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Pancakes556, Hahahahaha arrey nahin yar, I can never forget about any of my story and I believe my record serves me well in this regard too as even though I can take years to complete my stories but still I always complete my stories, with a proper complete wind-up… :))) Yeah yar Boss, it was lots of things together, personal life, writers' block, lack of motivation, and the list goes on, so yups… :P :P My pleasures love, hugs… :-* Hahahahaha sooo very sweet of you yar for saying so, I am truly deeply humbled for your kind words, means a lot to me, seriously, much love… :-* Thank you deary for feelng that way and liking it, much humbled, hugs… :-* Agreed Boss, indeed… :-/ Ooo sweetie, haha, tighttttt squeezing comforting hug for you, khush raho hamesha aap… :-* Very rightly said Boss about Daya sir being lucky and unlucky at the same time, thumbs-up, hugs to you… :-* Umm yar sorry but I don't answer queries that are yet to be unfold in the story so cannot really tell you about the baby at the moment, much love… :))) Hahahahahahaha soo very sweet of you yar for feeling like that and sharing it here as I too am though DUO fan but love my cutie pie Daya sir a tad bit more, hehehe… :D :D Hahahahaha, sorry yar, aap mahiny mein doo chapters ka keh rahi thi aur main ulta teen mahiny baad aa rahi hoon, hehehe, but have returned with a pretty long chapter, have combined nearly 04 chapters in one chapter and from now on will try to–be regular too, fingers–crossed… :-* Khush raho hamesha yar, soft kiss on your forehead… :-* A heart–felt thank you yar for your beautiful wishes yar, loved them and love you, hugs to you… :-* :-* Hahahahaha Okays Boss, will definitely try from now on to update atleast two chapters a month, hugs… :-* Thanks a lot dear, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :))
AllTimeReader, Hi love, finally I am here, hahaha, hehe… :P :P Thank you deary, much humbled love, much love… :-* Iss baar bhi itny lamby break k baad aik lambyyy sarey chapter k sath return sheturn kia hai main ny, hahaha, almost 04 chapters combined in one chapter… :D :P Hahahahaha sahi sahi, thumbs–up… ;) Good good Boss, samajh aany wali English poetry is also interesting, cool hobby of yours, much love… :-* :-* Sahi sahi Boss, cool, main ny tou bs student life mein jo English poetry perhi sou perhi, uss k baad koe itni khaas nahin perhi… :P :P Thanks a ton love for your sweet wishes, much much humbled, soft kiss on your forehead… :-* :-* Thank you sooo very much love for liking the chapter, means a lot, truly humbled, hugs… :-* Yups Boss, baby sy related parts abhi cover hony waly rehty hain, aik part next chapter mein cover ho ga, aur aik doo court waly sequence mein… :))) Hahahahahahahaha arrey nahin Boss, please no need to say this much sorry, you are absolutely right about saying so, and thank you for mentioning about such successful drama soap industry… Anyhow, it is not only Indian drama soap industry where things go like that, the world famous blockbuster English movie Titanic is basically Rose's memory she was sharing with those students which means everything happened in that movie was shown to us through her… I haven't read the books but in the last part of Harry Potter series, there, it was Snape's tear he gave to Harry so that he could know that Snape was innocent and he didn't actually kill Dumbeldore yet in his memories was also the memory of how Lord Voldemort had killed Lily Potter even though at that time Snape didn't even know that Lord Voldemort had traced Potter family… In our drama industry, I was watching a Ramadan series on one of the channels and there too a brother was talking to his wife in his home, even was thinking to himself in his car, yet all it was shown in the memory of the sister who was miles away from there, in her own home at those moments… So even though it doesn't look logical but it happens more than we acknowledge, start mein main bhi iss barey mein bohut careful rehti thi k js sy related FB hai, ussi ki memory mein aaye, iss wajah sy kafi baar mujhy FBs ka flow bhi toorna prra, but now once realizing all this, I have decided to follow the footsteps of such big names like James Cameron and J. , and now I just go with the flow, jo sequence jahan fit hota nazar aata hai mujhy, I just keep going with it otherwise logically tou yeh pura FB Daya sir ki memory mein bnta hai as only he is the constant person in all these FBs but in the present world it is not possible for me to make these his FBs aur past reveal kerna bhi zarori hai, so yups, limitless imaginations Boss, limitless imaginations, hahaha… ;) :P :D Hahahaha thank you love, glad was successful in making you laugh, much humbled and thanks a ton for liking the FB and Abhijeet sir's effort towards his brother, truly means a lot, khush raho hamesha aap, much love to you… :-* :-* Agreed yar, so true… :-/ Hehehe so soon, hahahaha… :P :P Many apologies for this long break love, hugs to you… :-* :-* Thanks a lot dear, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :))
Khushi Mehta, Thank you love, good to see you after quite so long, hopefully all is going well at your end, khush raho hamesha Boss, hugs to you… :-* Thanks a lot dear, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :))
sowmyacidduofan, Oh please Boss, there is never any need for hurry love, hugs to you… :-* :-* Thank you love, means a lot, hugs to you… :-* :-* So sweet of you sweetie, hugs… :-* Indeed Boss, very rightly said… :-/ Tighttttt squeezing comforting hug for you love, khush raho hamesha aap… :-* Thank you Boss for liking the FB, truly humbled I am, hugs… :-* Hahahaha thank you sooo very much yar for your appreciation towards Sunil's character, seriously means a lot to me, tightttt squeezing warmth filled hug for you, much love… :-* :-* Thank you love for liking the dialogue and now you know it too that how I got it, hahaha, khush raho hamesha yar, much love… :-* :-* Thank you Boss for liking Sunil and Daya sir's friendship, truly humbled I am… :-* Right right, good knowing that you got it afterwards, hugs… :-* Hahahahaha thank you Boss for liking Sunil's sense of humor and appreciating his character in those two stories, indeed means a lot to me yar, seriously, much much love to you, hugs… :-* :-* So very sweet of you yar, I am truly deeply humbled by all your love and kind sweet words and all that imagination, indeed means a lot, truly, soft kiss on your forehead, loads of love to you… :-* :-* Agreed Boss, very true, mairy pyary sy, masoom sy Daya sir… :( Hahahahahahahahaha qanoon hath mein nahin laity dost, let the law do the dirty work, hahahaha, hugs to you sweetheart… :-* :D Okays so about the questions so Boss, CID team had already filed, with adequate proofs, the case of Daya sir's abduction against Shastri yet the evil managed to get the bail before arrest…! Loopholes of our judiciary systems Boss…! Shastri's those acts are increasing the charges against him but those charges are yet to be proved correct and not fabricated in the court, that's why he is still outside the bars… Like Sunny Deol sir ki kisi bohut purani movie ka dialogue bhi tha na woh, tareekh py tareekh wala, bndy khatam ho jaty hain tareekhien khatam nahin hotien, dark truth of the society we live in… :-/ :-/ Hehehehe ab aik week baad ka keh rahi thi aur main teen mahiny baad aa rahi, hehe, many apologies for it love, much love to you… :-* :-* Thank you sweetheart for your wishes for my exams, means a lot, hugs… :-* Thanks a lot dear, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :))
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Shashwati, Hi doll, hopefully aap k exams bohut achhy ho k, ab tk tou shaid achha achha sa result bhi aa gaya ho ga, hehe, hugs to you… :-* Thank you Boss for liking the chapter, means a lot to me, much humbled I am… :-* Thank you yar for liking ACP sir's talk with his kids, soft kiss on your forehead… :-* Hahahahahaha glad to know Boss that you enjoyed FB within the FB, truly means a lot to me, tighttt wala warmth filled hug for you… :-* :-* Thank you sweetie for liking Sunil's character and Sunil and Daya sir's childhood sy chalti aa rahi friendship and the dialogues, indeed means a lot to me yar, truly humbled I am, much love to you, hugs… :-* :-* Hahaha nope Boss, not yet but one day hopefully, as abhi apny skills polish ker rahi hoon aur sath mein paisy bhi jmma ker rahi hoon book publish kerwany k liye, hahaha, as mujhy bchpan sy hi doo hi cheezien bn'nny ka shoq raha hai, teacher and writer, sou lg raha hai k teacher bn k jo paisy kmmao'n gi unn sy phir book publish kerwao'n gi, hahahahaha, long-term planning… :P ;) ;P Thank you love for liking the FB part, much humbled, hugs to you… :-* Aww so very swee of you yar, thank you for liking Daya sir smiling and Abhijeet sir feeling happy seeing it, tightttt squeezing elephant power hug for you… :-* :-* Yups, evil churail Shastri, hehe… :P :P Oppsie, hehe, tighttttt squeezing comforting hug to you yar, hamesha khush khush hssty muskuraty raho aap guriya, much love to you… :-* :-* Sorry bchcha for not updating soon but update long hai, around 04 chapters in 01 chapter, much love… :-* So very sweet of you sweetie, love you back, hugs to you… :-* Thanks a lot dear, keep smiling and stay safe, god bless you… :))
Friends here is the next chapter, have a happy reading, hopefully will be seeing you guys soon, love you all and take care please, hugs… :))
Present…
DUO's Home…
Abhijeet's Room…
Flashback…
Peace Meadow Asylum…
ICU Area…
Sunil's Room…
Daya was completely dipped in his thoughts when unknowingly his gaze travelled from the monitor towards the plastic bottle that was hanging upside down, sending that red fluid in his friend's body, making Daya's gaze fixed on that red–colored fluid with his eyes seeing something else…
The damp floor of a stinky small dark room in which the only source of light was a small yellow–colored bulb, whose light was making it possible to see the few seconds ago cement colored floor rapidly turning red now… Red, dark red, a thick red fluid, red like, like blood… Wait, it was blood… Blood of an innocent man, a father, a husband, a being… Someone who just seconds ago was standing there alive, pleading to–be there for his family, pleading to him to somehow save his life, with how much hope he was looking towards him, how much faith was present in those scared–teary eyes even when it was him whose impatient–irrational action was responsible for bringing that man's life in that situation… And all those pleads, tears, panic, hope, faith, everything came to an end with a single–bullet that for the world had killed that innocent man but only few knew that it had killed him too…
And feeling something running down on his face, Daya absent–mindedly spread hand on his face, only to find his hand returning wet, realizing him about the silent rain of salty water, quietly washing his face from past sometime now…
For few moments, Daya kept looking at his hand in silence, when a drop of pain and guilt silently slipped down from his heart onto his palm, maybe silently trying to tell him that it was not him but destiny who took that man's life but Daya's guilt was too big to let anyone else make its' case, he had already pleaded guilty in the court of his conscious and sentenced himself a lifetime sentence, because he knew that death would be a mercy for him and he did not deserve any kind of mercy at–all…
Wiping hands on his face Daya just moved back on the couch and throwing his head on the headrest, closed his eyes with all that guilt and self–blame slowly took him from the present to the time where…
Flashback Within The Flashback…
Shastri's Farm House…
The Room Daya was Locked–In…
It was sometime of the late evening when the door of the room Daya was locked–in opened and Raka appeared on the scene who momentarily stopped on the door–step in confusion seeing the place where he was expecting Daya to be present, was empty, hence he ran his gaze in the room to soon spot him sitting on the floor in the corner of the room, with his face buried in his knees and arms wrapped around his legs…
Exhaling heavily while shaking head to himself, Raka stepped forward in the room and standing few feet away from him, he deliberately cleared his throat a little loudly to make his presence known, jerking Daya out from his agonizing thoughts, who once glancing over him, moved back to his previous posture…
Where…
Raka asked him in disappointment–filled–amused tone as: Yeh kya Daya sir jee, humary Shastri sir ny khas tumhary liye asli sheesham ki lakri ka itna berhiya bed bnwaya hai, uss py tumhary aaram ka khayal kerty hoye sb sy achhi quality ka mattress dala hai, aur tum ho k sb chhour k yahan yun, thandy farsh py baithy hoye ho, hmm…? (And receiving nothing but silence from the other end, Raka shrugged in relaxed–careless way with…) Chalo, jaisy tumhari marzi… (Told him like was doing some kind of favor to him with…) Khair, madam keh k gae thien k ager woh chhey sarhy chhey tk na aaien wapis tou tumhien Sohan k privar sy milvany ly jaon, aur ab saat bj rahy hain, iss liye uth jao jaldi tum ager milna hai unn sy tou…
Daya, who was already looking at him now, looking little anxious too because of knowing that Amavasya would be returning in the evening, asked him in barely audible tone as: Shaam ho gae hai…?
