a/n: Hi guys. I am soo sorry for being this late but mere paper ho rahe the aur aik minute bhi farigh nahi mil raha tha, Main is dooran bahut se stories parh bhi nahi payi aur na hi un par review kar payi. I am so sorry to everyone.

I know its short but kal mera last paper hai us ke baat sukkon se update doon gi.

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He was sitting beside the bed, leaning against the wall. The pain arousing in his heart enveloped him in its darkness. He never felt this alone. He closed his eyes to put a barrier for his tears, which were ready to stream down on his face.

"The only thing that accompanies you in your bad times is the memories of the person you love the most..."

He also took the support of a beautiful memory that emerge in his mind.

The whole house was echoing with the voices of two individuals who were shouting at each other. Although the reason was as silly as a sheep still, they were actively pointing fingers at each other.

"Tum ne mera sandwich kyun khaya. Aik tu main tumhara kam kar raha tha. (pointing at the files on the table) Aur tum ehsaan farmosh tum. Mote."

"Kia matlab mujhe bhook lagi tu main kha gaya. Aur waise bhi jo tumhara hai who mera bhi tu hai. (looking at his nails) or jo mera hai who tu hai hi mera.

" Wah wah. kiya hisaab lagaya hai tumne. Tu yeh apni files bhi khud hi kar lete na. Ye mujh se karwane ki kasht kyun Kari." Abhijeet reached for the file, lying abruptly on the table.

"Ap itna bhi selfish nahi hoon ke tumhein kuch bhi na doon." Daya displayed his teeth to put oil on fire…

"Ab baat nahi karna mujh se." He started moving towards his room." Aur apne kaam bhi kisi aur se karwao..." And he marched towards his room while Daya kept starring at him with an irritated face.

At night, Abhijeet was changing his place in bed due to hungriness. It wasn't a hard chore for him. Cooking food was one of his hobbies. But stubbornness was also on the list. He felt the door of his room opening so he quickly closed his eyes thinking Daya had brought him food.

He traces the tiptoe of Daya's shoes as they reached near his bed. He felt him placing something besides his pillow and unintentionally a smile abruptly on his lips. Finally, he could sleep calmly after eating. But he didn't open his eyes until he was gone. He hurriedly sat up on the bed excitedly turning around to find something that could help his hunger. But his smile vanishes as quickly as it arrived. There wasn't any food instead there was a piece of paper on a plate that was nicely folded.

He frowned and picked up the paper, nearly crumpling it.

"Mujhe subah 7: 30 pe utha dena. Alarm lagaya hai phir bhi. Tum ne baat karne se mana kiya hai. Isi liye likha."

"Gadha." He throws the paper back on the plate while throwing himself on the bed...

Daya's sound sleep broke with the loud ringing noise of his phone. He hastily picked up the phone and the sleep instantly ran away as he saw Acp sir calling him. But he got a more huge shock when he saw the clock. It was showing 9:00 in the morning. He stood up from the bed cursing Abhijeet.

"Uthaya nahi na. Ab dekho main kiya karta hoon. Mujhe pata hai tum us waqt jaag rahe the." He murmured under his breath.

While picking up his personals from the side table, He saw a paper (neatly folded) placed beside his pillow. He picked that up and found it written by Abhijeet.

"Subah ke 7:30 baj chuke hain. Uth jao. Dobara boo raha hoon. Uth jao. Theek hai mat utho. Phir late ho tu mujhe kuch mat kehna."

"Tumhien tu main chorun ga nahi. Mere sath der hoshiyari." He without wasting any more time left the house hurriedly.

When he reached the bureau, his eyes instantly landed on his buddy about whom he was sure he had noticed him but he kept himself engrossed in the computer.

"AAIYE AAYIYE MAHASHAY…ab bhi aane ki kiya zaroorat thi." Acp sir piecing voice reached to his ears. "Kal bola tah na ke jaldi aana par aap tu jo baat man lein who kam hai." He was listening to all his father figure scolding with his head down.

"Ab yeh mon latka kar khare mahi ho. Kaam karo. (signaling towards the bundle of files) Ye sab mujhe chahiye. (stressing) Aaj hi."

Daya nodded his head and before walking towards Acp sir's cabin, he threw a ball of paper on Abhijeet that directly hit his head. He looked up from the computer with his fiery gaze and opened the paper.

"Tum ne jo letter Tarika ke liye likha hai, Who mein Salunkhe sir ko dene ja raha hoon. Bye"

Abhijeet didn't give a second thought to his note and immediately ran to stop him or he would have got banned for permanently entering into Forensic lab.

…..

He still remembered that day like it was yesterday. Oh! How fast time flows. Even what u did a second before becomes past. That's why every moment matters. Because you cannot change your past.

He stood up from his place and went to the side drawer. He picked out a pen and a paper and wrote something on it. He folded the paper and softly place it beside Daya's pillow while softly flaring his hand on his hairs.

"Raat ke 9:00 baj rahe hain. Is waqt kaun soota hai. Ab uth bhi jau."

….

Acp sir was talking with Salunkhe sir when they saw Dr. Anurag coming towards them. They greeted him with a sad smile.

"Dr. Daya theek tu ho jaye ga na." Acp sir asked in an anxious tone.

"Dekhien hamien umeed tu achi rakhni chahiye kyunke umeed pe tu duniya chalti hai." He continued." Hum ne aap ko bataya tha na ke aap hi log us ko zindagi ki taraf wapis la sakte hain. Aap logon ko himmat aur hosla se kaam lena hoga."

"Hum karien ge." Salunkhe sir said looking at Acp sir. " Hum usse zaror wapis layien ge."