I know that maybe most of you have forgotten this one but I have decided to not to make it a TS. I want to continue it. Please do read and let me know if you guys are still interested or know. Well, I am sure you will like it once you will read it.

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It was a freaky cold weather out there. Chilled blows of air were smoothly running through, touching his slim frame. His cold hands were barely on the edge of the boundary walls. The cell in his hands was the only thing taking his all attention.

A silent tap on his shoulder made him turn back and a pleasant smile came up on his face. The one behind too smiled at him and signalled him to sit initiating a conversation as : Kyun Abhijeet, maine kaha tha ki dinner ke baad baatein karenge aur tum ho ki bahana banakar dinner ke baad yahan aa gae.

Abhijeet shook his head in disappointment with a grin, spoke : Kya sir aap? Mai toh bas aisehi aaya tha yahan.

Mr. Pradyuman knew his son very well. One he would be withdrawn, he won't be able to converse with his father. He was well aware of all that so initiated again with a pull this time : Rahul ka phone aya tha vaise dopahar ko. Mai tumhe batana bhul gaya tha.

Abhijeet was staring him attentively hearing Rahul's name, asked : Sab theek toh tha na sir?

Mr. Pradyuman nodded with his ever calm expressions : Haan sab kuch theek tha. Ulta vo aur Daya toh bahar ghumne jaa rahe the shayad. (Abhijeet looked down giving an audible 'hmm'.) Ab bataoge ki kya hua tha?

Abhijeet looked up at him and nodded wearing a smile : Jee batata hun. Rahul ko toh aap bahot pehle se jaante ho, mera college ka dost hai. Uski family ne uska college honeke bad Banglore mein shifting kar li thi. Uss din mujhe usne call kiya tha ..

The late evening overhead him at the time he stepped out of the big hospital, his working place. He looked worn out, maybe was working from a long time. Removing the car keys from the pocket he opened the car and sat on the driving seat . Though he didn't started his car immediately but rested his head on the steering wheel.

After a moment when was going to start the car a phone call disturbed him. With displeased expressions he was going to pick up his cell but the caller id lit up a sudden smile on his face. He picked it up and without giving a single chance to the person on either side, started his own converse, "Are Rahul tum ho kahan yaar? Kitne dino baad call kar rahe ho."

"Haan Abhijeet mai janta hun yaar magar mai thoda busy ho gaya tha.". His voice was a bit disturbed. Abhijeet observed it well. "Kya hua Rahul? (In a soft tone) Sab theek toh hai?"

A broken voice hit his ears removing all his tiredness. He loosed the grip over the steering wheel, he had been holding with his other hand. Consoled his partner for a short span saying, " Don't worry. Mai pohoch jaunga vahan subah ki flight se. Tab tak uska khayal rakhna. Sab theek ho jaega. Bye."

He cut the call after saying so and dialled another number. "Hello Aditya, meri kalki sari appointments tum handle karna. I have an emergency."

" Daya ki condition uss waqt bahot kharab thi. Extreme par thi. Rahul ne bahot doctors ko consult kiya tha magar sabne yahi socha ki use asylum mein treatment ke liye le jana chahiye."

"Aur Rahul yeh nahi maan raha tha."

Abhijeet looked up at Mr. Pradyuman and nodded biting his lips. "Jee. Unke mata pita bhi ghar par nahi the uss samay. London mein the."

"London mein kyun?" Mr. Pradyuman asked seeming a bit confused so Abhijeet explained as, "Sir aap toh jaante hai ki vo log kitne amir hai aur unka business kitna bada hai. Isliye kisi na kisi wajah se unhe abroad jana padta hai. Mujhe waha jaane ke baad pata chala ki unhe toh iss sab ke baremein pata hi nahi tha."

Mr. Pradyuman grew a lot serious now. His expressions showing this. "Kis chiz ke baremein?" Abhijeet took a long breathe continuing..

"Rahul, airport aao, yahan ka mujhe kuch nahi malum." Abhijeet blurted out in while attaching his cell to his ears. The other end said somethings and with some nods the phone was hang.

Abhijeet stood at his place for some more time. He carried a wheeled bagpack with him, not much big. Soon a car stood in front of him. A stranger got down from the car and motioned Abhijeet to sit inside. Abhijeet, at first, was baffled, not knowing the one who stood in front of him. The stranger got this and smiled towards him. "Sir, aap chaho toh Rahul sir se contact kar sakte ho kyunki mai unhi ki taraf se aya hun."

Abhijeet's cheeks flushed with embarrassment when he heard those words. Then too for a precaution, he called Rahul and confirmed if the guy and the car were sent by him or not. Then he gave the guy a quick apology and sat inside shyly. He had never been in any other city all alone!

He was interrupted by the loud laughing of his senior, resulting in widening of his eyes and a smile flush on his face. Yeah, it was pretty obvious that Mr. Pradyuman was going to laugh but Abhijeet wasn't even in his trance to observe what he just spilled out.