Raka nodded uninterestedly with: Hmm, aur tumhien lunch time py disturb kerny sy madam ny mnna kia tha… (Daya quietly turned his face away where Raka kept looking at him piercingly while continuing as…) Kyun k tumhien yeh sach maan'nany mein thora masla ho raha hai k tumhari shadi ho chuki hai aur madam tum sy easa kuchh anokha nahin chah rahien jo unn sy pehly kabhi kisi patni ny apny pati sy na chaha ho, samjhy…? (Daya just closed his eyes in extreme pain while gulping down a moist breath while Raka continued as…) Khair, madam chahti thien k tumhien thori space dy di jaye, k shaid uss sy yeh baat tumhary dimagh mein ghuss jaye k tumhari sb takleefo'n ka antt iss sach ko swikar kerny mein hi hai k madam ab tumhari patni hain aur unn k sb haq pury kerna, tumhara farz hai… (Daya had just tightly closed his eyes and fists while tightly clutching his teeth too as his effort to push back the screams of his shredded–bleeding soul while Raka's plain voice kept on falling on his eardrums as…) Aik baar yeh sach maan lo tou tumhien madam aur apna rishta bilkul normal lggny lggy ga, hmm…?! (And he just sighed disappointedly seeing Daya roughly wiping off the moisture from his voice so he dropped the topic with…) Achha haan, iss sy pehly k tum pouchho, unn muft–khoro'n ko dopahar ka khana dy dia tha… (Uttered to himself quite annoyingly as…) Apny ghar mein tou ptta nahin aik samey ka bhi khana milta tha k nahin unn muft ki rootian toorny walon ko, aur yahan teen samey ka milta hai, woh bhi rozana… (And turning his gaze towards Daya who was looking away while looking like a complete picture of pain and helplessness, he added in stern way as…) Achhi jagah py hain woh log ab Daya sahab, shaid tumhary sath mein qismet unn py bhi meherban ho gae jo Shastri sir ny hath rkh dia unn k srr py… (And he chuckled coldly where Daya quietly wiped off the drop of anguish slipped on his face when seeing him still sitting there, Raka asked him annoyingly as…) Aik tou tum aik baar mein koe baat suunty kyun nahin ho…? Kaha hai na k ager tumhien Sohan k privar sy milna hai tou uth jao, mujhy aur bhi bohut kaam hain, samjhy…?!
Daya without replying him anything, slowly stood up and looking at him, looked behind him and then again towards Raka's hands when seeing him looking around like that…
Raka asked him in confused–rude tone as: Kya hua, kya dhoondny lggy ab…? (Completed in stiff tone as…) Ager bhaagny ka raasta, tou woh tou nahin milny wala tumhien…
Daya looked at him blankly with: Shackles…
Getting his meaning…
Raka replied in casual way as: Baat ho gae thi madam sy iss barey mein, shackles ki zarorat nahin hai… (Continued in relaxed smile as…) Ab aakhir tumhien zinda rakhny k itny strict orders jo hain humien, phir tum jaisy srr-phirry ka kya bharosa, basement pohanch k tumhary dimagh k keery ny koe hll-chll ker di tou tumhien rokny k liye goli tou chala nahin sakien gy hum, aur ager tum shackles mein hoye tou hum Taser–gun bhi use nahin ker skien gy warna tum jahan khary ho gy, wahin roast ho jao gy, Bar–BQ bn jaye ga tumhara… (And he chuckled amusingly with Daya looking away, listening to him completing as…) Aur phir humary paas yahan iss samey shackles hain bhi nahin aur na hi yahan unn ki koe zarorat hai…
And saying so, Raka in relaxed way pulled out a zip–tie from his jeans' pocket and looked at Daya in meaningful–evil smile, where Daya gulping down a silent breath, quietly turned around with his arms on his back now…
When…
Raka's fake–shocked–amused voice reached his ears as: Tum iss tarhan jao gy kya unn sy milny…?! (Daya turning around, gave him a confused–questioning look so he added in fake–sympathetic tone as…) Yeh laal soujhi hue aankhien, chehry py ganga–jamuna behny k nishan, aur uss py tumhari easi haalat k daikhny sy lg raha hai jaisy bhagwan jany kitniiii takleef mein ho tum iss samey… (Daya was already looking away now where Raka added in crook–smirk tone as…) Jao, ja k thora hath–mun dho, apna thora huliya theek kro, thora muskurao… (Daya looked at him in extreme pain where he added in same crook smile as…) Ab aakhir unhien bhi tou ptta chaly k unn k liye Daya sir jee jo kuchh bhi ker rahy hain, woh sb apny mnn ki khushi sy ker rahy hain, nahin…?
Daya without replying him anything, with fast steps left inside the bathroom and closing the bathroom door, stood against it with salty rain of pain and misery washing his face now…
Bathroom…
When wiping off the moisture from his face, Daya left near the washbasin and opening the tap, started splashing water on his face as his effort to compose himself…
And still standing on the washbasin, Daya grabbing the washbasin with his both hands, with teary eyes looked towards his reflection in the mirror and with bleeding heart and soul tried to smile when a salty pearl of anguish slipped down from his heart and roughly wiping it away and giving himself few moments, Daya inhaling a long deep breath, tried again and again the same thing happened, resulting the next moment, he was crying bitterly while leaning against the mirror…
After around a minute' long rain of anguish–helplessness–misery and what not, Daya throwing another round of water on his face and wiping off his face with the towel, left the bathroom the same minute without glancing at his reflection even for a micro–second…
The Room…
When seeing him returning…
Raka looking at his face, uttered in disappointed tone as: Koe khas farq tou nahin prra bathroom mein itna samey brrbad kerny ka lekin chalo, full marks for the effort… (And he smirked amusingly with Daya kept looking away without replying him anything when playing with the zip–tie in his hand, Raka left towards him with…) You know the drill sir jee… (Daya already noticing the zip–tie in his hand, quietly turned around with his hands on his back now and Raka approaching him, in relaxed way got busy in tying his hands with…) Wasey jitny samajhdar tum ho, itna tou zaror samajhty ho gy k js pr ahsan kia jaye, uss per kabhi ahsan jittaya nahin kerty… (Completed in cold–meaningful way while blindfolding him now as…) Achha nahin lgta na, khas–kr tb jb samny wala uss ahsan ka bddla chukany k liye kuchh ker bhi na sakta ho, samajh rahy ho na tum mairi baat…?
Daya quietly nodded while gulping down a moist breath, easily getting Raka's indirect instruction of staying quiet about his sufferings there, in–front of Sohan's family, though Daya already had no plan of telling them about the hell he was burning alive–in day and night, only to keep them safe, when grabbing his arm, Raka took him out from the room, to soon reach in the basement with him…
Basement…
The Passage…
Stopping in–front of the locked room–door, Raka little roughly removed the cloth from Daya's eyes, who took some seconds to adjust his vision there where…
Raka told him in complete seriousness–filled–strict tone sidewise untying his hands now as: Koe herogiri dikhany ki bewakoofi mtt kerna Daya, yeh koe film nahin hai, haqeeqi zindagi hai… (And he signaled him towards a tab present in the hands of one of the goons present there with…) Aur haan, main sb daikh aur suun raha hoon ga, samjhy…? (Daya kept looking away in silence when noticing on Raka's signal one of the many goons present there had opened the room's door, Daya tried to step forward but stopped the very next moment, listening to Raka's teasing voice as…) Itni jaldi bhi kya hai Daya sir jee…? (Daya looked towards him in question who eyed him towards a direction with…) Wahan daikho… (Daya quietly looked in the direction the latter had eyed him to soon spot the barrel of a rifle appearing from the small hole in the room's wall, resulted Daya throwing a shocked–distressed look at Raka, again looked in that direction while listening to the latter adding now as…) Asli hai, kaho tou aik goli chalva k dikha dun…? (Daya instantly looked at him in fear–filled–anger–hate–and–shock with the latter adding in teasing smile as…) Itna ghussa na ho sir jee, mazaq hi ker raha tha main bhi… (But turning dead–serious the next second, added in strict tone as…) Lekin sirf abhi k liye… (And sighing heavily, he added in relaxed way as…) Mager khair, ghabrany ki kya zarorat hai humien ya tumhien, ab aakhir tum js sharafat sy yahan tk aaye ho, kuchh daer mein ussi sharafat sy wapis apny kamry mein loout jao gy aur inn pyary masoom nirdosho'n ko khaber tk nahin ho gi k Daya ki daya sy moout inn k kitny qareeb aa k wapis palat gae… (And he smirked at the latter with…) Kyun sahi keh raha hoon na main Daya sir, hmm…? (Daya just gulped down a silent breath in pain–filled–helplessness still looking away when letting out a scoff–filled chuckle Raka completed in relaxed tone as…) Achha jao ab aur tumhary paas sirf panch minute hain, bs…
Daya inhaling a long deep breath to gain his composure, slowly stepped forward and soon left inside the room with the door on his back got closed again and still standing on the door–step, he could hear it getting locked too…
The Room Hostage Family was Kept–In…
Entering inside the room, Daya's gaze unintentionally again moved towards the wall with the small hole to find the rifle's barrel was still present there…
Gulping down a silent breath, Daya tearing his gaze away from there, ran his gaze in the small dimly lit room to soon spot the scared–innocent family cuddled there in the corner of the room, with both the kids asleep while cuddling their mother on her either side with her hands were present on their heads and her moist gaze was on Daya's face…
Daya felt really in pain, seeing those red teary eyes and face and still standing where he was, tried to assure–console her as: Aap drrien nahin please, main aap ko kuchh nahin kro'n ga…
The mother replied in scared–moist tone as: Mujhy aap sy drr nahin lg raha saab…
Daya told her restlessly as: Daya… (And gulping down a silent breath, added reluctantly as…) Maira naam Daya hai…
The mother nodded slightly with: Main jaanti hoon saab… Main Uma…
Daya replied in guilt–filled–pain as: Aap mujhy saab nahin bulaien please, main iss sm'man k qabil nahin hoon… (Uma getting quiet kept looking at him in real pain where Daya asked her reluctantly as…) Ager aap ko bura na lggy tou main aap k paas aa k baat ker sakta hoon kya…? (Uma nodded to him quietly with Daya nodded back in silence–filled–gratitude with…) Shukriya…
And slowly leaving towards them, Daya stopped few steps away from them and sat there in–front of them on the floor…
For few moments he kept sitting there on the floor, looking like was struggling to give words to his thoughts when finally, still looking down and having moisture present in his eyes and voice…
Daya joining his hands in–front of her with his gaze fixed at the floor, uttered with loads of regret–and–pain present in his voice as: Main aap sy maafi maangny aaya hoon please, mujhy zrra bhi andaza nahin tha k inn logon ny kisi aur ko bhi… (And stopping there, Daya gulping down tears in his throat, tried again as…) Mujhy aap logon k barey mein nahin ptta tha bilkul warna main kabhi uss tarhan sy yahan sy nikalny ki koshish na kerta… Main bohut sharminda hoon k mujh swarthi k karen aap k bchcho'n sy inn ka baap chhin gaya, aap ka suhaag… (And his voice choked with few tears slipped down on his face while he pleaded again in breaking voice as…) Please ager ho skky tou mujhy maaf…
And the words died in his throat, while during whole that he could not even once lift his gaze up from the floor when unintentionally he jerked on his place while using every last fiber of his will not to jerk away that very light grip on his joined hands, where pulling his hands down now…
Uma herself removed her loose grip from his hands with her silent–moist voice reaching his ears as: Humien aap sy koe shikayet nahin hai saab… (Daya slowly looked at her in immense pain where Uma nodded to him with…) Aap iss sm'man k qabil hain saab… (Daya just turned his gaze away while trying to keep his eyes dry where Uma in love–filled–pain softly spread her hand on her daughter's head with…) Aaj aap k karen hi mairi guriya zinda hai… (And she turned her gaze towards the latter with…) Ager aap swarthi hoty tou aap uss rooz nikal sakty thy iss narak sy lekin aap humary liye wapis aaye aur humary karen aap bhi yahan phass gaye…
Daya shook his head while looking at her in pain with: Nahin, main aap k karen nahin phassa yahan… (Whispered more to himself as…) Apny karen phassa hoon… (Completed to himself in little–lost–wounded tone as…) Aik bohut ghalat insan pr vishvas ker baitha main aur ab ussi vishvas ki qeemat chukka raha hoon…
And a drop of agony silently slipped down from his eye's corner where…
Uma smiled in extreme pain with: Kya qismet hai na saab humari… (Daya looked at her in question–filled–pain while she added in extreme pain as…) Hum ny bhi apny sapno'n ko ly ker ghalat insan pr vishvas ker lia aur wohi vishvas humary aaj yahan hony ka karen bn gaya… (Daya just gulped down a helpless–injured breath while throwing a hurting glance at the kids where Uma added in little lost tone while looking at her kids with…) Humary gaon mein panchvien kaksha sy aagy askool nahin tha aur Shorya ka baapu chahta tha k yeh dono, humari tarhan saari hayati dosron k khaeto'n mein kaam ker k na guzar dien bl k bohut perh likh ker brry affsar bnien, aur yehi sapna humien shehr ly aaya… (And she looked in the latter's pain–filled eyes with moist eyes while adding as…) Sb khashtia'n jlla k aaye thy hum shehr saab… (Completed more to herself now as…) Aur ab na peichhy kuchh raha, na aagy ka kuchh ptta hai…
Daya looking at her in real pain, tried to console–assure her as: Aap yun nirash mtt hoon please… (Uma looked at him in silence–filled–ache while he nodded to her while trying to give her some hope as…) Mairy saathi dhond rahy hain mujhy aur aaj nahin tou kal woh yahan zaror pohanchien gy… (And glancing over the kids in aching–hope, he turned his gaze back towards Uma with…) Vishvas rakhien please, Sohan ka sapna zaror pura ho ga, bhagwan aap logon ka apny bchcho'n k ujjval bhavishar k liye kia gaya balidan zaya nahin jany dy ga, vishvas rakhien… (Uma nodded to him in broken smile with tears–filled eyes when Daya not being able to stand that much pain in those eyes that once must had so many dreams in them, turned his gaze towards the sleeping kids and the same moment striking something, he again turned his gaze towards Uma while asking her little worriedly as…) Yeh bchchy gaon mein bhi yunhi gehri neend sooty thy kya…?
