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Next Morning
Mana kiya main sab ko… tum logo ke bhale ke liye hi kiya tha, koi shunta nehi. Kisi ke kaan me ek baat nehi jata. ACP Pradyuman shot an angry glair to Abhijeet and Freddie.
Sach me sir, yeh Freddie lottery mila liya hain sir. Sach me. Aap ekbaar dekh toh liijiye. Abhijeet muttered where Freddie stood down head in front of their boss.
Tum bhi Abhijeet! ACP banged on table. Tum se mujhe ye ummid nehi tha. Kitna kuch log kahe raha hain… kitna galat personal attacks ho raha hain… insaan ho tum sab, na chaho phir bhi… inn sab baton se dil-o-dimag pe asar padhta hain. Isi liye main sab ko social sites se kuch din tak dur rehne ko kaha. Lekin shunta kaun meri baat? Sab ko apni apni karni hain. Aur dekho iss senior ko.
He gave a teasing smirk to Abhijeet. Kahan team ko sambhalega… aise hi mental pressure kam hain kya tum sab ka… aab yeh bhi support karne me lag gaya!
Freddie looked up little. Sir, main sach…
ACP harshly: matlab tum sab sach keh rahe ho. Galat sirf main? Tum sach. Tumhara Abhijeet sir sahi. Zahir si baat hain, jahan Abhijeet sahi woha Daya kiun kuch bolega? Main toh villain hoon nah!
Daya lowered his had in complete embarrassment.
Dimag toh mera kharab ho gaya? Maine socha tum sab ko yeh bahar wala tension se thori rahat dilaun… dimag shant kar ke apna kaam karoge, iss liya kaha. The CID head flipped hard a file of table.
Daya stepped forward to rescue his brother and his junior cum friend. Sir aap ek baar dekh toh lijiye. Agar kaam ka na ho, phir aap hume dantna. Lekin please sir... ek baar dekh toh lijiye.
ACP Pradyuman's furious eyes softened to some extent seeing all his boy's pleading faces. Agar time waste hua Freddie…. He warned. Thik hain lagao kya photo dikhana hain?
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Sir… yeh dekhiye iss ladhke ke chashme pe ek truck ka reflection. Purvi opened another video on same screen and paused.
Sir yeh wohi truck hain, joh pahela khoon ke din… Mumbai check naka padh kiya tha aur adhi raat ko wapas aaya tha... laut'te waqt iska samne ka head light tuta hua tha aur samne se thora dab bhi gaya tha. Pura sahar me kahin pe bhi yeh truck hume mila nehi phichle char din se. Koi bhi owner iss truck ko apna kehna ko tyar nehi. Abhijeet played a good role of lecturer.
Daya took the rest responsibility. Aise samne wala head light tuta hua kaii sare truck hume mila sahar me. Kuch bahar bhi chala gaya. Hum har ek entry point of Mumbai check kiye… last khoon tak… kaunsa aisa truck sahar me tha… ek-do mila bhi toh number match nehi hua. Aab zahir si baat hain… khooni asli number plate ka istemal toh karega nehi. Lekin yeh photo me wohi number dikh raha hain. Matlab khoon ke pahele yah bas baad me hi yeh truck kahin pe gaya hoga.
Aur sir yeh iss photo me, he pointed a particular picture… iss photo me ladke ka chashme me kuch log bhi dikh raha hain truck ke pass. He ordered Purvi to zoom the portion.
Yeh… yeh toh Tadhka hain! Abhijeet exclaimed suddenly pointing a hazy image.
Tadhka! Daya also turned his head… iss sab me? Yeh toh chota-mota chor hain!
Toh Tadhka hi hain… iss sab ka kadhi! Uthao iss Tadhka ko… aur pata karo yeh kaunsa jagah hain, jahan pe bachho ne photo khichi aur exact date bhi kya tha iss photo ka. ACP ordered his team gave a proud look to Freddie… whose face glowed up instantly. Zaroori nehi jis din photo khicha gaya, usi pal yeh post bhi hua tha.
Case abhi khatam hua nehi Freddie… abhi toh bas ek kadhi hath laga hain. Well done. ACP Pradyuman patted his back. Baat karo tumhare uss dost ke bahen se… uss waqt ka iss jagah ka details le lo.
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One Day Later
The land line of CID Bureau rang and Pankaj received it.
Sir aap! His face covered in a wide smile.
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Haan sir sab sahi chal raha hain. Aap kayse hain sir?
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Haan main bhi. He smiled warmly.
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Nehi sir ACP sir nehi hain. Abhijeet sir khabri se milne gaye hain aur Daya sir interrogation room me hain sir.
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Haan… woh current case sir.
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Haan kisi suspect ko aaj hum pakdhe hain.
