PART 1(A)
Tearing away the Story from the Notebook of Life
It was almost 11 PM when a car stopped in front of a dark bungalow and two figures descended from it. After parking the car in the garage, they came out from it and reached the main door of the house silently. One of them unlocked the door with keys and they both entered the house, still silently.
One of them entered the house and just threw himself on the sofa directly, while the another switched on the light and fan of the hall after giving a disappointing nod and went to fetch two glasses of water from the kitchen. The other one did not pay any heed towards him and remained sitting silently, with his arm resting on his eyes. Tiredness was clearly visible over his face.
The other one arrived and forwarded a glass of water to him after placing a hand over his shoulder. The tired person moved away his arm and looked towards him while the another said in soft tone...
Person: Abhijeet yeh lo pani pee lo...
Abhijeet remained starring towards him for some moments and then said in straight tone...
Abhijeet: nahin chahiye mujhe... tum pee lo Daya...
Daya(in soft tone): Abhijeet please...
Abhijeet(in rude tone): kaha na nahin chahiye!
Daya(in firm tone): pani pee lo...
Abhijeet remained starring towards him for sometimes, then picked up the glass and drank the water in one go. He put down the glass on the table with sound and said in irritated tone...
Abhijeet: ab khush?
Daya smiled and turned toward the kitchen after picking Abhijeet's glass from the table. He had reached the kitchen door when Abhijeet called him from behind as...
Abhijeet: Daya!
Daya turned towards him with a smile and with...
Daya: bolo...
Abhijeet: kya tumhe bhi yeh hi lagta hain ki yeh sab jo ho raha hain woh main kar raha hoon?
Daya's face became pale for a moment. He was feeling embarrassed as he really did not know what to say now. Could he really say the truth? He knew that... but he could not. He just said...
Daya: raat bohot hi gaya hain boss... hume dinner kar lena chahiye!
Abhijeet(in low tone): bolo na!...
Daya came and sat beside him, on the sofa. He grabbed Abhijeet's hands firmly and then said in firm yet soft tone...
Daya: dekho Abhijeet... mujhe tum par pura bharosa hain... lekin yaar tum to jante ho na tumhari khud ki problem ke bare mein... mujhe tum par bharosa hain, magar tumhare bimari par nahin... tumhare dimag par nahin...
Abhijeet was looking towards him silently during this. Not even a single emotion was being reflected in his face or eyes, nor he waa crying. He was just looking towards his friend silently. Daya looked towards his silent face and then asked in soft tone...
Daya: Abhi... tum samajh rahe ho na main kya kehna chahta hoon? Tum mujhe galat mat samajhna yaar... main janta hoon ki tum aisa kuch bhi nahin karoge jaan bujhke... lekin anjaane mein...
Abhijeet looked down for a moment and then looked up with...
Abhijeet: raat bohot ho gaya hain Daya... I think hume dinner kar lena chahiye... kal to bureau bhi jana hain...
Daya(in shock): Abhi...
Abhijeet(in normal tone): kya hua Daya?
Daya: tum kuch kahoge nahin? Mujhe?
Abhijeet: nahin...
They both remained sitting silently for some moments and then Abhijeet said in normal tone...
Abhijeet: chalo dinner kar lete hain...
Daya: haan tum fresh ho jaao... main lekar aata hoon dinner...
Abhijeet went near the door of his bedroom and then turned to say...
Abhijeet: us baar to coffee peene ka bharosa nahin tha, ab khana khane ki bharosa nahin hain... nice promotion Daya!
He burst into laughter and entered inside his bedroom. Daya remained starring towards that door for some moments with stunned gaze. He really had not expected this type of reaction from his buddy. He had expected some painful words or even anger from him but certainly not this... what was this? Laughter, joke, normal tone... how could be he so cold?
He just frowned a bit and then silently went to the kitchen to serve foods in their plates. After completing his task, he came out and discovered Abhijeet already sitting in the table, doing something in his mobile. Seeing Daya coming near him, he put away his mobile and they finished their dinner in complete silence. After cleaning the kitchen, Abhijeet was about to go inside when Daya called him from behind as...
