone rang and all the eyes darted toward it. Vibha ran towards it and making sure that Divya is nowhere to be seen, she picked up the phone. Definitely, that was Pradyuman.

"Are maa ki jaan, kaisa hai tu? Tere hi phone ka intezaar tha. Teri awaaz sun li tu ab sukoon se neend aa jaye gi." She spoke.

"Ji maa ji, bas kaam itna hai ke phone karne ka bhi mushkil se time milta hai. Aur phir phone karne ki timings bhi fix hain. Agar aap pehle farigh ho bhi jayien tu bhi nahi kar sakte. (After a pause) Bahut yaad karta hoon mein aap logon ko."

"Hum bhi bahut yaad karte hain, aur Suresh bhi bahut yaad karta hai." She turned around to the sofa where Suresh was sitting only to find him busy eating some chips. He probably heard him but didn't care.

"Maa ji baki sab tu theek hai na. (He didn't ask for Divya because he knew they would not let her talk with him. He thought about that a lot and now came to a decision that he thought was better for everyone.) Who maa zara Suresh ko phone dijiye ga."

"Are haan beta kyun nahi (calling Suresh) Suresh zara jaldi aa. Dekh Pradyuman tum se kuch kehna chahta hai."

Suresh hazily came and snatched the receiver from her hands.

He attached it to his ears and started listening to it whatever Pradyuman was telling him. His expression turned from nodding silently, to his eyebrows dense and his face turning into a frown. He darted a look to Vibha and finally uttered "theek hai" and slapped the phone on the receiver.

"Kya hua?" Vibha asked impatiently.

"Keh rahe the kal Bhabhi aur Abhijeet ko passport office le jana." He gritted.

"Matlab?" Vibha asked.

"Matlab yeh ke who un dono ko apne pass bula rahe hain. (A wave of shock appeared on Vibha's face) aur who yeh kaam jaldi karna chahte hain. Keh rahe hain jald se jald kar wa do"

"Yeh kiya nayi bakwas shuru kardi us ne. Kahi nahi jayien ge who dono. Ab samjha aya us din who kiya keh rahi thi Abhijeet se. Pata nahi kis waqt is ne chup kar Pradyuman se ye sab bakwas ki hogi, jo us ke dimaagh mein yeh baat bhi aayi."

"Maa is ghar se un dono ke jane ka matlab hai ke paise ana band. Bhala bhaiya un dono ke wahan jane ke baad waise paise thori na bhejien ge jaise who abhi bhejta hain. Main aap ko pehle hi bol raha hoon agar yeh dono yahan se gaye na tu phir ye sab aesh o Aram khatam" Suresh spoke what was in his mind.

Vibha nodded her head in an understanding way and said "Bas phir is baat ka dehan rakhna ke yeh baat us Divya ko pata na chale."

They made the plan unknown to the fact that Divya was hearing all this and took a deep breath as she felt that she is getting trapped.

…………….

Daya moved towards the terrace knowing he would be there. If anyone else would have been there, in his place, they wouldn't have even tried after their first meeting but he. He was built differently. He was enjoying it and treating it like a task.

He quietly climbed the stairs, making sure he doesn't make any noise. He saw him standing with his back facing him.

Lucky him.

He tips toed to where Abhijeet was standing and stood beside him. He saw a flash of horror pass from his brother's face but he managed himself well.

A kid, Daya smiled

"Tum? Yahan? Is waqt?" Abhijeet bombarded questions at him. His unamused look was enough for Daya to see how unhappy he was seeing him there. Yes, Daya was easy to smile but he was also easy to hurt. Raised voice, harsh words, and a bad attitude could make him cry easily.

"Tum bhi tu yahan ho is waqt." Daya replied calmly.

"Kiya kaha tum ne? Tum (Abhijeet repeated) You know I am older than you right? I thought you were at least this mannered." Abhijeet rolled his eyes.

"Excuse me. I am. You asked me not to call you brother or by your name. and in London, we don't even consider a difference of 3 or 4 years. So, you should chill agar mein tumhien tum kahoon." Daya explained and then stood a little closer to him. They were almost the same height or maybe Daya was half an inch taller than him. Their facial features were very distinct. Their appearance was very individual.

"Btw you said, " I thought at least you were this mannered." Soo, were you thinking about me?" Daya said with a naughty grin on his face.

"Yes actually, I was thinking which one is the best option Killing myself or killing you?" Abhijeet turned towards him.

"Can I choose for you?" Daya said. "Kill me." He didn't know why he said that. He was always scared of death. Especially after his mother's death.

On the other side, Abhijeet stood there staring at him for not knowing how long. He could sense something in his answer. Something that he can't explain.

"Tu so jao jakar." Abhijeet said as he started moving towards the stairs.

"Good night." Daya shouted.

"Night," Abhijeet replied.

……….

Abhijeet was lying on his stomach on the bed. His one hand was holding the phone next to his ear while with the other, he was busy creating a thread ball.

"Yeh tum raat ke 3 Baje phone mat kiya karo. Phir subah uni ke liye aankh nahi khulti." Karan complains as soon as he picked up the phone.

"Mujhe neend nahi aa rahi hai." Abhijeet replied.

"Par mujhe tu aa rahi hai na." Karan said.

"Suno na mujhe tum se baat karni hai. (After a pause) Mujhe yahan nahi rehna." Said Abhijeet.

"Kyun bhai? Kuch hua hai kiya? Kisi ne kuch kaha ya phir kuch aur? Karan new about his father and brother but he didn't mention them as he knew that would put his friend in a bad mood.

"Mujhe dar lagta hai. (After a moment) Mujhe dar lagta hai ke kahin mujhe in ki aadat na par jaye. Kahin mere dil mein un ke liye mujood nafrat kam na hojaye. Aur ye dar mujhe zyada us Daya se lagta hai"

There was an uncanny silence between them for some time.

"Maybe that's a sign. Who bhi akela hota hai aur tum bhi. You both can be each other safe place. Bahut ahi lekin thori bahut baat tu kar sate ho na tum dono aik dusre se. Aur…..

Karan heard the line cut and he saw that the call was finished. He shook his head and laid down again. He knew he could talk about that again t him in uni.