Uma nodded in little confusion as: Kyun saab…?
Daya struggling to get the apt words, elaborated in concern–filled–worry as: Nahin main bs jaan'nna chah raha tha k, matlab inn sb haalat mein bchchy itni gehri neend, mairy kehny ka matlab hai k…
Uma in injured smile took him out from his struggle while completing him as: K kahin humien koe nasha tou nahin dia ja raha, hai na saab…? (Daya looking at her in pain nodded slightly in question where gulping down a moist breath, Uma looking at her kids, softly spread hands on their heads with…) Nahin saab, inn ko tou main ny hi sulaya hai, woh bhi brri mushkil sy, drr gaye thy aaj bohut…
And a drop silently slipped from her eye into her lap where Daya's helpless–injured gaze quietly travelled from them towards the wall where the bullets fired from Raka's gun could clearly be seen… And gulping down an injured breath, Daya again turned his pain–filled–hurt gaze towards them, easily understanding that how much scary and confusing that dark span of their lives must be for the kids…
When trying to remain composed and as his effort to indirectly console the hurting mother by changing the topic…
Daya looking at the elder kid, uttered softly as: Tou iss bahadur bchchy ka naam Shorya hai… (And signaling towards the little doll, turned towards Uma in question with…) Aur iss nanhi si masoom guriya ka Guriya…?
Uma slightly shook her head while placing a soft kiss on the doll's hand with: Urmi…
Daya nodded to her while finally getting successful in forcing a small smile on his face with: Inn ki tarhan, inn k naam bhi bohut pyary hain…
Uma smiled lightly while looking at him with: Dhanevad saab… (Told him while having motherly love and pride present in her voice as…) Main ny rakhy thy dono k naam… (Daya nodded in small silent smile, still pasted on his face when Uma asked him in concerned tone as…) Saab aap ko yeh sb chotien…?
As the first time she had seen him, there was only one bandage present on his head but now there were bandages present on his hand, wrist and around his ankle too, with fresh bruise marks on his face that were the result of his fight with Raka the same day's morning where…
Daya gulping down a silent breath, slightly shook his head while trying to appear composed as: Kuchh nahin, aap mairi chinta nahin krien please, main…
And the same moment the room's door got opened and…
Raka's mocking voice cut him there with: Rukavatt [Obstruction] k liye kheed [An apology] hai… (Bringing real fright on one face and silence on the other where Raka added teasingly with his piercing gaze fixed at Daya with…) Pouchhna yeh tha k kya sach mein aqalmand k liye sirf ishara hi kafi hota hai, hmm…?!
And he smirked in amused way seeing Daya started standing now where…
Daya, still standing on his place, uttered to Uma in sincere–silent tone as: Main ab chalta hoon, aur mairi puri koshish rahy gi k mairy karen aap logon ko koe aur takleef na pohanchy…
Uma could just nod to him with scared–moist eyes while…
Raka's teasing voice fell on their ears as: Thori koshish uss ki takleef k liye bhi ker lien Daya sir jee… (Daya who had already turned towards him now, looked at him with nothing but hardness on his face where Raka added in smirk tone as…) Js ki ungli mein takleef shuru ho gae hai ab… (Daya getting his meaning well, throwing an anger–filled–helpless glance at him turned his gaze towards the wall where the barrel of the riffle was still visible to him and then turned his gaze again towards Raka while listening to his mocking voice as…) Iss sy pehly k uss sy ghalati sy koe ghalati ho jaye, maira mashvara hai k aap uss ko iss takleef sy nikaal dien…
Daya tearing his gaze away from him and throwing a silent–hurting glance at the scared family, quietly left the room without any sort of struggle or protest…
The Passage…
Where after bringing him out from the room with one of the goons present outside already locking the room door now…
Raka got busy while roughly tying Daya's hands on his back with: Panch minute ki jagah dus minute dy diye main ny tumhien tumhara dil halka kerny k liye… (And now blindfolding him, asked him in amused–teasing way as…) Aik chhota sa thank you tou keh hi sakty ho tum bhi… (Completed tauntingly as…) Itny manners tou insan bina maa–baap k bhi seekh hi laita hai…
Daya replied him emptily as: Thank you…
Raka chuckled with satisfied ego as: You are very welcome… (And grabbing his arm, pulled him with himself with…) Aa jao, saer ka samey khatam hua…
And he chuckled amused on his own joke with Daya quietly following his instructions…
The Room Daya was Locked–In…
Soon after taking him out from the basement and into the room he was kept locked–in…
Raka casually untied his hands with: Aqalmand nikly tum jo koe aqalmandi nahin dikhai… (And removing the blindfold, he added as…) Wasey woh panch extra minute mairi taraf sy tumhari ourh dosti ka hath tha… (Daya looked at him with heated–stiff look where Raka shrugged in relaxed way with…) Jaldi nahin hai koe, aaram sy soch k jawab dy daina… (Completed in smirked tone as…) Koun sa tum kahin jany waly ho…
And he chuckled mockingly where Daya was already looking away in anger–filled–frustration and helplessness when the same minute another goon entered in the room and placing a meal–tray on the bed, left the room the same minute…
Where…
Raka told him casually as: Tum ny aaj lunch nahin kia iss liye madam ny kaha tha k tumhien dinner jaldi dy dien… (Turned to leave while completing in annoyed tone as…) Dinner ker lo tum ab jaldi, phir unn muft–khoro'n ko bhi…
Daya cut him with enraged–burning eyes and tone with: Woh muft–khor nahin hain… (Raka stopping in his way out, turned towards him in cold way while listening to him adding as…) Ager unn ki teen samey ki roti tumhien itna dukhti hai tou jany doo unhien… (Asked him in challenging–hard tone as…) Lekin of–course, ager tum log easa kerny ki himmet rakhty ho tou hi… (Raka's expressions had already turned stiff where Daya added in same hard–stiff tone as…) Tum logon ny unn nirdosho'n ko yahan apny maqsad k liye rakha hua hai aur tum logon ka maqsad pura ho raha hai, iss liye dobara unn ki rotian mtt gin'nana, samjhy…?
Raka feeling quite insulted on that confrontation, ordered him in rude–rough tone as: Bkwas bnd kro apni aur ja ker dinner kro tum ab aur haan, dinner k baad shower zaror ly laina tum kyun k humari madam ko tumhary kapro'n py… (Added in mocking–teasing tone while making air–quotes with…) Humara maqsad pura kerny k liye laye gaye nirdosh dukhyaron k aansu pasand nahin aaien gy… (Daya had already turned his gaze away now while listening to Raka adding as…) Baad mein Govind sy tumhari dressings bhi change kerwani hain sb aur tabhi paon chained ker dun ga tumhara… (And Raka started leaving the room while completing more to himself in annoyed–rude tone as…) Baar baar tum sy ashirvad lainy ka shoq nahin hai mujhy koe, hunh…
And he completely left the room where Daya with all the rage–helplessness–pain–humiliation–hate, everything he was feeling at the moment, punched hardly on the wall to express his frustration and misery, with few salty drops slipped down on his face…
After around twenty minutes, the room–door opened again with Raka followed by a goon, emerged on the scene and moving his gaze in the room…
Raka gulping down an enraged breath, signaled the goon towards the empty meal tray with: Tray bahir ly ker jao aur drwazy k aagy kursi lgga k bahir sb ko hoshiyar rehny ka keh doo…
The goon nodded, leaving the room the same minute by keeping the room–door opened with a chair present there now where Raka turned his angry gaze towards Daya whose head was buried in his knees and was quietly sitting there in the room's corner, dressed in the same clothes he was wearing earlier…
Hence…
Raka left towards him with a rash comment as: Insan tum jaisa dheett bhi na ho Daya… (And leaving near him, Raka grabbing his hair, quite roughly pulled his face up and ignoring those eyes that were holding both fire–and–water in them, he asked him in extreme angry–stiff tone as…) Tumhien aik baar mein baat suun'nana bnd ho gae hai ya yeh baat tumhari samajh mein nahin aa rahi k tum yahan sirf aik kth–putli ho js ki doorien Amavasya madam k hath mein hain aur woh jaisa chahien gi, tumhien waesa kerna hi ho ga, ab sy na hi tumhari apni koe pasand hai aur na hi koe marzi, samjhy tum…? (And while freeing his hair he roughly threw his head to the other side with…) Tumhary apny bhaly k liye btta raha hoon k madam k wapis aany sy pehly shower ly ker apny yeh basement waly kapry change kro… (And grabbing his face while roughly making him look towards himself, he added in threatening–enraged–audible–whispered tone as…) Ager tum yeh zimmedari madam ko nahin daina chahty tou, hmm…?! (Daya had already turned his aching–wounded gaze away where Raka with jerk freed his face while moving back with…) Aur ab sy mairi aik baat aik hi baar mein suun lia kro tum, yehi tumhary apny liye behter ho ga… Jao foren ab, utho…!
Daya gulping down the moisture in his throat, sidewise dusting off the drops of agony and humiliation from his face, slowly stood up and left the place with broken–injured steps where Raka jerking his head, left towards the room–door and sat there on the chair, still busy with murmuring rashly to himself…
After ten to fifteen minutes, seeing Daya emerging from the bathroom in fresh clothes now…
Raka still sitting on the chair placed in the doorway, called a little aloud as: Bhikku, aye Bhikku…
And moments' later…
Bhikku arrived there with: Jee Boss…?