Daya: Abhi...
Abhijeet stopped but did not turn. He just said...
Abhijeet: bolo!...
Daya came near him and touched his shoulder gently with a soft...
Daya: tum ACP sir ko galat may samajhna Abhijeet... agar tumhe kuch beemari hain to is mein tumhara to koi galti nahin haina? Yeh baat woh bhi jante hain... woh to bas...
Abhijeet(in calm tone): woh to bas kya Daya?
Daya really did not have any answer, but just lowered his eyes gently. Abhijeet smiled softly and then said in same tone...
Abhijeet: Good Night Daya!
Daya: Good... Good Night Abhi...
After Abhijeet entered his bedroom, Daya too entered his bedroom and sat down on his bed with a thud. He covered his face with his palms and a warm tear drop rolled down from his eyes. He really did not want to remember last some days where his brother again had to suffer all those pain again, which he feared and hated the most. And even he himself too could not help his buddy now. Not because he did not trust his brother cent percent, but as ACP sir had forbidden him to do so and he knew about his helplessness also. Abhijeet could be trusted totally from the deep core of heart, but Tony could never be trusted at all!
He came out from his trance as he could hear his mobile was ringing. He accepted the call and said in heavy tone...
Daya: haan sir boliye...
ACP sir: haan Daya theek ho tum? Kahin usne...
Daya(in anger): mujhe ek baat samajh mein nahin aa raha hain sir ki aap baar baar usko beech mein kyun laa rahe hain? Sir, hume ab tak koi pakka saboot nahin mila hain...
ACP sir: Abhijeet ko na laun to aur kise laun Daya? Aur koi hain?
Daya: nahin hain sir... magar Abhijeet hain yeh bhi hum nahin keh sakte...
ACP sir: accha chodo... dekho tum chaukanna rehna... aur raat ko room ka darwaza andar se lock karke hi sona...
Daya: theek hain sir... Good night...
ACP sir: Good Night beta... bas itna yaad rakho ki mera shaq Abhijeet par nahin balki uski us dimagi halat par hain... woh bharose ki kaabil nahin hain... Us haalat mein use khud pata hi nahin hota hain ki woh kya kar raha hain...
Daya: janta hoon sir... Abhijeet ki is beemari par mujhe bhi vishwas nahin hain...
He cut the call and laid down on the bed silently. He was really feeling tired as he had found himself trapped between the war between his brain and his heart. His brain was saying something where his heart was saying something else. He sighed and whispered...
Daya: jab se main wapas aaya hoon tab se pata nahin kya ho raha hain yeh sab CID mein! Pata nahin jab main yahan nahin tha to kya hua tha! Agar Abhi yeh sab kar raha to aise kaise? Kaun hain is sab ke peeche? Ufff! Kya karu kuch samajh mein nahin aa raha hain! Kaise nikalu Abhi ko is sab se? Aur Abhi ka harkat bhi to kuch ajeeb tha! Woh kyun?
He himself did not know when sleeping angel overpowered him inside her soft embrace. He slept there, in the sitting position only. And opened his eyes when the fresh rays of the rising sun face fell over his face. He flinched a bit and then opened his eyes. It was already a new day!
He slowly got down from his bed and after freshening up session, went towards the kitchen, but stopped abruptly seeing the door of Abhijeet's bedroom in half open condition. He pushed open the door and what he saw inside the room was enough to make him shiver from his core. A loud scream came out from his mouth as...
Daya: ABHI!...
END OF THE CHAPTER
So what might Daya saw in the room? Why ACP sir is suspecting Abhijeet? What has Abhijeet done? Why Abhijeet is acting such? Why is not Abhijeet acting harsh? Will Daya help him? Or will mistrust him to increase his problem? Is Abhijeet innocent? Or is he being trapped by someone? About what problem they are talking about? Has Abhijeet again lost his memory? Has he done anything wrong during that? Stay tuned to know more.
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