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He smiled little again. Haan sir, khas khatirdari ho raha hain!
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Thik hain sir, jaise hi inn me se koi free hote hain, main batata hoon. Thank you sir. He cut the call and Abhijeet entered. Kya baat hain Pankaj? Kisse baat kar rahe the, itni khush ho kar? Woh bhi land line pe! He knitted his eyebrow.
Sir Rajat sir ka phone tha. Aise hi haal-chal puch rahe the sab ka. Pankaj grinned big.
Landline pe! Abhijeet's feet stopped for a moment.
Sir, apko stamp collection ka shaukh hain! Maine toh kabhi shuna hi nehi! Pankaj excitedly told. Rajat sir keh rahe the… ek naya collector aaye hain sahar me, bahat khas chiz hain unke pass. Agar aap chaho toh…
Achha! Abhijeet thought something and pulled out his mobile.
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At Evening
Bhau… kya swad jalibi ka. Bhae maza aa gaya. Wah! Apke hathon me jadu hain jadu. A dark toned body builder turned to keep the plate aside, a thin old master jee from Gateway of India side directly dashed with him.
Aare aare… dikhai nehi deta kya? Body builder shouted in irritation. Eh eh eee… Satyanash kar di humra diress ka… huhh! Chashma lagao Master jee, ankhon me tumhra number aa gaya.
Master jee still on ground. Beta… he forwarded his hand. Thora madat kar do. Zaldi me chashma ghar pe bhul ke aa gaye hum… uthne me madat kar do beta.
Other present customers of snakes shop smiled teasingly looking helpless old man.
Chalo madat kar hi dete. Usme kya? Body builder helped him to get up.
Jara dhyan se jana Master jee. Sab humre tarha dayalu nehi. Samjhe! He grabbed a palm of Master jee and supported him.
Dhnyabad beta. Bhagwan humesha tumhara bhala karen. Master jee gave him a meaningful look after pushing a tiny chip inside his wrist band and moved with trembling steps.
Body builder scratched his palm for a moment and turned to shop keeper. Char samosha do bhau. Diress ka halua bana diya iss budhhe ne. Aab humra chammak challo ko manane na jane aaj kya kya karna padhega.
A laughter burst could be heard in shop surroundings.
He dusted his red vest and black jean…. Rightly placed all his gold chains over broad chest.
After finishing he paid and noticed the time in his wrist watch…. Stretched his body relaxly and yawned big with a weird sound. In this process he kept his hand over left ear. Boss sach me maze ki jalibi tha… samosha bhi. Kaho toh tumhare liye pao kilo le loon? He wiped his mouth neatly during earlier whispering process to hide his lip movements, then pulled out a match stick from pocket and started chew it with full concentration.
A professional photographer in front of Gateway of India gritted his teeth and whispered… dekh Daya, khich ke lagaunga abhi ek, tera pao kilo wajan ghat jayega.
Body builder made a face while chewing match stick.
Photographer: muh bana mat. Main dekh raha hoon tujhe. Aab Zaveri bazar ke piche wala short cut le aur jaa ke apna hulia sahi kar. Itna gerha kala rang laga liya tu sharir pe… upar se laal vest… tu sach me bahat darwana dikh raha hain! Chal nikal aab… main aa raha hoon.
Body builder AKA Daya jerked his head and moved from there whistling casually while settling his wrist band lightly felt the chip present inside it pressed by that old master jee.
Done sir. Photographer signaled someone.
Wah! Abhijeet… good. Very good. Tum bhi aab niklo woha se. Sachin back up ready hain tumhara.
Abhijeet hesitated: sir Daya?
Woh aab tak Freddie ke rickshaw me bayth gaya hoga.
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Next Day, Hotel Merriment, Delhi
A tom boy type young lady reached at reception while speaking over telephone. Kya bauji, maine apko kaha thori der ruko… chutta karake auto wale ko bhara de aati hoon. Aap pahele hi chale gaye!
Listened something from opposite side, Girl shockingly: bauji! Phir se! Apka umar ho chuka hain, bhul jate ho aap abhi… maan bhi liya karo aab. Achha hua koi hungama nehi khara kiye.
After a brief silence, Girl: achha shuniye, udhar ja ke main jab apko phone lagaungi, jada baten mat kijiyega. Kuch bhi bolte rehte hain aap. Jitna sawal sir puchenge, utna hi jawab dena. Thik hain?
Thik hain nah? Girl warned him again and cut the call.
She asked something in reception and moved to elevator.
The lady pressed the bell of room number 2006.
Door opened and a south Indian traditional milk white outfit worn aged man appeared.
Girl quickly joined her hands. Hello! Mr. Srinivasan. I am Padma, Padma Handa. Hope I'm not late sir.