Raka ordered him casually as: Ja k Govind ko bula k la foren, bol ussy k Daya ki dressings change kry aa k jaldi…
Bhikku nodding to him in obedience left from there the same second where Raka again turned his attention towards Daya to find him sitting in his previous place, in the same posture again…
Hence sighing heavily…
Raka uttered in quite disappointed tone as: Shastri sir ny zameen sy utha k aasman py bitha dia tumhien lekin tumhary ander sy ghurbat nahin gae Daya, jb daikho kisi jhonpar–patti mein rehny waly mamoli keery–makoro'n k jaisy zameen py baithy jany ks baat ka matam kerty rehty ho tum… (Told him in angry–teasing tone as…) Tum akely nahin ho js ki uss ki marzi k baghair shadi hue hai, bohut sy logon ki hoti hai, woh zamany purany hoye js mein sirf larki sy nahin pouchha jata tha, ab zamana tarakki ker k brrabrri ka ho gaya hai, ab kabhi kabhi larky sy bhi nahin pouchha jata… (And he scoffed when the same moment noticing Govind appearing on the scene, Raka stood up while leaving in the room with…) Chalo bhae Daya sir jee, uth jao aur dressings change kerwa lo… (And feeling a grip on his arm, Daya with a slight jerk instantly lifted his head up to find Raka's piercing gaze on himself, who completed stiffly as…) Bina hum sy kisi qisem ki mehnat kerwaya, hmm…?!
Daya just turned his agony–filled–injured gaze away where grabbing his arm, Raka pulling him on his feet, in little roughness–filled–aggressiveness brought him near the bed and rudely made him sit there with a jerk…
Where Daya, looking like a perfect picture of misery, helplessness and anguish, kept sitting there, quietly enduring the torment of sitting on that very place that now looked and felt to him like a platform made of sharp spikes with their tips burning with fire and every second he spent on that platform used to make him feel like those burning spikes cutting right through his flesh were get pierced directly into his soul, slowly tearing it into shreds, he hated it, he absolutely hated it…
When seeing Govind was quietly busy in doing his work…
Raka's little calm–manipulative voice took Daya out from his wounded thoughts with: Daikho Daya, marzi k khilaf shadi hona koe easi brri baat nahin hai k insan itni mamoli si baat ka rougg lgga k hi baith jaye, jb k tumhari zindagi mein maa–baap ya koe dosra khooni rishta tou hai nahin k jn ka tumhari shadi mein shamil na hony ka koe dukh ho tumhien… (Daya closing his eyes gulped down a moist breath while trying his best not to allow the evidence of his pain and misery to fall on his face in–front of such heartless people with Raka's voice kept on falling on his ears as…) Aur phir yeh bhi tou daikho tum k Shastri sir tumhara kitna khayal rkh rahy hain, yeh pura farmhouse tumhary liye allot ker dia hai sir ny, Govind ko yahan sirf tumhary liye rakha hai, iss farmhouse ka pura setup sirf tumhien dihaan mein rakh k… (And he stopped on receiving a silent–though fiery look from the other side with Daya jerking his head turned his face away having nothing but pure hate and rage on his face now where inhaling deeply, Raka tried again as…) Tumhara ghussa samajh sakta hoon main Daya aur yeh bhi k tumhien hum ghalat lg rahy hain lekin Shastri sir burey insan nahin hain aur yeh baat tou tum bhi jaanty ho tabhi tou tum ny Amavasya madam k khilaf koe action nahin lia tha uss samey jb…
Daya cut him in rage–filled–hate as: Ghalati thi woh aik, aik bohut brri ghalati… (Nearly yelled in moist–pained tone as…) Aik rakhshas ko insan samajhny ki ghalati… (With fiery eyes looking towards Raka nodded to him with his voice gradually started rising now with…) Aur theek kaha tum ny, tumhara Shastri sir ghalat insan nahin hai, kyun k woh tou insan hi nahin hai, aik bhaeriya hai woh, aik janwar, aik haiwan… Aur uss darindy ny apny jaisa hi aik aur darinda paal k ussy mujh py chhour dia hai… (Looking away, whispered to himself brokenly as…) Insan nahin ho sakty yeh baap-baiti, darindy hain yeh, darindy…
And he roughly dusted off the drop of agony from his face while the two were standing there in complete indifferent-cold way when seeing him getting quiet now…
Raka asked him teasingly as: Feeling better…? (Daya glancing over him with extreme rage had turned his face away while Raka's relaxed voice kept on reaching his ears as…) Ghalati tb nahin, ab ker rahy ho tum Daya… (Daya looked at him in rage–filled–hate while Raka nodded to him indifferently as…) Shastri sir apni baiti sy bohut mohabbat kerty hain aur unn ki koe ikchha nahin taalty kabhi… (Daya with jerk had turned his face away, looking really angry and in pain while Raka continued as…) Aur jaisa k saaf dikh raha hai k madam tumhien bohut chahti hain aur tumhari ikchhao'n ko ehmiyt bhi daiti hain, tabhi tou sir ko bina–btaye tumhien Uma sy milny dia unhon ny… (Told him in cunning–manipulative way as…) Thori samajhdari sy chalo ager tum tou yeh shadi tumhary liye bhi bohut faidamnd sabit ho sakti hai Daya… (Daya looked at him with fiery eyes where Raka completed cunningly as…) Shuru mein madam ki maan lo, baad mein sari zindagi apni mnvaty rehna, hmm…?!
Daya, with only hate and rage increasing on his face, spitted rashly on the floor in–front of him and looked in his eyes in same enraged way while Raka's facial expressions had already turned stiff now and…
Raka tried to utter in rash as: Tum…
But he stopped with his attention turning towards the room–door and he immediately stood there in alert–obedient way, seeing Amavasya entering in the room now…
Where…
Amavasya while moving in the room, asked them confusingly as: Tum dono yahan kya ker rahy ho…?
Unintentionally Daya squeezed a little in nervousness–filled–fear listening to her voice while…
Raka completely turning his attention towards her, replied her obediently as: Madam woh Daya ki dressings change kerwani thien tou wohi kerwa raha tha…
Amavasya nodded casually while already approaching the three now and seeing Govind was busy in attending the wound on Daya's foot after taking care of the other physical wounds…
Amavasya casually sat beside Daya with: Wounds ki condition kaisi hai Govind…?
Daya flinched on her closeness but couldn't do anything where…
Govind nodded to her assuredly with: Theek hai madam, jaldi theek ho jaien gy sb…
Amavasya nodded in relaxed–casual way and tried to grab Daya's hand, who resisted, making her stern gaze travelled towards his face and giving him a piercing look…
Amavasya turned her gaze towards Govind again with: Apna kaam kafi achhy sy ker rahy ho tum Govind, asha hai bhavishar mein bhi kabhi nirash nahin kro gy…
Govind with puffed-up chest in happiness and pride on that appreciation, instantly nodded to her assuredly with: Bilkul madam…
Amavasya nodded slightly with: Hmm, tou test ho jaye tumhara chhota sa… (Daya's heart had already started racing now while Govind's complete attention was on Amavasya now and he nodded to her in little–excited–little–nervous way while Amavasya glancing teasingly over Daya, turned towards Govind and eyed him towards his medical-bag with…) Injections hain iss mein sb…?
Making Daya instantly turned his scared–hurting gaze in shock towards her while unintentionally stopped struggling too, resulting his hand was soon in Amavasya's grip though her gaze was still on Govind while…
Govind trying to show his efficiency hurriedly nodded while turning towards his medical-bag with: Jee madam, main…
But was stopped right there with…
Amavasya's stern voice as: Main ny nikalny ka kaha tumhien…? (Govind turned his apologetic gaze towards her who completed strictly as…) Efficient hi raho, over-efficient bn'nny ki koshish mtt kro, hmm…?
Govind nodding to her in little scare–filled–embarrassment, turned back towards his job where Amavasya turned her gaze towards Daya and with her free hand, in winning–teasing smile, smoothly wiped off the sweat–drops from his forehead, with Daya looking away now, struggling to fight back the moisture threatening to fall down from his eyes…
When pulling back her hand, Amavasya casually moved her gaze towards Govind to see what he was doing sidewise casually playing with Daya's held hand when soon getting bored from Govind's side, she turned her gaze towards Daya's hand present in her hand and the same moment noticing something…
Amavasya pulled his hand up with: Yeh iss k hath py nishan kaisa hai itna gehra, pehly tou nahin tha…?
Raka clearing his throat, replied in a little scared–reluctant tone as: Sorry madam woh jaisa aap ny kaha tha, aaj Daya ko Sohan k privar sy milvany ly k gaya tha tou hath bandhy thy… (Added hurriedly–assuredly as…) Agli baar thora…
But was cut there with…
Amavasya shook her head sidewise freeing Daya's egoistically held hand which the latter had instantly pulled in his lap with: Koe agli baar nahin ho ga, baar baar yun chhoty mamoli logo'n ko mun nahin lggana chahiye, it doesn't go well with our status…
Raka nodded obediently where seeing the opportunity to speak now…
Govind told her as: Madam dressings change ker dien hain sb, ab mairy liye kya hukum hai…?
Amavasya eyeing him towards Daya's hands, asked him as: Iss ki wrists daikh li hain tum ny, kafi redness hai…?!
Govind nodded assuredly with: Jee madam, woh blood–flow rukny k karen aai hai easi redness, kuchh ghanto'n mein apny aap theek ho jaye gi…
Amavasya nodded to him while arrogantly forwarding her hand towards Raka with: Hmm, theek hai, jao tum…
Govind nodding to her, left from there the same minute where understanding that signal well, Raka, with the basement room's some time back's footage already opened in it, placed the tab on her hand and Amavasya casually got busy in seeing the recording…
For around a minute or so there was a disappointed–arrogant smile playing on her face but soon her expressions started changing from mocking to hard and stiff one, and she slowly stood up with her gaze still fixed on the tab's screen and seconds' later…
Amavasya, with her full force and in extreme rage, threw the tab on the front wall with: How dare she…! (Yelled loudly again in rage as…) HOW DARE SHE…!
Raka, who was both scared and confused not understanding what could suddenly enrage her like that, tried to utter as: Madam kya…
But was cut right there with…
Amavasya's enraged voice as: Ager Dad tum py itna vishvas na kerty hoty tou aaj main tumhara woh hashar kerti k tumhari aatma tk kanmp uthti… (Raka actually got scared seeing her anger bar where she left towards him in rage as…) Iss liye bhaeja tha kya main ny tumhien iss k sath, haan, andhy ho gaye thy tum ya kahin soo mrr gaye thy jo uss k hath toor k iss ko ussi samey wapis nahin ly aaye tum… (And turning towards Daya, who though was shocked and equally clueless about what could be the reason of her sudden outburst but was trying his best to look completely cut–off from all that insanity, Amavasya left towards him with…) Aur tum…! (And reaching near him, rashly grabbing his face, she with jerk turned his face towards herself while asking him in chewing–enraged tone as…) Yun tou hr samey brra paap–punnay ka gyaan daity rehty ho mujhy tum, uss doo takky ki aurat k haththon mein hath daity samey kahan gaya tha tumhara sb gyaan, haan…? (Rage lit in Daya's eyes getting her meaning and reason of rage really well where Amavasya aggressively squeezing his face, asked him in same enraged tone as…) Apni patni chhuay tou woh paap hai, aur koe dosri aurat…
Daya rashly jerking her hand away, stood up while cutting her in extreme anger with: Bkwas bnd kro tum apni ghatiya aurat… (Hardness increased on her face where Daya added in same angry tone as…) Behen jaisi hain woh mairi…
Amavasya retorted in rage as: Ab pakry gaye ho tou behen jaisi…
Daya, with his hand closed in a tight fist, stepped towards her in extreme anger with: Mun bnd ker lo tum apna Amavasya warna main tumhara mun toor dun ga ab… (Amavasya looked at him with fiery eyes while he added in same enraged–stiff tone as…) Doo logon mein sirf hvvas ka rishta hi nahin hota hai Amavasya madam, ehsas aur insaniyat ka bhi koe rishta ho sakta hai, lekin yeh rishty tum jaisi baehiss, khud–parast aur khud–pasand aurat ko kabhi samajh nahin aa sakty, jitni girri hue tum khud ho, utni hi girri hue tumhari soch hai…
Amavasya replied him angrily as: Girri hue mairi soch nahin, woh bhikaren hai… (Added in rash as…) Apna ptti mrr gaya hai tou mairy ptti py nazrien lgga li hain uss ny…! (Daya just turned his face away in disgust–filled–rage, still trying his best not to break her face, where Amavasya added to herself while fuming in anger as…) Itni himmet uss ki…! Ouqat kya hai uss ki, humary tukro'n py pllny wali doo takkay ki bhikaren…! Mairy Daya ko hath lggaya tou lggaya kaisy uss ny, kaisy lggaya hath…! (And striking something, still looking at the floor with her eyeballs moving really fast…) Hath, Daya ko hath… (And uttered to herself in shock–filled–realization as…) Daya k hath…
And instantly turning her shocked–possessive gaze towards Daya's hands, she looked at his face to find him looking away hence leaving towards him the same second, Amavasya clutching his wrist, rashly pulled him with himself inside the bathroom…
Bathroom…
And reaching near the washbasin…
Amavasya with jerk freeing his wrist, ordered him in rage–filled–aggressiveness as: Hath dho foren apny, jaldi…
Daya looking quite annoyed and in anger, replied her heatedly as: Dimagh k sath mein ab aankhien bhi kharab ho gaien hain kya tumhari, dikh nahin raha main ny wapis aa k shower lia hai, psycho aurat…
And jerking his head, he tried to leave from there when Amavasya grabbing his arm pulled him back, turning his enraged gaze towards herself where…
Amavasya pointed finger at him in warn–filled–anger as: Apni iss baelagam zaban ko lagam dy k rakho tum Daya aur yeh shower ly k mairy py kya ahsan jitta rahy ho tum, haan…? (Asked him burningly as…) Mnn nahin ker raha tha kya apny shareer sy uss bhikaren…
Daya cut her in extreme strict tone as: Aagy aik shabd nahin bolna ab tum, main pehly hi tumhari bohut bkwas brdasht ker chuka hoon, easa na ho maira hath uth jaye ab tum py…
Amavasya looking at him with fiery eyes, asked him in audible whispered chewing–fuming tone as: Hath dho apny issi samey mairy samny… (And the next moment yelled at his face in rage as…) HATH DHO…!
