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"haar gaya mai... haar gaya tera bhai.. daya! mene waada kiya tha khudse lekin mai pura nahi kr paaya... "

"tu wait kr rha hoga na mera.. ?"

"lekin maaf krde yr.. iss baar tera bhai, tera abhi tujhe bachane nhi aa payega"

"nahi aa payega" he started crying with tears... silently coz his voice.. his throat was not supporting him.. he just downed his head.. and let the pain, blood, tears flow from his eyes...


DAYA'S SIDE

he was feeling like hell, each and every inch of his body parts and organs were paining but he.. he was still thinking about something else..

"abhi"

"mai.. nahi janta mai.. ki tum thik ho ya nahi.. lekin itna zarur janta hu ki tum ho..." smiled in pain

"lekin afsos! jo torture tumpe ho rha hoga, us se bachane k liye mai tumhare samne nahi hu" tears flowed down his cheek

"nahi hu mai tumhare sath!" started crying

"sorry yr.. (stubbornly) lekin phir bhi vaha upar(looking up) tumse phle mai hi jaunga..." he completed in confident tone

"tumhare bina mai yaha nahi rhna chahta... (teary) nahi rh paunga mai" crying bitterly


ABHI'S SIDE

wind whooshed again, he could hear and feel it... it might be evening time.. he was feeling a different kinda pain all over his body... maybe indicating that the time has come.. for his departure, far from every pain and happiness.. towards eternity.. towards the fate... faarr! very far!

some sounds started echoing in his ears

"nahi mai tumhe marne nahi duga"

"abhijeet ankhe kholo! abhijeet!"

"sir!.. ise kuch boliye na... ye apki baat nahi talta.. abhijeet!"

"abhijeet! isse achhi maut kya ho skti h .."

"itne saal humne sath mei duty ki, aur maut aayi, toh vo bhi sath mei!"

he smiled in pain, said

"kabhi socha nahi tha yr! ki is zindagi se vida bhi akele lena hoga..."

"pata nahi tha, ki yu tumhe akele hi chhod k jana honga" smiled sadly

"pta nahi, shayad tu sun bhi rha ho?" tearly

"khud ko na khone ki bohot koshish krli maine daya, lekin ab shayd nahi kr paunga"

"dil mukammal hona chahta h.. yr.. !"

"aur... mai... bhi..." he completed breathing heavily...


DAYA'S SIDE

"intezaar!"

"intezaar hi toh kr rha hu mai.. abhi"

"apni maut ka"

"bachne ki koi gunjaish nahi h.. aur mai ab rhna bhi nahi chahta!"

"kyuki tum kaha ho, ye bhi muje nahi pta..." tears fall down

"ka-haan... ho... tu-um? " he asked in broken tone

"kahaa ho.." started crying again

"mai yahi hu daya!"

"tere paas... tere saath.. "

"ka-haan... ho... tu-um? " he asked in broken tone

"kahaa ho.." started crying again

"mai yahi hu daya!"

"tere paas... tere saath.. "

a familiar voice echoed in the hell silent room... he looked up and

"abhi!" he looked shockingly.. but was feeling something undescribable

"mujhe.. pata tha tum... aaoge!" he said smiling and accepting the unexpectable..

"zaroor aaoge!" he tried to snatch his hands from the grip of those handcuffs.. but

"aahhh!" it pained like hell

"kya kar rha h tu? daya! tuje dard ho rha h na..." a loving tensed voice came

"muje.. tumhare paas.. aana h abhi!" he demanded like a stubborn child

"mere paas kyu aana h tuje?"

"tum.. phir se muje chhod k.. chale gaye.. toh?" he asked innocently

"mujhe toh jaana hi hoga daya.. waqt aa gya h!" a calm reply swirled through

"NAHI! TU.. TUM.. K.. KAHI N.. NAHI JAOGE.. KAHI.. NAHI! " he yelled madly at him

"mujhe jaane de daya! mujhe.." but was cut by

"NAHI! TUM NA..HI.. MAI NAHI JANE DUGA TUMHE!" shouted at him

"daya! zid mat kr.. tu kuch nahi kr paaega.." a strict tone made the latter shattered

then a silence prevailed in the room.. the weather was turning thick orange... something strange the wind, the clouds were trying to convey him.. something different.. he asked in a broken voice

"mujhe bhi leke chalo na..."

"apne saath.. mujhe bhi.. le chalo.. "


ABHI'S SIDE

"ye!.. mausam!"

"ye bhi rona chahte h yr..!"

"esa lag rha h jese tu!.. mere paas h, mere saath h.."

he closed his eyes, to feel the completeness in himself...

"tum aa rhe ho na boss!

"tune apna waada pura kr hi liya na?.. daya!" he smiled

"daya apna waada kabhi nahi todta abhi!... mai akela hu yr.. yahape.. tum aao na jldi.."

"aane ka hi toh intezaar h daya!"

"intezaar kesa abhi? apna haath do" he forwarded his hand

abhijeet extended his hand in his... now no rope, no weakness can stop him from doing so... he was free.. completely... he grabbed his hand..

"chalo.. abhijeet... mere saath.."


"uthh... naa!... DHAIRY! kb se utha rha hu mai.." a boy about 5 yrs said while snatching blanket from a sleepy slug..

"kya h ADI!.. sone do na" he sleepily cuddled more in the blanket

"are.. yr.. tu meri kabhi baat hi nahi manta... huh! sb mujhe chidhate h.. kabhi toh bada bhai banke dekhne de mujhe?" he said in a dissapointed way

"are... tum mele bale bhai kaha ho? khudko mela dost hi toh bolte lehte ho!" he answered innocently..

"offo! tera kuch nahi ho skta! wo toh mai isliye bolta hu taki tu mujhse apni saari baate share kre... lekin hu toh mai tera bada bhai hi na!" he said while slapping forehead of his little brother... lovingly

"Ohh! tum to ete bol lahe ho, jete muje pta hi nahi tha.. " he said in fake shock.. still sleepy

"pta h toh sunta kyu nhi meri baat?" he asked in curious way..

"tum baat hi eti klte ho adi.. ki muje sunne ta man hi nai klta" the boy answered teasingly..

"achha! mai esi baat krta hu? ruk tu.. abhi batata hu tuje.." with this he picked a pillow and throw it on the little one..

and then the pillow fight started... everything messed over.. feathers started flying here and there.. the room was completely filled with the laugh of the 2 brother cum friends.. but then

"adi! dhairy!.. kya h ye sb? (both shocked and instantly downed their head) aadhe gante mei mujhe sb kuch saaf chahiye.. smjhe?" a strict + angry voice made them utter

"sorry mumma!"


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