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111, Dear firstly just a little correction, this is not Dada's wall, Dada post Dada's stories on the page with the name Gadhadada, this is my page, DUO-MRF's here all stories present are written and posted by me MRF, thank you… :)) And now about your question so yes Boss, I like to write stories based on real life stories or incidences and as I have mentioned in the first page of my first story, I will mention here again that life is not some fairy tale, it is an exam and exams are always difficult, sometimes it brings tears, sometimes makes us angry and so on… So the purpose of writing the note at the end is to say that life is never too hard to be hopeless, we should always try to remain positive in our lives as have read it somewhere "Always look for the light (of hope) even though some days you have to look a little harder" and life is too short to be wasted in depression and too precious to end with a suicide and even though you have found my stories rulany wali, I always try my best to end them on a positive note, with some kind of positive message, love you… :-* Thanks a lot dear, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :))
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DuoJenny, Hahahahaha, tighttt squeezing comforting hug for you deary, love you loads… :-* Aata hai na Boss, I am a really emotional person in my real life, you have no idea how much I cried while writing this story, but it's Okay, aankhon ki safai ho gae, haha… :P :P Yeah yar Boss, ever since we have discussed this story's plot, I just could not get it out of my head, I remembered me some things so I thought to first pen down it so just pen-downed it, hehe… ;P Pleasure is absolutely all mince sweetheart, love you… :-* Thank you Boss for liking the disclaimer, soft kiss on your cheek… :-* Thank you so so sooo very much Boss, I am truly deeply humbled and thankful yar, tightttt squeezing warmth filled hug for you, love you loads… :-* Thank you Boss for liking Daddi jee's role, I am glad you liked her, huggieee… :-* Hehehe thank you love for liking little Abhi, much humbled and honoured, elephant power hug for you… :-* Hahaha yeah yar, pillows are the best companions and the best secret-keepers… ;) :P Thank you sooo very much love for liking the portrayal of Daya sir's sensitive nature, I am much much humbled… :-* Hahaha, yeah yar Boss, I loved running in school life, and now really like cricket teams grabbing murghian on cricket ground, hahaha… ;) :-* Thank you sooo very much yar love, I am truly truly honoured and much humbled by all your this praise and appreciation, really means a lot, I am deeply grateful, love you dhaer sara… :-* Hahahahaha, I am floored Boss, huggiee… :-* Hahaha, thank you Boss, love you loads… :-* Thanks a lot dear, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :)) Allah Hafiz deary… :-*
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Guest, It would have been better dear if as a proof of your blame you would have mentioned the name of the writer and the story too that you are claiming this story is a copycat plot of, so that we can see it for ourselves otherwise in this story's description, I have already mentioned what I think about blame, thank you…
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Coolak, Heheheheheh thank you soooo very much yar Aapi jaan, truly humbled, I am actually blushing, hehe… :-* Love you Boss, hugs… :-* Thank you sooo very much yar Aapi jaan for liking the hospital conversation, truly means a lot to me, I am deeply humbled and obliged, tightttt squeezing warmth filled hug for you deary… :-* Thank you sooo very much Boss, love you dhaer sara… :-* Indeed Boss, absolutely rightly said, hugs… :-* Soft kiss on you cheek deary, love you… :-* Thank you love, you too take care please, huggieee… :-* Thanks a lot deary, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :)) Rab Rakhaa… :-*
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Ls, Hehehehehe kya kron Boss mujhy plot hi easa mila tha k Daya sir ki birth py unn ki mother ki death ho jaye gi aur ACP sir hamesha unhien blame krien gy iss k liye, main ny socha Daya sir ko bhi, hehe… :P Arry Boss main iss story mein DUO ko uss tarhan sy ekatha show ker bhi nahin sakti thi na, like doing some masti mazaq type things, needed to show Daya sir introvert and Abhijeet sir much composed and responsible… :-* Aur aap ko rulany k liye tightttt squeezing comforting hug for you love, bohut sara khush raho zindagi mein aap, love you loads… :-* :-* Thanks a lot dear, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :))