Daya inhaling a long deep breath to somehow calm himself down, turned towards the washbasin and in anger–filled–annoyance started washing his hands, hoping it would shut her up…
When moving forward…
Amavasya aggressively took charge with: Itni mohabbat sy dhony ka nahin kaha main ny…
And rashly removing the bandage from his hand, she herself started washing his hands, making Daya flinched loudly in pain because in her insanity to wash his hands as per her standards and demand, she had violently scratched the skin of Daya's hands with her long nails, causing them bleed now but she couldn't care any less…
When roughly freeing his hands now…
Amavasya started washing her own hands with: Main ny kabhi sapny mein bhi nahin socha tha k mujhy tumhien hath dhona bhi seekhana prry ga Daya… (And closing the tap, turned towards him in rage with…) Aur na hi yeh k main tumhary liye kafi nahin hoon gi… (Extreme anger–filled–hardness came on Daya's face where Amavasya looking at him with fiery eyes, asked him in enraged tone as…) Issi liye milna chahty thy na tum uss bhikaren sy, haan…? Uss rooz baiti ko bachaty samey, dil uss ki maa py…
And she stopped with a tight slap on her face where…
Daya looking at her in extreme anger, chewed out the words as: Main ny tumhien kaha tha k apni yeh baehouda bkwas bnd ker lo tum… (Amavasya looked at him with fuming moist eyes where Daya looking piercingly in her eyes, completed in same enraged tone as…) Hr insan tumhari tarhan sirf hvvas sy bhrra hua nahin hota hai Amavasya Shastri Raizada, yaad rakhna yeh baat…
And throwing another fiery look at her, Daya stepped towards the door when…
Amavasya's enraged–moist voice reached his ears as: Main tou yaad rkh lun gi yeh baat lekin tumhari yadasht ko kya ho gaya hai Daya…? (Daya turned towards her in anger–filled–question where she looked in his eyes with red–moist eyes, adding in burning–fuming tone as…) Subah mein hi tou btaya tha tumhien k mujh py hath uthana tumhary sggo'n ko kitna bharri prr sakta hai, itni jaldi bhool gaye tum…?! (Worry lines started appearing on Daya's forehead now where leaving near him, Amavasya grabbing his collar, looked deep in his eyes in enraged audible whispered tone as…) Yun bhi tumhari uss chahny wali py tou mujhy pehly hi bohut ghussa hai… (Chewed out the words in extreme hate as…) Mnn tou ker raha hai k uss k dono hath turwany k sath sath, uss ki dono aankhien bhi nikalwa dun main… (And she looked in those scared-worried eyes with…) Kya hua, drr lg raha hai tumhien, haan…? (And she nodded to him in rage as…) Achha hai, drro… (And bringing her face so close to him that now her sinus was falling on his face, she told him in extreme hate as…) Kyun k sasty mein nahin chhorny wali main uss bazaru aurat ko…!
And…
Daya couldn't help the uttering in real helplessness–filled–pain as: Amavasya please…!
Amavasya asked him in rage-filled-tease as: Kyun, bura lgga tumhien, haan…? (Told him in chewing–angry tone as…) Jb aik bahir wali aurat k liye aik shadi-shuda mard apni patni py hath uthaye tou easi aurat ko duniya yehi pukarti hain, samjhy tum…?!
And freeing his collar she rashly pushed him back, still looking at him in anger while…
Daya asked her in injured-angry tone as: Aur jo aurat kisi ghair mard ka apaharan [Kidnapping] kerwa k, gun-point py uss sy aik kaghaz k tukry py sign ly k, din–raat ussy apni hvvas ka nishana bnaye, easi aurat ko tumhara samaaj kya kehta hai Amavasya Shastri Raizada…?
Amavasya fuming in anger, replied him in burning-angry tone as: Js ko tum hvvas keh rahy ho woh maira haq hai tum py… (Daya just turned his face away in anger–filled–injured way, when leaving near him, Amavasya grabbing his face with jerk made him look towards herself and looking deep in his eyes, added as…) Aur kya chahty thy tum, haan…? Bina shadi k hi tumhary sath rehny lgti main, haan…? (Daya just closed his eyes in pure disgust with Amavasya's poisonous voice kept on reaching to his ears as…) Mujhy lggny lgga hai Daya k tum shaid humary rishty ko iss liye swikar nahin kerna chah rahy kyun k yeh rishta tumhien janam dainy walon k beech kabhi raha hi nahin ho ga…! (Daya opening his eyes with jerk looked at her with cracks in his eyes while Amavasya nodded to him in cold–poisonous way with…) That's why you have utter disregard towards this relation, it's in your blood… (A drop of agony slipped down from Daya's eye where with her ego satisfied now, Amavasya with jerk freeing his face, moved back with…) Aur raha sawal tumhien yun yahan lany ka tou tum mairy mangetrr thy, mairy circle mein yeh baat sb ko ptta hai aur humari mangni ko fake keh k mujh sy doour jany ki koshish tum ny ki thi, mujh sy shadi sy inkaar bhi tum ny kia tha… (Added in pinching-teasing way as…) Lekin main unn kamzoor dukhiyari larkion mein sy nahin hoon jn k liye tumhari woh move-on jaisi phrase bnni hai… (Aggressively grabbing Daya's face, looked deep in his hurting eyes with…) Main apna haq laina jaanti hoon achhy sy… (And moving her face closer to his, completed as…) And lastly, aik patni ko yeh duniya hamesha aik patni hi kehti hai, sawaye tumhary…!
And roughly freeing his face she turned to leave from there, when pushing back all the pain, hurt, ache, humiliation, everything he was feeling inside himself…
Daya hurriedly stepping forward, grabbing her arm stopped her worriedly while turning her towards himself with: Kahan ja rahi ho tum…?
Amavasya looked at him piercingly with: Tum sy tou sawal-jawab ho gaye mairy, kisi aur sy kerny rehty hain abhi…
And she tried to jerk his grip away but…
Daya didn't lose his grip on her arm with: Amavasya aik baar shanti sy mairi baat suuno please…
Amavasya looked at him heatedly with: Maira bazu chhoro Daya…!
Daya still not removing his grip though had loosened it a little, tried again in frustration–filled–worry as: Amavasya please, mairi behen jaisi hain woh, kaho tou raakhi bndhwa lun unn sy main…?!
Amavasya with jerk freeing her arm, clapped sarcastically with: Bohut khoub… (Asked him burningly as…) Aik baar mein tassali nahin hue kya jo dobara mil…
Daya couldn't help the angry roar with: Amavasya…! (Amavasya got quiet though kept looking at him heatedly where Daya thinking of trying a different approach now to deal with that filthy–minded–psycho, inhaling a long deep breath, looked at her sternly with…) Tumhien samajh nahin aa raha kya Amavasya k tum jo yeh girra hua ilzaam Sohan ki vidhva py lgga rahi ho, uss sy sawal tum mairy character py bhi utha rahi ho…! (Amavasya just jerked her head fumingly while looking away now when seeing the chances of that approach could be working, Daya added in same stern tone as…) Tumhien ager mairy character py itna hi shak tha tou tumhien mujh sy 'shadi' nahin kerni chahiye thi, iss sy hum dono ki hi zindagian sakoon mein rehtien…
Amavasya jerked her head annoyingly with: Achha theek hai, tum dobara sy na shuru ho jao ab, nahin utha rahi main tumhary character py koe sawal… (Daya exhaled a relax sigh but the very next moment, Amavasya looking at him piercingly, added as…) Aur main yun tumhara mujh py hath uthana bhi maaf ker sakti hoon Daya kyun k baat tumhary character ki thi… (Daya had started looking worried again feeling the heat of her tone where Amavasya continued getting angry again as…) Lekin uss bhikaren ny tumhien hath lggany ki himmet ki hai… (Completed in stiff tone as…) Aur iss baat ki szza ussy zaror mily gi…
And before she could turn…
Daya hurriedly stopped her worriedly as: Amavasya please, Sohan k privar sy milny ki baat main ny ki thi, tumhien jo szza daini hai mujhy doo lekin please unn logon sy doour raho… (And receiving only cold–piercing look from the other end, Daya literally pleaded to her now as…) Amavasya please, main ny unn sy wada kia hai k unhien mairy karen koe takleef nahin pohanchy gi… (And he joined his hand in front of her with…) Main tumhary hath joorta hoon Amavasya, please…
Amavasya inhaling a long deep breath, looked at him in cold–piercing way with: Kuchh zada hi daya nahin hai tumhary mnn mein Sohan k privar k liye, hmm…?! (Daya looked at her in pain–filled–helplessness where smoothly pulling his hands down, Amavasya in seductive–teasing way traced her forefinger's nail from his temple towards his chin with…) Khair, tumhien tou main kabhi koe szza dy hi nahin sakti mairy Daya… (Daya just gulped down a aching breath while looking away where Amavasya slowly rubbing her thumb on his cheek now, added seductively as…) Tumhary liye tou mairy paas sirf mohabbat hai, baeinteha mohabbat… (Daya just closed his eyes flinching in aching–hurt with her placing a soft kiss on his cheek when moving back, Amavasya moved back with…) Aur yeh kya mairy Daya, aik taraf tum apny character py sawal uthny py ghussa ho rahy ho aur dosri taraf chnd hi minto'n ki mulaqat mein tumhary wady bhi ho gaye uss bhikaren sy… (Daya looked at her wounded-ly in disgust while Amavasya gave him a broad teasing smile with…) Tum tou brry chhupy–rustam nikly yar, very impressive…!
Daya, for whom the safety of those innocents was a priority now, tried to reply in as much calm–convincing tone as he could manage with: Amavasya mujhy Sohan ki mout ka bohut zada guilt hai aur tum achhy sy jaanti ho yeh baat… Main wahan sirf maafi maangny gaya tha, iss k elawa aur koe wajah nahin thi, pleasa maira vishvas kro, main…
And he stopped seeing the latter's raised hand to stop him where…
Amavasya in relaxed way wrapping her arms around his neck, looked deep in those agitated pain–filled eyes with: Ab jb tum itna keh rahy ho tou ker laiti hoon main tumhara vishvas, ab aakhir itni bhi zalim nahin hoon na main… (Daya looked at her in extreme pain where Amavasya, now slowly rubbing her hand in his hair, looked deep in his eyes with…) Bs aik baar mairi aankhon mein daikh k bol doo k tum sirf mairy ho… (Daya could feel his eyes burning with rage and agony where Amavasya added while stressing on her words as…) Just say 'I love you Mrs. Amavasya Daya'… (Daya just turned his gaze away having both fire and water present in his eyes where Amavasya moving near his ear, completed in seductive whisper as…) And I will believe you, I promise…
And placing a little hard kiss on his cheek, and only increasing his hate–filled–helplessness, Amavasya moved back…
When seeing Daya was looking away for a while now…
Amavasya told him in straight tone as: Daikho mairy pyary Daya, patient insan mairy Dad zaror hain, main nahin… (And placing her forefinger under his chin, she turned his face towards herself and looking deep in those aching–hurting eyes, told him in arrogant–entitled tone as…) I don't like to wait sweetheart, hmm…?