Mr. Srinivasan tilted his head. Nice to meet you. Please come in Ms. Padma.
They entered and took respective seats.
You are Ms. Padma? Well Miss, at first I would like to see your CV. Ours a very reputed company, you know…. We want some semi-skilled trainee in our company. We will provide required training… allowances… other facilities to them. But we want 100% devotion. May be you can understand Miss. We are multinational company… many newcomers are waiting for selection. But you are Mr. Suresh's one type of grandchild…. It's my duty to do something for my Boss's old pal.
A particular fragrance vanished from air and at the same time a face appeared on laptops screen beside Mr. Srinivasan.
Sir kya make up lageye hain aap…. Aaj bhi main hayraan rahe gaya, yeh humara wohi Abhijeet sir hi toh! Muskaan giggled with a proud look.
Bilkul nehi badli ho tum. Bechara kaun gumnaam bauji, kitna dante ho! Rani Jhansi thi tab bhi, abhi bhi ho. Abhijeet teased and set his laptop on tea-table.
Muskaan gave a shy smile in reply while Daya shrugged from other side of screen with… Aise hi kya Narcotics me transfer mila Muskaan madam ko aab? Promotion se aaj kahan pahauch gayi hain dekho toh!
After a simple appreciation session, both settled with some documents and CDs.
Muskaan started…. Sir, ACP sir sahi shak kiye the. R. Goyenka hospital me bahat bada ghapla hain.
Abhijeet: hmm.
Muskaan: trust ka main hissa Goyenka family hi hain. Aur aab iss family gale tak karze me dube hain. Mauka dekhke ANK gang ne unpar kabza kar liya.
Daya shocked from other side of computer. ANK gang!
Now Muskaan bring out a pen drive from her neatly brushed hair. Sir humare pass waqt bahat kam hain. Yeh log bahat khatarnak hain. Isme raha unn logo ka background. Humare Narcotics Dept., Mumbai Crime Branch ke sath mil kar iss gang ko dabochne ka bahat dino se ek undercover mission me hain.
Hmm… Abhijeet thoughtfully nodded. He was going to open his mouth but paused as again the earlier fragrance spread in air though it was very mild.
Daya worriedly looked at Abhijeet's changing eyes. Boss koi heropanti nehi. Main tumhare pass udhar hoon nehi… kuch ulta-sidha mat karna. Haan! He finished and Muskaan hurriedly switched off laptop and spread some business magazines on table.
Bell rang.
Both check their ammunitions and took their positions.
Exchuse me! Again the south Indian man opened the door.
A man dressed up waiter entered with a scanning glare. A glittering edge of pistol was clearly visible under his waist band.
After serving a covered bowl, he stood straight with a tighten jaw.
My launch it is actually. Would you like to take anything Ms. Padma? Tea, Coffee anything? Srinivasan approached.
Padma denied with a small thank you.
We don't need anything more. You may go. Thank you. Srinivasan turned to waiter but he still was glairing the guests.
Khyaa apkho khuch khehna haain Mr.? Srinivasan asked.
Aay chup kar budhha… kya chal raha tere ihan? Waiter warned him with red eyes.
Nothing Mr. Old south Indian man gestured as if too much frightened. He gave a toothy smile to the waiter. I am here to hire a trainee for our company Mr. Have you listen the Warrior Company? We produce different types of solid android humanoids devoted for mankind… we are Japanese Company. Do you know the name? He forwarded a business card.
The waiter carefully noticed the bechara darahua look of insiders of room and moved from there throwing the card on floor.
Padma smiled sheepishly.
They finished there rest discussions secretly… While Muskaan added… Asli maza sab ke sath sir! Kise pata tha, CID chorne ka itne saal baad phir se main aap sab ke sath kaam kar payungi? Jab mujhe pata chala mujhe yeh case apko assist karna padhega main bahat khushi ho gayi. She grinned.
Abhijeet smiled softly while gathering all his necessaries.
Muskaan continued… Kal jab Rajat sir bureau phone kiye, already we were ready with our plan. Yeh gang itna khatarnak hain sir…. sayon ke tarha chipak jata hain har waqt koi na koi. Aab dekhiye na… Insp. Muskaan toh aab IK Mall me movie dekh rahi hain! She noticed her watch. Sir toh aab… Movie khatam hone ko hain.
Abhijeet: haan tum jao. Dhyan se…. aur apna back up ko clear signal de do.
Muskaan: sir aap?
Abhijeet smirked. Mera toh Bengaluru ka ticket hain! Main thore hi police wala hoon!
She set her get up and door opened.
Thank you Mr. Srinivasan. Thank you very much. Apne yeh naukri dila ke mujhpe bahat ehsaan kiya…
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