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Sapna Daya, Thank you so very much love, means a lot, love you loads… :-* Haha you will be getting it in the next chapter sweetheart as it will be the final chapter, tighttt squeezing warmth filled hug for you… :-* Thanks a lot dear, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :))
Amaila Noor, Wa-a'lai-kum-as'salam dear... :)) I am fine sweetheart, thank you, how's you doing...? Thank you love, much humbled... :)) Thank you sooo very much deary, really means a lot, truly humbled... :)) Hehehe yeah yar Boss, I too miss my those light-noted stories it's just I am unable to come up with any such theme at the moment, I have tried yar but kuchh soujhta hi nahin that's why finally surrendering I have started Remember Me, lets see, jaisy hi koe easa hansny khailny wala plot soujhy ga will surely write on it, pakka, in-shaa-Allah... :-* Thank you deary hugs... :-* Thank you Boss, you too take care please, love you... :-* Thanks a lot dear, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :)) Allah Hafiz... :-*
Friends I could not complete the story in two chapters so now the next chapter will be the final and the last chapter of the story, thank you… :))
Here is the next chapter, please enjoy… :))
A Home…
Daya's Room…
A constant slow door knock slowly made Abhijeet opened his eyes, when feeling himself grabbing something near his heart he looked towards his hands to find his hands were securely wrapped around the Kalash, resulted the same unimaginable pain returned to him, dropping a silent drop from his eye's corner and he closed his eyes again, tightening his grip around the Kalash while the door knocking had stopped till then…
Abhijeet kept lying there while softly rubbing his fingers on the Kalash and now talking with his brother silently as: Pehly Maa, phir Daddi jee aur ab tum, sb aik aik ker k chaly gaye Daya… (Wiping off the freshly fallen tear, added in moist tone as…) Main tumhien kehta tha na hamesha Daya k tum iss ghar ki zindagi ho, tumhari khamoshi bhi bolti thi aur ab daikho, tumhary jaty hi yeh ghar kitna khamosh ho gaya hai aur main… Main bohut akela ho gaya hoon yar, bohut zada akela… (Asked him in injured smile as…) Hum ny tou abhi bohut kuchh kerna tha na Daya, tum ny Manali transfer laina tha, main ny wahan tum sy milny aana tha, tum ny mujhy wahan ki achhi achhi jaghien dikhani thien, hum ny aik hi mandup mein shadi kerni thi, aik sath borha hona tha, aik dosry k bchchon k sath khailna tha, unhien bohut pyar daina tha, aik achha pitta bn'nana tha, kitna kuchh kerna tha yar… (Whispered in extreme pain as…) Lekin bhagwan ny tumhien wapis ly jany mein bohut jaldi ker di Daya, main ny iss liye tou itni duaen ker k tumhien bhagwan jee sy nahin lia tha k woh tumhien itni jaldi wapis bula lien, yeh koe umr tou nahin thi tumhari itni dour jany ki, yeh koe umr nahin thi tumhari…
And he started crying again in low voice still hugging the Kalash tightly near his heart remembering the day when…
After saying the final goodbye to his Daddi jee, Daya was now lying on his side, in his bed with closed eyes, hugging his Daddi jee's saree near his heart, crying silently when feeling a soft hand on his head…
Daya instantly turned exclaiming happily as: Daddi… (And stopped right there seeing Abhijeet present there and hurriedly wiped off his teary face with…) Bhai aap…?
Abhijeet nodded slightly while softly rubbing off the moisture from his face with: Mujh sy aansu chhupany ki zarorat nahin hai Daya, tum mairy samny roo sakty ho… (Daya went quiet still trying to compose himself while Abhijeet exhaling heavily, asked him softly as…) Sooye nahin ab tk…?
Daya slightly shook his head with: Neend nahin aa rahi…
Abhijeet nodded slightly with: Mujhy bhi nahin aa rahi thi tabhi yahan aa gaya tumhary paas, socha shaid yahan aa jaye Daddi jee k kamry mein…
Daya nodded silently and Abhijeet lie down beside him…
Few minutes had passed since both brothers were lying there silently on their backs, looking at the wings of the running ceiling fan quietly when…
Daya uttered quietly as: Bhai…?!
Abhijeet replied silently as: Hmm…?
Daya asked him in slow tone as: Daddi jee bhi wahin gae hoon gi kya, jahan Maa gae thien…?
Abhijeet looked at him in silence for a moment as Daya very rarely talked about their mother and inhaling deeply he replied him as: Hmm…
Daya asked again as: Aur woh ghar js ka Daddi jee bttati thien, woh sach mein ho ga kya wahan…?