And she smiled at him coldly where for few moments Daya kept looking at her in hate–filled–injured way and then closing his eyes, inhaled a long deep breath while trying to visualize those innocent–scared faces whose lives and safety was directly linked with his acts, hence gulping down a moist breath, opening his eyes and looking in the latter's eyes that were shining with pride and lust…
Daya while trying to suppress the wave of rage inside himself and hurting heart and soul, finally forced out the demanded words as: I love you, Mrs. Amavasya Daya…
Bringing a broad smile on the latter's face where Daya had just turned his face away while roughly wiping off the drops of agony from his face…
Where…
Amavasya leaning over him, happily hugged him with: I love you too my dear husband… (Daya was standing there with grinding teeth and using every last fiber of his strength not to just throw her away from himself when moving back, Amavasya making him look towards herself, told him in relaxed–smiley tone as…) I know tumhary liye yeh kehna thora mushkil tha… Don't worry, I understand, pehli baar mein apni feelings confess kerna usually sb ko hi mushkil lgta hai… (Daya just turned his gaze away in hate–filled–rage as he really wanted to give her the answer of her that credulity but kept silence knowing well that any words from his side could trigger the wrath from her side on those innocents where Amavasya placing her hand on his cheek with her fingers disappearing in the latter's hair, softly started rubbing her thumb on his cheek while looking at him intensely with…) Ab hr koe mairi tarhan confident tou nahin ho sakta na k js samey apni mohabbat confess ki ussi samey apny dulhy ko propose bhi ker dia… (And she chuckled proudly where Daya kept looking away in aching silence when making him look towards herself, Amavasya looking deep in his eyes, told him in meaningful–cold smile as…) Lekin chinta ki koe baat nahin hai mairy Daya, ab jb tum baar baar mujh sy apni mohabbat ka iqrar kro gy tou dheery dheery tumhien aadat ho jaye gi aur phir aik din tumhien ptta bhi nahin chaly ga aur tum apny dil mein chhupi mairy liye mojoud mohabbat ko pehchan lo gy, hmm…?!
Daya whispered to her in shock–filled–pain as: Baar baar…?
Amavasya while moving back nodded to him in relaxed smile with: Of–course handsome, mohabbat ka izhar tou jitni baar bhi ho kmm hai, right…?
Daya, feeling the rage and ache inside him was only increasing by every passing moment, tried to leave the spot with: Amavasya peichhy htto please, mujhy bahir jana hai…
But…
Amavasya kept standing there blocking his way with: Chaly jana bahir bhi lekin ab jb sb hisaab-kitaab clear kerny lggy hi hain tou pehly sb clear tou ho jaye…
Daya looked at her confusingly with: Kya matlab…?
Amavasya in cold–lust–filled smile removed the hair strand from his forehead with: Matlab yeh mairy Daya k iss baat ka tou vishvas mujhy aa gaya hai k tum sirf mairy ho… (Daya just turned his gaze away in anger–filled–ache–and–helplessness where Amavasya running her fingers in his hair, asked him coldly as…) Lekin uss bhikaren ka kya…? (Daya looked at her in worry–filled–alert–questioning way, listening to her adding angrily as…) Uss py mujhy ab bhi bohut ghussa hai, bohut zada… (Daya kept looking at her in pain–filled–tension where Amavasya smiled at him in cold–meaningful way as…) Aur kyun k maira dayalu ptti uss bhikaren sy kuchh wada ker aaya hai iss liye ab main tumhien aik moqqa daina chahti hoon uss waddy ko pura kerny ka… (And grabbing his collar she started stepping towards him, forcing him to step back until he was almost squeezed between her and the wall behind and Amavasya lustfully traced his lips with her forefinger, adding seductively as…) My advice to you is not to waste the golden chance sweetheart… (And looking deep in those pleading eyes, she completed with a monstrous smile on her face with…) Earn it, like you mean it…
And with her one hand disappeared in his hair, she closed his nose with her other hand making Daya tightly closed his eyes in great misery–filled–helplessness, with the drops of agony rapidly rained down on his face while Amavasya remained busy in enjoying her monstrosity and finally the need for air made her pull away from the slow–deep kiss and…
Amavasya still breathing heavily, little aggressively wiped her thumb on his lips with: You need a lot of practice, love… (Daya just turned his face away while roughly wiping off his face in disgust–filled–agony where Amavasya bowing near his ear, whispered in playful–seductive tone as…) But worry not, main hoon na, dheery dheery sbbb seekha dun gi main tumhien… (And Daya closed his eyes that were burning with ache feeling her lips on his ear, when moving back, Amavasya cupping his face looked deep in his eyes with…) Aur haan all thanks to me, even after your quite sloppy effort, she is forgiven… (Daya just gulped down a hurting–aching breath in relief while Amavasya placing a soft kiss on his nose–tip, completed as…) See you outside…
And giving a soft pat on his cheek, she soon left the bathroom completely where Daya turned towards the washbasin, with the rain of salty storm already washing his face in speed now…
The Room…
Few minutes later, Daya, with red puffed–up eyes and face, emerged from the bathroom to find only Amavasya present there in the room while the room–door was closed now, making him pause at his place in agitated–fear…
When realizing his presence in the room, Amavasya turned and the same moment noticing his gaze on the door…
Amavasya paused for a moment and then thinking something, uttered coldly as: 3241… (Jerking Daya out from his scared thoughts and he turned his gaze towards her while Amavasya grabbing a seat on the bed, shrugged in relaxed way as…) Iss kamry k drwazy ka code… (Daya looked at her in shock–filled–alert where Amavasya winked at him smilingly with…) A favor done in good faith…
Daya smiled in broken–injured way as: Favor ya mairi baebssi daikhny ki tumhari aik aur koshish, kyun k tum achhy sy jaanti ho k main aaj unn nirdosho'n ko ly k tumhary baap k kiye gaye intezam khud daikh aaya hoon aur main kabhi jaanty boujhty apny karen unn ki zindagi khatry mein nahin daalo'n ga…
Amavasya laughed in amused way while throwing her head behind with: Oh Daya, bohut daya hai yar tum mein, sach mein… (And inhaling a long pleasant breath, she moved back and looked at him in teasing smile with…) Aur tumhary ander itni daya ka hona maira dosh tou nahin hai na, mairy Daya, hmm…? (Daya turning his gaze away had just gulped down an enraged breath while she added in relaxed–smiley tone as…) Not that I am complaining… (Exhaled appreciatively as…) Yeh tou achhi baat hai, in–fact bohut achhi baat hai… (Daya looked at her with pure hate where Amavasya winked at him in amused way as…) Mairy liye… (Daya jerking his head, turned his face away in anger–filled–annoyance when unintentionally took a back step while standing there in alert now, noticing from the corner of his eyes that Amavasya had stood up, where now slowly leaving towards him, Amavasya added teasingly as…) Woh kya hai na, pichhli baar tum ny apny dimagh k istemal ka jo natija daikha tha, main nahin chahti k waesa hi koe natija tum dobara daikho… (Daya just closed his eyes in real pain remembering those innocent–hope–filled eyes while Amavasya taunted him teasingly as…) Aur phir ab tou tum vachanbnd bhi ho… (And she scoffed with her cold–taunting voice kept getting closer to him as…) Iss liye main ny socha iss baar main khud hi btta dun tumhien code… (And now already approaching him, Amavasya lightly placed her hand on the latter's chest over his heart, bringing a shudder in Daya's body and only hardness on his face who kept looking away with his injured hands closed in tight fists as his meek effort in hope that his that physical pain would somehow decrease his emotional pain though it didn't, while Amavasya's teasing–taunting voice kept on falling on his eardrums as…) Ta k tumhary iss nazuk sy dil py koe aur boujh na aaye… (And slightly removing his shirt's collar, she placed a light kiss on his chest, only increasing the agony of the latter who couldn't do anything except kept standing there in anguish when moving back, Amavasya grabbing his chin and making him look at herself, told him while giving stress on her words as…) Kyun k ab ki baar tumhien apny dil ka boujh halka kerny ka moqqa nahin mil skky ga, mairy Daya, samajh rahy ho tum mairi baat, hmm…? (Daya nodded while gulping down a silent breath where Amavasya nodded back in small smile while giving a light pat on his cheek with…) Good… (And moving back, she left towards the bed with…) Wasey tumhien ptta hai Daya, iss farmhouse sy kuchh hi doouri py aik jungle hai… (Daya looked at her in confusion where Amavasya now sitting on the bed with crossed legs, looked deep in his eyes with…) Aur uss jungle mein aik dlldll hai… (Worry–filled–alert came in Daya's eyes while Amavasya leaning back on the bed, having her upper body's weight on her hands with her palms placed on the bed, started looking at the ceiling adding in relaxed tone while as…) Mujhy kafi samey sy bohut utsaah [Excitement to know or find] hai yeh jaan'nny ki k ager kisi k hath-paaon bandh k dlldll mein phainka jaye tou woh kitni daer mein doubby ga…? Doubby ga bhi ya nahin…? (Shock–filled–fear started appearing in Daya's eyes where Amavasya moving her gaze away from the ceiling, looked straight in his eyes in teasing-cold smile as…) Aur sirf doubby ga hi kyun, doubby gi kyun nahin…?! Woh bhi doo masoom bchchon k samny…!
Daya restlessly stepped towards her in real fear–filled–panic as: Tum ny mujhy kaha tha k tum ab unhien koe nuqsan nahin pohanchao gi, tum…
Amavasya clicking her tongue stood up while shaking her head and right hand's forefinger in No with: Na na na, main ny kaha tha k main ny uss bhikaren ko maaf ker dia hai… (Smiled at the latter playfully with…) There is a difference sweetheart…
Daya moving his gaze around in the room, glanced over the closed room-door and turned towards Amavasya again with: Raka kahan hai…? Tum ny bhaeja hai kya ussy kahin, woh yahin tha pehly…
Amavasya enjoying his agitation and having a big smile on her face, blinked with a nod as: Hmm, main ny bhaeja hai ussy… (Looking deep in his agitated eyes, completed while giving stress on her words as…) Zarori kaam sy…
And she smiled at him where…
Daya hurriedly leaving near her, stopped a few steps away from her with: Ussy bulao, mm-mujhy kaam hai uss sy…
Amavasya chuckled playfully with: Achha, aur kya kaam hai tumhien uss sy…?
Daya worriedly wiping his hand on his face, pointed towards the TV with: Tt-TV… (Nodded to her with…) TV on kerwana hai mujhy uss sy, bulao ussy issi samey… (Amavasya gave him a piercing smile resulting him adding worriedly as…) Please…!
Amavasya, who in her sick mind was playing a prank on him by scaring him like that and now feeling like it was enough, laughed out aloud as: Oh mairy pyary masoom ptti dev, tumhary sath khail k kitna mzza aata hai yar… (Daya looked at her in extreme pain–filled–injured way, feeling equally disgusted and shocked on her words while she playfully tried to pull his cheek in fun but Daya had roughly jerk her hand away which to his good luck, she didn't mind at-all as she was feeling quite elated and joyous on her successfully laid prank and could see him as a sore loser, hence she appreciated the latter teasingly as…) You are seriously a true fun to play with Daya…
And she chuckled again where…
Daya trying to keep the rage, disgust, hate, everything he could be feeling at the moment, aside, uttered in straight tone as: Amavasya, Raka sy keh k TV on kerwao please…
Amavasya looked at playfully with: Mujh py vishvas nahin hai kya tumhien…?
Daya without missing a beat, shook his head with: Nahin…
Amavasya pouted in fake shock as: Ouch, that hurts you know… (Daya kept looking at her in firm way where Amavasya leaving close to him now, looked deep in his eyes with…) They are safe… (And she placed her hand on Daya's head in playful smile with…) Mujhy mairi jaan sy pyari mohabbat ki qasam, bs…?