He pouted still resisting a smile, "Kya sir? Aap aise kyun had rahe hai?" Mr. Pradyuman stopped laughing and made himself comfortable in his seat, "Hasu nahi toh aur kya karu Abhijeet. Tumhe khud Rahul ko phone karne ki sujhni chahiye thi. uss admi ko tumhe batane ki zarurat nahi padni chahiye thi."

Abhijeet nodded shrugging a little for he knew this the time he got embarrassed. "Well, I think we should just continue."

Abhijeet saw Rahul tensely sitting over the couch present in the hallway, once he had entered the big mansion. He sighed a bit and placed his hand over his mate's shoulder in try to gain his attention. Rahul in an instant stood up from the couch and hugged him as tightly as possible. He hadn't noticed Abhijeet was there until Abhijeet made him realise.

"Thank God tum aa gae. Mujhe nahi laga tha ki tum aaoge. Mai kabse tumhara intezaar kar raha .." Rahul was blabbering after separating himself from the hug. Abhijeet shushed him as a signal to stop 'cause his voice seemed nothing but a ramble.

"Daya kahan pe hai Rahul?", Abhijeet asked getting to the point as soon as his friend stopped. Rahul nodded and lead Abhijeet upstairs whispering a small "chalo" to him.

As they started heading upstairs Abhijeet could hear some faint voices. With each step that they crossed, the voice became to build up stronger and hit his ears faster but still he couldn't make out the words it was babbling. When finally the steps were crossed, both Abhijeet and Rahul could clearly understand the broken statements. Abhijeet looked towards Rahul making a brief eye contact with him till he finally asked ..

"Rahul yeh.." He trailed off though Rahul knew what he asked. He nodded sadly, "Kabse yahi toh chalu hai Abhijeet!" Suddenly, anger took its place in Abhijeet's eyes as he flared bluntly, "Aur fir bhi tum itni der se niche baithe the?"

Rahul shook his head before answering, "Tum jaisa soch rahe ho vaisa nahi hai Jeet, vo mujhe dekhna hi nahi chahta yaar. Mere paas aur koi chara nahi tha issliye mai .." But he stops abruptly hearing a piercing shriek coming out from a particular direction. Yes, it voice the same voice they were hearing before. Both the lads ran up in a particular direction, Rahul leading while Abhijeet following, but both had flutters in their stomach. And Abhijeet had never ever heard this type of scream would be an understatement but yes, he did had shivers.

Rahul pushed open the door once they reached there. He entered inside followed by Abhijeet. And there he was, curled up around in one of the corners of the room. He was shaking and trembling terribly while was dipped in his sweat. His heavy breathing could be heard faintly.

Rahul moved a little forwards trying to console him, "Daya koi nahi hai yahan par, shant ho jao." But he was take aback when Daya started shouting at him, "Nahi! Paas mat ana mere tum. Jao yahanse."

"Magar Daya mai .."

"Maine kaha na jao yahanse toh please jao yahanse samjhe?" He screamed loudly in anger. Rahul sighed while running his fingers through his hair looking frustrated. He glanced at Daya once then grabbed Abhijeet by his arm. "Chalo yahanse."

Abhijeet looked at Daya who was in tears now but the angry shade not leaving his face, "Par Rahul Daya.." Rahul shook his head in irritation, "Maine kahan na Jeet, chalo yahanse. Vo khudbakhud normal ho jaega." With that he nearly dragged Abhijeet out of the room closing the room door behind. He left his grip over Abhijeet as soon as they were out. Abhijeet glared at him silently while placing his hands over his waist.

Rahul asked after noticing his glare, "Aise kya ghur rahe ho?" Abhijeet shook his head and asked calmly, "Tumhe aise nahi lagta ki tumhe usko sambhalna chahiye tha?"

Rahul let out a sigh. "Kya sambhalta mai usko? Dekha nahi kaise chilla raha tha vo? Kuch nahi, thodi der ke baad shant ho jaega. Tab dekh lena tum use, haan?" He asked with some hope. Abhijeet nodded .

"Tum jaante ho ki wo aise kyun chillaya?" Abhijeet asked trying to figure out what was going on with the lad inside. Rahul shrugged, "Pata nahi. Shayad use hallucinations ho rahe hai. I don't know par uske iss bartav se sabhi ko takleef ho rahi hai. Aur sabse zyada toh vo apne aapko takleef de raha hai."

Abhijeet rubbed his thumb over the corner of his lips speaking, "Rahul lekin mujhe nahi lagta ki yeh sirf hallucinations hai. Khair, vo apne aap hi calm ho jata hai?" Rahul nodded, "Haan. ek do ghante mein vo khud hi calm ho jata hai." Abhijeet nodded, now quietly looking at his feets.

Rahul smiled at him and moved forward, "Chalo, tumhe tumhara kamra dikha deta hun. Iss sab ke baremein badmein baat karte hai" Saying so he left from there while glancing at the closed door once more Abhijeet too moved behind Rahul, preparing himself for a new challenge.

A/N Didn't wanted to leave this one incomplete so started with it again. Two of my stories are going to get over soon so there is no harm in updating this right? :D

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