Abhijeet nodded slightly with: Shaid…
Daya asked him again as: Aur Maa wahan milien gi kya…?
Abhijeet nodded silently with: Hmm, milien gi humien Maa wahan…
Daya asked him in lost tone as: Mujhy bhi…? (Abhijeet getting quiet turned his gaze towards him while Daya added in same lost tone as…) Mujhy bhi milien gi kya woh…? Maa nahin kahien gi kya k mairy karen hi unhien wahan jana prra, ager main pehly hi wahan chala jata tou aaj Maa yahan aap k aur Baba k sath hotien iss liye unhien mujh sy nahin milna, nahin kahien gi kya woh easa kuchh…?
Abhijeet inhaling deeply while composing himself, sat on the bed and completely turning towards his brother, grabbed his hand in his own, making Daya come back from the world he was lost in and he looked at his brother's face with same silent lost eyes…
Abhijeet placing hand on his cheek while grabbing his hand firmly in his own, told him in composed tone as: Maa nahin kahien gi easa kuchh, kabhi nahin… Kyun k woh janti hain k na hi hum insan apni marzi sy iss duniya mein aaty hain, na hi apni marzi sy jaty hain, yeh sb faisly kahin aur hoty hain, iss liye iss mein humara dosh kabhi ho hi nahin sakta, samjhy…? (Daya nodded while gulping a moist breath when taking a small pause, Abhijeet added silently as…) Aur aik din aaye ga Daya jb Baba bhi yeh baat samajh jaien gy, uss din faisly ka ekhtiyar tumhien ho ga… (Asked him in pain-filled soft tone as…) Uss rooz ager mumkin ho tou unhien maaf ker daina please…
Daya looked at him hurtfully with: Mujhy easey kisi din ka intezar nahin hai bhai, aap bhi nahin krien please… (And wiping off the drop slipped from the corner of his eye, inhaling deeply he closed his eyes with…) Soo jaien bhai, bohut raat ho gae hai, Daddi jee dant'ti thien dair raat jaagny py…
Abhijeet looked at him in silence filled hurt for few moments and then smoothly freeing his hand, he softly creased his hair and bowing over his face, silently placed a soft kiss on his forehead, making two salty drops silently slipped from the latter's closed eyes remembering his Daddi jee who always used to wish them good night in that way… Where wiping off the moisture from his own eyes, Abhijeet moving back lie down too and the remaining night no one of the two spoke anything…
Abhijeet wiping off his completely showered face looked at the Kalash with: Tumhien aik secret btaon aaj Daya, uss rooz Daddi jee k jany k baad jb tumhien lgga k main soo raha hoon aur tum ny Daddi jee k jaisy mujhy pyar kia aur good night wish kia, aur uss k baad jb bhi kabhi tum mujhy wasey wish kerty thy, main kabhi sooya hua nahin hota tha, soony ka natak kerta tha kyun k ptta tha mujhy, mairy jaagty mein tum kabhi uss tarhan sy apna pyar express nahin kro gy… Apni sb takleef, aansu aur dard k sath sath tum ny apna pyar bhi hamesha chhupany ki koshish ki, khud ko jaisy apni hi kisi allag duniya mein qaid ker lia tum ny… Kabhi kabhi main sochta tha k ager Baba ki soch easi na hoti ya Maa hotien tou tum aik bilkul hi mukhtalif Daya hoty, shaid wohi bachpan waly, chhoti si shirarat ker k, phir khud hi uss py hass hass k laal ho jany waly, masoom, pagal sy… Main bohut miss kerta tha uss Daya ko lekin phir bhi khush tha k hasny khailny wala Daya na sahi, baatien kerny wala Daya tou hai lekin ab tou tum hamesha k liye hi khamosh ho gaye yar, ab main yunhi bolta rahon ga aur tum yunhi chup raho gy, yeh tou cheating hai, main ny easa Daya nahin manga tha kabhi, nahin manga tha main ny easa Daya…
And he had closed his eyes in extreme pain trying to un-see that harsh truth but soon he surrendered in front of his aching heart and let those drops fell down from his eyes… He kept lying there for some more minutes in silence, when inhaling deeply, Abhijeet wiping off the moisture from his face, slowly got seated on the bed and kept sitting there for few moments feeling throbbing pain in his head because of his constant crying and not having anything from last almost seventeen hours…
Still not looking interested in taking anything or moving out from the room, Abhijeet moved back on the bed and caringly placing the Kalash on the bedside table, he opened the bedside table's small cabinet and took out an album from there, hoping it to be a balm for his wounded-broken soul…