Daya inhaled a deep breath while trying to stand strong, repeated more firmly this time as: Mujhy unhien daikhna hai Amavasya, aur main tum sy mujhy unn k paas ly jany ka nahin keh raha, bs aik baar yeh TV on kerwa doo please, ager woh theek hain tou tumhien iss baat mein koe problem nahin hona chahiye…
With her pleasant body-language was completely gone now…
Amavasya looked at him sternly with: Uss bhikaren k paas tou ab tum kabhi jao gy bhi nahin Daya iss liye easi koe khawahish kabhi kerna bhi mtt… (And looking in his helpless gaze, told him in cold–strict way as…) Aur rahi baat mujhy ks baat sy problem hona chahiye aur ks sy nahin tou iss baat ka faisla kerny ka haq tumhary paas nahin hai, samjhy…?
Daya tried again feeling helplessly in pain and angry with: Amavasya pl…
But…
Amavasya raised her hand to stop him annoyingly with: Bohut ziddi ho tum Daya… (Helplessness just increased in Daya's eyes while she sighed, nodding to him like was doing him a huge favor with…) Theek hai, tumhary mnn ki shanti k liye bula daiti hoon Raka ko, khush ab…?
Daya nodded in pain–filled–relief as: Thank you…
Amavasya looked at him in warn–filled–strictness as: Formalities chhoro bs aik baat aaj hi achhy sy suun aur samajh lo… (And placing her hand on his cheek, started rubbing her thumb on his cheek with…) Mujhy sach mein bohut utsaah hai dlldll wali mystery solve kerni ki lekin ab tk moqqa nahin mila… (Looked in the latter's hurting eyes in dangerously cold way as…) Aur mujhy aagy kabhi yeh moqqa milta hai ya nahin yeh tumhary hath mein hai Daya iss liye ab sy apny haththon ko zrra qabbu mein rakhna aur hamesha yaad rakhna k humien tou aik aur easa ghareeb lachar privar brri aasani sy mil jaye ga lekin woh bchchy apna baap khony k baad, apni maa bhi kho dien gy… (And she completed in cold-heartless way as…) Aur easey annat bchchon k sath yeh duniya kya kerti hai, aur unhien kn kn naamo'n sy bulati hai, yeh sb mujhy tumhien bttany ki zarorat nahin hai bilkul, right…?!
And the wounded soul inhaled a sharp–helpless breath with Amavasya placing a soft kiss on his lips when moving back…
Amavasya adjusting his shirt and dusting off the invisible dust from his shoulders, stepped back and taking a thorough look at him, nodded with: Hmm, theek hai ab… (And moving out from his way, signaled him towards the electronic-pad with…) Ab aik kaam kro, jao aur ja k jo code btaya hai woh punch–in kro… (Daya looked at her in real shock–filled-question where Amavasya smiled at him teasingly as…) Itna hairan hony ki zarorat nahin hai, sirf code punch–in kerny ka kaha hai, kamry sy nikalny ka nahin… (Daya just turned his gaze away still not sure either she was mocking him or was being serious while Amavasya shrugged in relaxed way with…) Yun bhi tumhary code punch–in kerny sy doo hi baatien hoon gi, ya tou drwaza khul jaye ga, ya nahin khuly ga, simple… (And seeing him still not leaving, Amavasya sighed disappointedly with…) Arrey bhae jaoo… (Daya looked at her looking puzzled while she nodded to him with…) Apna woh goud lia priwar daikhna hai na tum ny, ab drwaza khuly ga tabhi Raka ko bulaon gi na main, jao shabash…
Daya inhaling deeply and still looking quite unsure and confused, slowly left towards the door, thinking of it as an another sick game of that psycho who must be standing there amused, waiting to see him failing…
When reaching near the room–door he once again turned towards her, wondering what was going on in her mind, where…
Amavasya nodded to him while eyeing him towards the electronic–pad with: 3241…
Daya gulping down a confused breath, turning towards the electronic-pad, inhaled a long deep breath and finally punched–in the digits, waiting to hear Amavasya's loud mocking laugh but to his extreme shock, the door got opened, resulted he unintentionally instantly turned towards Amavasya to receive a teasing smile from there…
Where turning her gaze towards the door now before it could automatically get closed again…
Amavasya uttered a little aloud as: Ander aa jao tum dono…!
And moments' later, Raka followed by Govind entered in the room when seeing her standing at quite a distance from the room–door but still feeling someone present near the door, Raka turned his gaze in little confusion towards his side and came in huge shock seeing Daya standing there and…
Raka uttered loudly while reaching for his Taser–gun as: Tum…!
But before he could grab his Taser–gun…
A loud authoritative voice echoed in the room as: Ruuk jao Raka… (Raka turned towards the source of the voice listening to her completing as…) Main ny kaha tha Daya ko code punch–in kerny ka…
Raka exclaimed in real shock as: Aap ny…?!
Amavasya nodded teasingly as: Tumhien koe aetraz hai…?
Raka still in his shocked phase, could not help the words as: Lekin madam aap ny Daya ko code kyun…
And he shut right there as, as soon as those words escaped his mouth, he had started regretting them immensely, seeing only hardness increasing on the latter's face where with her piercing gaze still fixed at him…
Amavasya arrogantly started leaving towards him with: Govind bahir intezar kro…
Govind left the same second with the room door got closed again where Raka was no more lifting his gaze up from the floor, looking quite nervous and regretful…
Where stopping just a step or two away from Raka…
Amavasya quite fumingly gave quite a hard slap on his face with: Yeh thapper tumhien tumhari ouqat nahin bhoolny dy ga ab kabhi… (And grabbing his face, with jerk made him look towards herself while telling him in heated enraged tone as…) Aik baat yaad rakhna tum Raka, mairy Dad zrra sy paisa phainkien gy tou tum sy behter dus Raka mil jaien gy unhien lekin Amavasya Shastri Raizada dosri nahin mily gi… (And freeing his face with jerk, asked him in quite aloud enraged tone as…) Mairy baap ny aaj tk kabhi mairy kisi faisly py sawal nahin uthaya tou tumhari kya ouqat hai, himmet kaisy hue tumhari mujh sy sawal kerny ki…? Mairi marzi hai main Daya ko kamry ka code bttaon, unn bhikarion tk pohanchny ka raasta bttaon, ya chahy iss farmhouse sy nikaal dun ussy, maira hai woh, mairi jo marzi aaye gi main ussy bttaon gi aur jo chahy kron gi, tum hoty koun ho mujh sy sawal kerny waly, ouqat kya hai tumhari…?
Raka struggling to find back his voice though still not lifting his gaze up from the floor, tried in broken words as: Ss-sorry madam, sorry, woh bs aik dmm sy, sorry madam, dobara easi ghalati nahin ho gi, sorry…
Amavasya inhaling a long deep breath to calm down herself, told him in strict tone as: Dad tum py bohut bharosa kerty hain Raka aur tum ny apni wafadari bohut baar sabit ki hai, sirf iss baat ka laehaz kerty hoye Govind ko bahir bhaeja hai main ny kyun k yahan tum unn sb k Boss ho, lekin sirf unn k, iss liye dobara apni limits mtt bhoolna kabhi… (Raka nodded still looking down where Amavasya warned him sternly as…) Aaj hi aaj mein yeh tumhari dosri ghalati ho gae hai Raka, ab teesri nahin honi chahiye warna main ussy tumhari zindagi ki aakhri ghalati bnna dun gi, understood…?
Raka nodded to her apologetically with: Jee, jee madam, bohut shukriya iss aakhri moqqay ka, thank you…
Amavasya exhaling arrogantly instructed him as: Bahir intezar kro tum bhi, aur haan… (Raka glanced over her in alert–filled–obedience while she instructed him extreme strictly as…) Tumhien yeh baat tou samajh aa hi gae ho gi k mairi permission k baghair iss kamry ka code change nahin ho ga, hmm…?
Raka nodded to her assuredly with: Jee, jee madam, bilkul…
Amavasya nodded to him with: Jao ab…
Raka nodding to her left from there the same second when jerking her head, Amavasya turned her gaze towards near the door where Daya was earlier standing to find the place empty, making her shocked and scared hence she hurriedly turned in the room to soon exhale a relax sigh, seeing him sitting there in the room's corner with his head buried in his knees hence…
Amavasya leaving towards him, uttered in relaxed tone as: Yahan baithy ho tum, main tou drr hi gae thi…
Daya lifting his face up, looked at her in broken smile with: Kyun, tumhien lgga k main bhaag gaya hoon…? (And receiving a disappointed smile from the other end, he asked her in anger–filled–agony as…) Ager itna hi drr hai tumhien mairy bhaagny ka tou mujhy code bttaya hi kyun, kya sabit kerna chahti ho tum, kya khail khail rahi ho tum mairy sath ab, kya…?
Amavasya, who was already sitting beside him now, replied him in light-friendly tone as: Koe khail nahin khail rahi main, mairy Daya, aur na hi tumhary bhaagny ka soch k drri thi main… (And Daya tightly closed his eyes in real pain while gulping down a helpless–aching breath with Amavasya leaning against him had rested her head on his shoulder with…) Bs ager tum kuchh pal k liye bhi mujhy nazar na aao tou drr si jati hoon main… (Chuckled to herself with…) Bohut chahti hoon na tumhien main iss liye tou hr samey apni aankhon k samny daikhna chahti hoon tumhien… (Anger–filled–hate just increased in Daya's eyes, with him kept looking away in aching–helplessness when moving back, Amavasya slowly started running her fingers in his hair with…) Aur raha sawal k kya sabit kerna chahti hoon main tou bs itna hi k mairy Dad ny kuchh soch ker hi kaha tha k tumhari himmet toorny k liye tumhien uss kamry mein uss laash k sath rakhna zarori hai… (Daya felt an immense pain in his heart with the innocent–hope–filled eyes flashing in–front of his eyes while the latter's cold voice kept falling on his ears as…) Uss k baad chahy iss ghar k sb drwazy bhi khuly hoon, tum yahan sy nikalny ki himmet kabhi nahin kro gy… (And placing her folded forefinger under his chin, she made his injured–wounded gaze turned towards herself with…) And I trusted my Dad… (Daya just turned his moist gaze away where Amavasya pulling back her hand, added in confident smile as…) And I still do… (And placing a soft kiss on his jawline she moved back and stood up while casually clutching his hand with…) Anyway… (And she stopped abruptly listening to the latter's unintentional loud flinching voice and she turned to find him still sitting there with now tightly closed eyes and loosely closed fists hence easily getting the reason of his that flinch, Amavasya freed his hand with…) Issi kaam k liye bhaeja tha main ny Raka ko pehly bhi k Govind ko bula k laaye… (And now clutching his wrist, asked him casually as…) Khary ho, aur aa k bed py baitho, Govind sy tumhary haththon ki dressing kerwani hai mujhy…
Daya knowing well that any sort of resistance was useless, quietly stood up and followed her when moving aound the bed towards the room-door's side…
Amavasya casually freed his wrist with: Baitho tum… (And seeing him sitting there while looking away, she told him arrogantly as…) Aur haan, tumhary hath uss bhikaren k hath mein daikh ker jo takleef hue hai na mujhy… (Completed while pointing towards his violently scratched hands with…) Iss takleef ko uss takleef ka aik mamoli sa payback samajh lo, hmm…?!
And mockingly patting his shoulder, she left towards the room door where Daya roughly removed the evidence of his misery from his face in silence…
Soon…
Amavasya's voice reached Daya's ears again with: Govind ja k Daya k haththon ki dressing ker doo theek sy, aur uss ko thora pain hai tou koe pain–killer bhi dy daina… (With her completing little teasingly as…) Aur Raka tumhary Daya sir thora TV daikhna chahien gy…
Turning Daya's gaze first towards them, and then towards the TV screen as Raka had easily got her message and now trying his best not to–do any mistake even mistakenly, he had obeyed her the same instant, bringing a relaxed shade in Daya's eyes who felt a great relief inside himself seeing the three innocent souls present, were safe and he came out from his aching thoughts with a pinching sensation, resulted he instantly looked towards his arm, to find a needle piercing in his skin and…
Daya hurriedly asked him in fear–filled–shock as: Ks cheez ka injection dia hai tum ny mujhy…?
