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Both shared a good laugh and after that turned towards the cooking stove..

And a slight laughter escaped from his mouth.. which vanished like a thin in air as soon as he regained his sense pulled his hand near his eyes.. touches or to say wiped the moisture from his eyes.. And says while forcing a smile on his lips..

"Arey yaar tu bhi na Salunkhe.. kya bate lekar baith gaya.. chal chalkar coffee pite hai.."

Start stepping forward, when felt a firm grip around his palm..

"The touch.. the friendship touch which cannot be resist the other to break down.. to expell out his all hidden emotions treasures.."

For Pradyuman it's getting hard to keep a lock on his flood of emotions behind the Hard Core Assistant Officer Named 'ACP PRADYUMAN' neither his friend letting him to do so.

He (Dr Salunkhe ) just came in the front, of figure Standing still but shattered from within, just hugged him.. softly..

For few seconds Pradyuman tried to free himself..

"Salunkhe hat na Kya Kar Raha hai.. chod mujhe.. "

But despite releasing him.. his friend tightens his grip around his back.. It wasn't the very first time when he was hugging him maybe forcefully though, but, still this time there was again something new in it, something he may not have witnessed yet.. uptil said many thing but uttered nothing.

COME BACK!PLEASE WE…

WE NEED YOU….

The touch which he can't resist for long.. a pair of eyes turned wet. His face starts showing motley of his emotions.. his pain, his guilt, his failure.. which he is buried deep inside his hurt and also making him hollow from deep down.

"Yaar.. aaj uski bohut yaad aa rahi hai.. " he said in teary tone and the high intensity of pain could be easily make out from his tone.

Salunkhe didn't uttered a word just rubbed his back.. to ease his buddy's pain. Whereas, he again added..

" yaar mai apna wada nahi nibha paya.. nahi nibha paya Mai apna Wada.. "

Although Dr. Salunkhe got confused.. that of which promise he is talking about? as in his entire life he fulfilled his each and every promise of his.. but, didn't find it relevant to interrupt the broken soul.. and wanted to play a role of silent listener..

TODAY I KILLED HIM…

TODAY I KILLED YOU…

I AM OF NO WORTH TO SEE OR EVEN LOOK AT YOU…

I KNOW I PROMISED…

I KNOW HE WAS OUR BREATH….

BUT TODAY I AM FEELING CHOKED…

I AM AT A LOSS OF THAT BREATH…

he softly just pulls him away from that warm shell and made him sit on nearby sofa..

And himself goes from there to fetch a glass of water for his friend who needs that.. . Coming back he forwarded a glass of water to him, who drank few sips of it only, keeping that glass upon the beside table he pulled a chair for himself..

He softly called him,

"Pradyuman"

I TRIED BUT I FAILED….

AGAIN I CHOOSED MY DUTY…

AND, AGAIN I FAILED….

I CAN STILL SEE HIS EYES ….

I CAN STILL FEEL THAT INFANT BREATH….

THOSE SMALL TOES…

AND THOSE TINY EARS….

Who looked up and stared the person sitting just in front of him, with his already turned moist eyes. Which made a deep scare over the gentle heart owned by the aged person who can't even imaged the Assistant Commissioner to broke like his. He inhaled a deep sign in order to gain control over his flood of emotion, because for now he should be strong for his friend.. who needs him the most right now.

He softly took his hand in his own and says, "Kya baat hai yaar, mujhe nahi bataoge.. hmm.."

Freeing his hand from that grip slowly and composing himself replied in normal tone, "arey yaar Salunkhe kuch bhi to nahi hai.. batane ko.. to Kya batau.. "

"achha kuch bhi nahi hai.. (looking straight into his eyes, in stressingly added, while Pointing to his pair of moist eyes) to ye Kya his tumhari ankho me.. pani, ya kuch chala gaya ankho me tumhari.. bolo"

BUT HE WASN'T HIM NOW…

HE WASN'T HIM!

I MADE HIM WALK HE STUMBLED, BUT HE WALKED…

THAT DAY WHEN I CALLED HIM, HE DIDN'T STOPPED….

HE DIDT TURNED BACK….

NEITHER DID HE TALKED…

HE WAS RUNNING….

FAR FAR AWAY FROM ME….

I DIDN'T KNEW THAT DAY WHEN HE TOOK HIS FIRST STEP….

THAT I WILL BE THE ONE WATCHING HIS... LAST STEP….

Acp sir touched their eyes and rubbed them gently with this thumb in order to remove those droplets from his eyelets, and reply, " arey nahi yaar.. ye to wo mai payaz (onion) chop kar Raha tha na.. to bus ussi wajah se" and stood up from couch.

"Aur ab chal... coffee pite h.. Teri wajah se coffee dobara gram Karni padhegi.. "said a bit annoyingly, saying so started to move towards the balcony, a voice stops his motioning steps..

"dekho Pradyuman.. tumhe nahi batana to mat batao.. ( pradyuman turned now facing his buddy, who added irritatedly) lekin yaar please mujhse juth to mat hi bolo tum.. itna to janta hu tumhe.. Mai ki tumhari ankho (pointing to his eyes) me ye ansoo hai na.. . tumhare so called onion chop karne se aaye h.. ya tumhare dard, tumhari is takleef ki wajah se.. jisse tum itne saalo se apne Andar daba kar Rakhi h"

He blurted all in one go.. starring at his buddy who just looking at him with pain in his eyes.. but getting no response from his side.. steeping near to him.. he added again..

"tumhe nahi share kar na kuch bhi.. to Thek hai mat Karo.. Aur jiyo issi ghutan we sath.. an Mai bhi nahi pouchunga tumhe kuch bhi.. (stressing) Mai is Raha hu bye"

With this, he starts tracing his step toward the Main door of the house..

I CRIED !

BUT THE BULLETS REACHED BEFORE MY CRY

I DON'T KNOW HOW DID IT….

I SAT DOWN JUST TO REGRET IT….

I FELT TO CATCH HIM IN MY ARMS….

COVER HIM IN MY SHELL …

WISHED TO TELL HIM …

DON'T WORRY MY CHILD ALL WILL BE WELL….

BUT…

HE DIDN'T GAVE ME A CHANCE …..

HE DIDN'T GAVE A GLANCE...

"Armey yaar Salunkhe Sun to"

Now, what's next..? hmmm. Chalk will tell to in next chapter..

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