Resting his back with the headrest of the bed, Abhijeet sat there while placing the album in his lap and he slowly opened it and looked at the first photo present there and was taken on 23rd October… In the photo he saw lots of kids present there wearing birthday caps, a birthday cake was there, everyone was smiling and was looking happy… And nearly one-and-a-half years old Daya was present in his Daddi jee's lap, blowing off the candles, looking really excited and happy and Abhijeet was standing next to them smiling wholeheartedly grabbing a cake knife in his hand to cut the cake because it was his seventh birthday's celebration…
After seeing on Daya's first birthday there was no celebration instead they had gone to mandir for the Shradh-pooja of Sakshi, as it was her first death anniversary… Therefore being a child himself, Abhijeet could only do that much to make his brother a part of his happiness and celebrations, to make his friends cheer for him and he was feeling much more happy and delighted seeing them clapping for his bhai than he ever felt happy for himself… Abhijeet absent-mindedly wearing a constant silent smile on his face was turning pages of the album, reliving those happy moments…
He smiled silently while softly spreading hand on the smiling faces in the photo while dropping a silent drop remembering that after Daya's first birthday went in mourning for Sakshi's death, their Daddi jee, who had always tried her best to keep Daya's birthday and Sakshi's death-day as two separate things, did what she could to protect her kids from getting hurt and hence she had changed Daya's birth date from 05th May to a random 03rd April in papers but later on in-spite of her pure intentions and efforts, that could not save anything and both kids knew Daya's real birth date and the reason why it got changed in papers, how could they not…?
Abhijeet remembered that even after changing Daya's birthdate when there was no sign of any celebration on his second birthday too…
Abhijeet feeling confused as there was only a day left for 03rd April to come and no sign of any celebration as whenever it was his birthday, the preparations used to start even a week or so before, including making guest list, cards distribution, cake order, gifts, decorations etc., but there was nothing happening now which was something odd for him hence he left towards his father's study to ask from him about it…
Pradyuman Sir's Study...
Giving a soft knock on Pradyuman sir's study room's door, he opened it and entered inside to find him standing near the bookshelf who too had turned towards him and seeing him coming…
Pradyuman sir asked him in soft smile as: Abhijeet, kya hua baita, kuchh chahiye aap ko…?
Abhijeet slightly shook his head with: Woh Baba mujhy baat kerni thi aap sy, iss liye bs…
Pradyuman sir nodded while signaling him towards the couch with: Baitho aap, main aa raha hoon… (Abhijeet nodded while sitting there where after placing the book back in the bookshelf, Pradyuman sir left towards him and sitting beside him softly squeezed him in a side-hug with…) Jee tou btao, kya baat kerni hai mairy baity ny mujh sy, hmm…?
Abhijeet looked at him confusingly with: Baba kal Daya ka birthday hai… (Pradyuman sir's face instantly went blank and he turned his face away while Abhijeet still confused, added as…) Aur koe celebration ki taiyari hi nahin hai… (Asked him excitedly as…) Aap ny koe surprise plan ker rakha hai kya Baba…?
Pradyuman sir inhaling deeply replied him in composed tone as: Nahin, main ny easa kuchh nahin kia aur ab aap bhi apny room mein jao, I want no further discussion on this topic…
And he stood up leaving a really confused Abhijeet behind now who always wander why his father acts like that whenever it comes to his brother and thinking to just ask him today…
Abhijeet while standing, asked him as: Baba matlab Daya ki birthday py koe celebration nahin ho gi…?
Pradyuman sir now standing near his bookshelf busy with a book, shook his head blankly with: Nahin…
Abhijeet not ready to give up, asked him again as: Lekin kyun…?
Pradyuman sir inhaling deeply looked at him drily with: Kyun k kal uss ka janam nahin hua tha, uss k janam ki date koe aur hai…
Abhijeet instantly presented his argument as: Lekin Baba uss rooz tou hum mandir jaty hain na, iss liye hi Daddi jee ny uss ki birthdate change ker di ta k…
Pradyuman sir losing his patience now cut him with: Maa date bddal sakti hain lekin yeh sachchai nahin k Daya ka janam uss din hua js din aap ki maa humein chhor k gaien… Daya ka janam aik ghalati hai js ki szza mujhy Sakshi ko kho…
And he got cut with an angry call of his came as "Pradyuman" and the angry Pradyuman sir and the stunned Abhijeet, both turned their gazes towards the door to find Daddi jee standing there and…
Daddi jee while coming inside in anger, confronted Pradyuman sir as: Tumhien main ny kaha tha k apni yeh kerwahat apny tk rakhna, mairy bchchon ki zindagion mein gholny ki koshish nahin kerna issy kabhi… (Pradyuman sir opened his mouth to say something but Daddi jee had raised her hand to stop him with…) Bs, tum ny jo nuqsan kerna tha, ker chuky… (Warned him with…) Ager tum ny dobara kabhi Abhijeet k mnn mein uss k bhai k liye kerwahat bharny ki koshish ki tou main Abhijeet aur Daya ko ly k yeh ghar chhor k chali jaon gi, ager tum ziddi ho tou main tumhari maa hoon, bhoolna nahin yeh kabhi…
And throwing another anger-filled-warned glare at him, she marched out from there, grabbing Abhijeet's arm and taking him out with herself…
Daddi Jee's Room...
After reaching in Daddi jee's room, she made him sit on her bed and pouring water in a glass forwarded it towards Abhijeet with "Abhijeet"… Abhijeet who was still too shocked to say anything grabbed the glass from her took few sips when suddenly without even him knowing, tears started falling down from his eyes in speed and placing the glass aside, he hugged his Daddi jee tightly while crying in low voice now while Daddi jee had tightly secured her inside her loving shell while placing hand on his head, weaving softly there…
After around a minute, seeing him little calm…
Daddi jee still weaving in his head, asked him softly as: Aap kyun gaye thy Baba k paas…?
Abhijeet replied in teary broken tone as: Main, main tou Daya ki birthday, main…
And he could not complete while Daddi jee placing a soft kiss on his head, told him in balanced tone as: Aap k Baba iss ki birthday celebrate nahin krien gy Abhijeet, aap ny kabhi daikha hai kya unhien iss k liye kuchh laty hoye ya iss k barey mein kuchh pouchhty hoye, hmm…?
Abhijeet, who had never seen his father bringing a single toffee, a toy, any cloth, literally anything for his brother or asking about how was he doing, where was he, or hugging him or taking him in his lap like he used to do with Abhijeet, always got confused and disturbed by those things, even seeing the stiffness in his father's body language whenever anything about Daya surfaced in front of him because he was a very good observer and could easily notice those things but he had never thought that the reason behind all that could be that harsh when moving back from that comforting hug…
Abhijeet while glancing over his brother who was sleeping there peacefully had asked her with teary eyes as: Lekin kyun Daddi jee, Baba kyun kerty hain iss k sath easa, unhien kyun nahin achha lgta yeh… Woh maa k dour jany py iss sy kyun ghussa hain, iss ny kya kia hai…?
Daddi jee shook her head while softly cupping his face with: Iss ny kuchh nahin kia, aap k Baba dukhi hain iss liye abhi sach nahin daikh paa rahy, dheery dheery sb theek ho jaye ga lekin aap ny ab apny Baba sy Daya ko ly k koe baat nahin kerni, promise…?
Abhijeet nodded while dropping a silent drop with: Main nahin kron ga, promise…
Daddi jee placed a soft kiss on his forehead with: Thank you… (And then trying to cheer him up, asked him smilingly as…) Baba na sahi, main aur aap tou aap k bhai ka birthday celebrate ker sakty hain na, hmm…? (Abhijeet smiled beautifully with watery eyes and nodded a big nod and Daddi jee while wiping off reminisce of his hurt from his face, told him smilingly as…) Done, tou hum log cake bhi khud bake krien gy Abhijeet k bhai k liye js mein hum dhaer sara pyar dalien gy, hmm…?
Abhijeet nodded happily with: Done, bohut dhaer sara…
Daddi jee chuckled softly with: Bilkul, jao ab hath mun dho k aao, phir kichen mein chal k bake kerty hain cake…
Abhijeet nodded excitedly and stood up when stopping in his way, he returned to his bhai and placing a soft kiss on his cheek, whispered "I love you" to him and then happily ran away from there inside the bathroom while his Daddi jee had smilingly wiped off the moisture from her eyes, praying in her heart that their love would only grow more stronger…
And from that day onward, Abhijeet had started pampering Daya even more and it was become a sort of tradition that Daya blew candles of Abhijeet's birthday cake until Daya knew the reason of why he had never gotten a birthday celebration of his own…
As it's been few weeks now since Daya knew the reason of his father's cold attitude towards him and had become completely quiet when Abhijeet's eleventh birthday came… And both Daddi jee and Abhijeet felt happy thinking it was a good opportunity to change the home's silent and gloomy atmosphere and hence were excited that the celebration would bring happiness for all of them and would help in changing their moods…
During the celebration when it was cake-cutting time, Abhijeet looked around to find Daya was standing with Daddi jee near the table, looking at him in silent smile…
Abhijeet coming near him, asked him as: Daya aao na yar, candles nahin bujhanien kya…?
Daya slightly shook his head with: Nahin bhai, iss baar candles aap bujhaien… (Showing him the camera in same silent smile, told him as…) Main aaj photographer hoon…
Abhijeet was about to insist when…
Daddi jee stopped him politely with: Abhijeet jao baita, aap k friends bhi intezar ker rahy hain na, jao shabash…
Abhijeet looked at her in silence who nodded to him softly while wrapping arm around Daya's shoulders and nodding to him silently, Abhijeet moved back and blowing off the candles, he cut the cake, while everyone cheered for him feeling happy for him…
At night after getting free from the celebration and after all guests left happily towards their homes and the residents of the home were dressed in their casuals…
Abhijeet came in his Daddi jee's room to find her reading a book while Daya was sleeping beside her…
Daddi jee turning her attention towards him, said to him softly as: Abhijeet aao baita, kya hua, sooye nahin ab tk…?
Abhijeet slightly shook his head while sitting on her bed with: Main Daya sy baat kerny aaya tha lekin yeh tou soo gaya…
Daddi jee asked him confusingly as: Daya sy…? Kya baat…?
Abhijeet looked at her complainingly with: Iss ny humara candles bujhany wala tradition toor dia na, aur aap ny bhi iss ki side li, kyun Daddi jee, chhey saal ki umr mein koun sa brra photographer bn gaya hai yeh jo tasveerien khinchien ga, aur phir baad mein time tha na, baad mein bhi khinch sakta tha tasveerien…? (Taking a momentary pause, told her as...) Sb samajh raha hoon main, Baba ki wajah sy dukhi hai yeh, ptta hai mujhy lekin uss karen sy mujh sy bhi dour ho jaye ga kya yeh ab…? Main ny kya kia hai…?
Daddi jee, who was quietly giving him time knowing well that he was hurt, softly securing his hand in hers, replied him politely as: Abhijeet main samajhti hoon baita k aap ko Daya ka easa kerna achha nahin lgga lekin ab woh janta hai k yeh tradition kyun bnaya aap ny iss liye shaid ab woh aap ki khushion mein shamil reh k aap k liye khush hona chahta hai, lekin woh khud uss frame mein nahin rehna chahta jo uss k Baba ny uss k liye nahin bnaya… (Seeing hurt coming in her grandson's eyes she lovingly placed her hand on his cheek with…) It's Okay baita, iss mein dukhi hony wali baat nahin hai, aur phir hum log hain na hamesha uss k sath jo uss sy itna pyar kerty hain, hai na…? (Abhijeet nodded agreeably in moist smile where Daddi jee giving a soft pat on his cheek, told him as…) Aa jao, aap bhi yahin aa jao, aaj aap bhi mairy paas soo jao, aao shabash…
Abhijeet nodded and lie down beside her while placing a soft good night kiss on his forehead, she kept weaving in his head…
Abhijeet was too involved in thinking about that past that he actually felt that soft hand weaving in his head, making him sitting straight with jerk and he looked around in hope filled pain when his gaze fell on the photo of his Daddi jee hanging on the front wall and…
Abhijeet whispered in pain-filled smile as: Lagta hai aap ka Daya pohanch gaya aap k paas iss liye aai thein yahan mujhy himmet dainy, hai na…?
And a drop in silence slipped from his eye…
Abhijeet placing the album aside, stood up and slowly left towards the almirah in which a number of trophies and medals were placed neatly, all won by his brother in different exams and occasions but not a single one was ever appreciated by his father…
Opening the almirah, Abhijeet looked at those trophies in pain and slowly grabbed the one which Daya had won securing second position in third standard…
Just few months had passed since Daddi jee had passed away and now the final exams of both brothers were going to start just in a week therefore their school was off… Daya who was always helped by Daddi jee in his studies, especially for preparing for exam, felt frustrated-ly-helpless not getting the Mathematics question right and finally stomping the rough notebook hardly on the bed he hugged his knees while wrapping his arms around his legs and stated crying burying his face in his knees…
When he heard a very well recognized soft voice as: Daya…!
And hurriedly moving back while wiping off moisture from his face, Daya gulped down a deep breath while trying to compose himself where shaking his head disappointedly…
Abhijeet smoothly forwarded a glass of water towards him with: Yeh lo…
Daya grabbed that in silence and slowly took few sips when Abhijeet grabbing the notebook Daya had stomped minutes back, studied it and…
Abhijeet looked at him telling him in composed-authoritative tone as: Pani pei k glass rakho side py aur mun dho k aao, exams ki taiyari hum aik sath krien gy… (Daya looked at him in silence while Abhijeet told him as…) Tumhary paas sirf panch minute ka break hai Daya, uth jao…
Daya nodding to him, left from there and soon returned and Abhijeet taught him the right way to solve the question and from that day onward, both brothers had prepared for the exams together…
Abhijeet smiling silently had placed the trophy back when his gaze fell on the file in which Daya's all results reports were neatly secured by their Daddi jee, just like there was a file of Abhijeet's achievements too…
Sitting there on the floor Abhijeet opened it and started reliving those moments in silence when he came across note pinned there with a name of "Parent-Teacher meeting"…
As long as their Daddi jee was alive, after Sakshi's death, she used to attend those meetings earlier for Abhijeet then for both kids…
And today when Daya was in forth standard and Abhijeet was in ninth, like daily both brothers were busy in studying while present in Daddi jee's room when Abhijeet was casually checking Daya's notebooks for homework and tests when a slip slipped from one notebook… Grabbing that confusingly, Abhijeet read that and turning towards Daya…
Abhijeet asked him confusingly as: Daya tumhari pichhly Saturday ko parent teacher meeting thi kya…?
As Abhijeet was in seniors and Daya was in juniors campus of the school so their parent-teacher meetings were on different dates beside juniors weekends were always off hence Abhijeet could not know it about while…
Daya glancing over the paper still present in his brother's hand which in his thoughts he had hid well, replied quietly as: Main ny btta dia tha teacher ko Daddi jee ki death ho gae hai aur Ba… (Inhaling deeply tried again as…) Baba busy hain, nahin aa sakty…
Abhijeet looked at him in silence for few moments and then placing the note aside, told him in calm tone as: Dobara sy iss tarhan kuchh nahin chhupana mujh sy aur kal school off hony k baad class mein hi rukna, mujhy tumhari teacher sy milna hai…
Daya looked towards him in silence who though knew it but still showed himself busy in doing his homework and…
Daya too turning back towards his homework replied silently as: Jee…
And from that day onward Abhijeet used to attend his all parent-teacher meetings…
Closing the file and placing it back in its place, Abhijeet stood up and leaving towards Daya's cupboard, he opened it to find his clothes hanging their neatly and Abhijeet softly spread his hand on them, like was trying to find his brother's essence from them… Standing there, Abhijeet started going through Daya's different belongings, his clothes, shoes, watches, goggles, and other stuff… Abhijeet was so involved in his efforts of feeling his brother around when from nowhere a file slipped and fell near his feet… Moving back, Abhijeet bowed to grab it and then to place it back on its place but got stopped even without him trying, seeing the file was named as "Letters to Maa" in Daya's handwriting, making him stood there in shock… As no one ever knew that Daya used to write letters to his mother and god knows how many more secrets the person had kept inside himself that were yet to reveal…
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