Govind glanced over him calmly while grabbing him the empty vial with: Painkiller hai…
Daya gulping down a scared breath almost snatched the vial from his hand, getting busy in reading it now where Amavasya just shook her head in arrogance–filled–disappointment when soon getting done from Daya's side and pulling out the vial from his loosely closed fist, Govind stood up and turned towards Amavasya but before he could speak anything, he was stopped by…
Amavasya's arrogantly raised hand with: Jao ab tum dono bhi…
Govind nodding to her, started leaving from there when seeing Raka still standing there, Amavasya looked at him with raised eyebrow in question hence…
Raka tried in scared–hesitant tone as: Sorry madam woh Daya k paon ki dressing kerni thi tou issi liye pehly…
And he was cut there with…
Amavasya's disappointed–rough voice as: Raka main ny yeh daikhny k baad hi k uss ka paaon chained nahin hai ussy code punch–in kerny ka kaha ho ga na, tabhi tou electronic–pad tk pohanch paya woh… (And jerking her head, she told Raka while stressing on her words as…) Aur ab bhi uss ki koe zarorat nahin hai… (Raka though was looking a little taken aback as now Daya knew the code too but this time Raka dared not to voice his thoughts when turning her gaze towards the hurting–wounded soul, Amavasya added in pinching smile as…) Chinta mtt kro Raka, tumhary Daya sir k ander bhagwan ny bohut daya bhrri hai, bohut perwah rehti hai inhien sb ki… (And she scoffed in amused–teasing way where Daya kept looking away in anger–filled–ache clearly sensing the mock in her tone when she turned towards Raka confidently with…) Kahin nahin jaye ga yeh, jao tum… (Raka though looking reluctant tried to leave when Amavasya's voice reached his ears again as…) Aur haan, jaty hoye woh toota hua tab bhi ly jao sath… (Raka nodding to her, left to obey her while Amavasya asked him as…) Wasey kitni daer chali thi tumhary Daya sir ki uss bhikaren sy baat-cheet…?
Raka replied her obediently as: Madam yehi koe dus minute…
Amavasya uttered in mocking–shock as: Dus minute…! (And she looked at Daya teasingly with…) Sirf maafi maangny k liye dus minute kuchh zada samey nahin hai, ptti dev…? (Daya just closed his eyes in disgust–filled–helplessness while grabbing the bed's rim tightly with his face still turned away where Amavasya left towards Raka with…) Achha Raka aik kaam kro tum… (And the sudden silence after those words made Daya turned his confused–worried gaze towards them while Amavasya completed in audible tone now as…) Theek hai, TV chalta rehny doo, jao ab tum aur drwazy py 'Do Not Disturb' ka card lgga daina…
Raka nodding to her left from there the same minute where…
Daya hurriedly approached Amavasya in fear–filled–panic as: Kya kaam kaha hai tum ny ussy…? (Amavasya looked at him in calm–cold way where Daya added in injured–anxious tone as…) Daikho Amavasya, pehly bhi tumhara baap apni baat sy pallat ker aik nirdosh insan ko maar chukka hai, ab ager tum bhi apni baat sy pallat gae tou maira tum logon pr vishvas kerna na–mumkin ho jaye ga… (And receiving a constant cold look in return, he added in moist–little loud–wounded tone as…) Main hr pal iss narak mein zinda iss liye nahin jll raha k tum unn logon ki zindagi bhi narak bnaye rakho… (Hardness came on Amavasya's face while Daya completed in same loud–worried–wounded tone as…) Apny inn paltu janwaron ko doour rakho unn nirdoshon sy Amavasya warna kahin easa na ho k main apny aur unn k liye iss pal–pal ki mout ki jagah, aik hi baar ki mout chuun lun, samjhi tum…?
And he roughly wiped off the drop of agony from his face while kept looking at her in enraged–injured way listening to…
Amavasya's loud mocking laugh with: Mout chuun lo, tum…? (And inhaling a long deep breath, she looked at the latter with cold-peircing gaze with…) Tumhien ks ny kaha k tumhien yahan khud sy kuchh chuun'nny ki aazadi hai, mairi jaan, hmm…? (Daya looked at her wounded-ly where Amavasya taking a step towards him, looked deep in his eyes with…) Lekin chalo, tumhary mnn ki khushi k liye mout chuun'nny ki aazadi dy hi daiti hoon main aaj tumhien… (Looked in dangerously-cold way deep in his eyes with…) Lekin sirf unn bhikario'n ki, apni nahin… (Daya looked at her in enraged–hate–filled–pain while she smiled in taunting–teasing way as…) Woh kya hai na mairy Daya k ager main ny tumhien tumhari mout chuun'nny ki aazadi dy di tou tumhari team, jo as per your superficial imaginations, yahan zaror pohanchy gi, ussy bohut dukh ho ga jb tumhary pujariya Dr. Salunkhy tumhara postmortem ker k yeh btaien gy k tum ny apni team ki taraf sy puri tarhan sy nirash ho k apni jaan hi ly li… (Shook her head in fake sad way with…) Tumhara woh jaan sy pyara bhai tou jeety jee mrr jaye ga… (And turning dangerously serious, told him in enraged tone as…) Aur tumhari jo… (Made air–quotes with…) Behen hai na… (Added despising-ly as…) Woh aur uss k bchchy bhi mairy kisi kaam k nahin rahien gy… (Daya looked at her with injured–helpless gaze with only coldness and arrogance staring back at him with…) Aur yeh maira tum sy wada raha mairy Daya k woh bhikaran bazaru ho ya nahin, lekin uss ki aik intehai dardnak mout k baad uss k baity ko Raka k saaye mein aur uss larki ko bazar mein, main khud pohanchao'n gi… (And she coldly removed the drops of blood oozed out from the completely broken soul's heart and had slipped from his eyes in the form of transparent pearls and now cupping his face, she looked deep in his eyes with…) Jaanti hoon main bohut achhy sy k tum jaisy nazuk dil ka insan jo k aik mamoli bhikari ki mout ka boujh nahin seh paa raha woh uss k pury privar ki brrbadi ka boujh kaisy seh paye ga, tum tou chaen sy mrr bhi nahin pao gy, mairy Daya… (And she smirked at him with only agony increasing on Daya's face where turning dead-serious the next second, she completed as…) Iss liye agli baar ager aatma–hatya ka khayal aaye tou aik baar yeh zaror soch laina k Amavasya Shastri Raizada jo kehti hai, woh ker k rehti hai, woh bhikaren aaj sirf iss liye bch gae kyun k tum ny ussy bcha lia, jb tum hi nahin raho gy tou unhien bchaye ga koun, hmm…? (And placing a soft kiss on his lips, she completely moved back with...) Zaror soch laina aik baar…!
And giving a mocking pat on his cheek, she left from there towards the bed while Daya just sat right where he was standing, like his legs had denied to carry his weight anymore with tears still rolling down from his eyes in silence…
Around a minute or so later, a voice from the TV grabbed their attentions and…
Amavasya placing the now capped water–bottle away, stood up while leaving towards the TV with: Hmm, pohanch gaya Raka kamry mein…
And she stopped after taking three four steps towards the wall Television was installed on, standing beside Daya now, who though was still looking in immense pain but wiping hands on his teary face had slowly stood up in confusion–filled–worry, seeing Raka present there with the scared family… When soon his confusion and worry had turned into shock, disbelief, disgust, anger, hate, and what not, after listening to the question Raka had asked Uma, and then he had left the room after listening to her answer that had reached to their ears too and…
Amavasya in light laugh repeated to herself the answer Uma gave with: Darogha saab jaisa, not bad… (And she looked towards Daya in same smile with…) Quite literal though, isn't it…?
Daya who was still in shock–and–anger, asked her stiffly as: Tumhien zrra bhi sharam nahin aai Raka ko Sohan ki vidhvah sy yeh pouchhvaty hoye k jo insan wahan unn k nirdosh ptti k apny samny qatal hony ki maafi maangny gaya tha, unn k liye woh insan kaisa hai…?
Amavasya making a face, replied carelessly as: Tou iss mein easa bhi kya ho gaya, tum tou hr baat ka hi issue bnna laity ho Daya… (Daya just turned his face away in frustration–filled–disgust while Amavasya added while looking at the TV screen with…) Yun bhi achhi khaasi tezz aurat hai yeh 'Sohan ki vidhvah', achhy sy jaanta hai yeh k tum forces mein ho… (And jerking her head she turned towards the latter with…) Aur phir mujhy yeh bhi tou jaan'nna tha k tumhary liye woh ho gi behen samman lekin uss k liye tum ks samman ho…?! (Anger–filled–disgust just increased in his eyes while he kept looking away when Amavasya took a relax sigh with…) Ab jaan lia hai tou ab sakoon ki neend aaye gi mujhy… (And she started to leave from there with…) Aur tumhien bhi itna bura feel kerny ki zarorat nahin hai, inn jaisy keery–makoro'n ki koun si koe izzat hoti hai, jo baeizzati ho gi, hunh…
And she jerked her head arrogantly when stopping in her track, turned towards Daya in confusion after listening to his loud laugh where…
Daya still having a big teasing–mocking smile on his face with his eyes burning with nothing but hate, uttered as: Sorry, bs tumhary mun sy izzat ki baat suun ker hassi nikl gae mairi… (Amavasya fumed in anger getting his pinch really well where Daya's teasing–mocking voice kept on reaching to her ears as…) Kitna bura lgta hai tumhary mun sy izzat jaisa shabbd Amavasya, seriously, very ironic…! (Amavasya kept looking at him fumingly while Daya looked in her eyes with pure hate, telling her as…) Dosry ki izzat py baat kerna bohut aasan hai, lekin ager dosron sy samey miley tou aik baar apny gerayban mein jhaank ker bhi zaror daikh laina k tum khud kahan khari ho… (Completed in hate–filled–tease as…) Ager mujh sy pouchho tou uss bhikaren sy tou kahin bohut peichhy…
And throwing another heated look at her, Daya tried to leave from there when…
Amavasya blocked his way with: Tumhara dosh nahin hai Daya… (Daya looked at her in questioning–heated way when stepping near him and looking fumingly in his hate–filled eyes, she added in chewing–heated tone as…) Dosron ki khaeraat ki hue cheezon py pllny walon ko kya ptta k asal mein izzat kehty kisey hain…! (Extreme hardness came on Daya's face, satisfying her ego, where grabbing his face now, she looked deep in his eyes heatedly with…) Apni zaban py yeh jo angary rakhy rehty hain na tum ny hr samey, inhien thanda ker lo ab, warna tumhari iss baelagam zaban ko easey lagaam daalon gi k iss janam mein tou kya, agly saat janmo'n mein bhi bolny k qabil nahin raho gy tum… (And she roughly freed his face with…) Aakhir tum jaisy arreal ghoory ko bhi lagaam daal hi di na main ny…! (And throwing another heated look at him, she left from there with…) Change kerny ja rahi hoon main, tassali ho jaye tumhari tou TV bnd ker daina…
And she completely left inside the bathroom where Daya for few more moments kept standing there burning in rage–filled–misery and then with fast steps leaving towards the TV socket, he with jerk pulled out the plug from there, showng his aggression over it…
Soon Amavasya returned in the room busy in tying the straps of her net robe she was wearing over her black colored full length silk sleeveless night gown… And glancing over the blank TV screen, she turned her gaze towards the bed to as usual find it empty hence her gaze automatically moved in the direction of the corner Daya prefer to sit to find him sitting there with his head buried in his knees hence exhaling heavily…
Amavasya started leaving towards the bed while asking him casually as: Wahan kyun baithy ho, soona nahin hai kya tum ny…? Aa jao, kafi raat ho rahi hai… (And having no reply from the other side, she turned towards the latter to find him still in the same posture hence she asked him disappointedly as…) Daya tumhien aawaz nahin aa rahi kya mairi…? (And still having no response from the other end, she uttered quite firmly now as…) Daya…!
Resulted…
Daya slowly moving back, reluctantly glanced over her with: Mm-mujhy neend nahin aa rahi abhi…
Amavasya replied him authoritatively as: Tumhien nahin aa rahi ho gi neend lekin mujhy aa rahi hai iss liye utho jaldi… (But still not having her desired result from the other side with him still sitting there, looking away while unknowingly squeezing more in the corner, had made Amavasya's calm look started changing into stiff–hard one and she repeated herself strictly this time as…) Daya utho aur aa k bed py laitto…
And noticing that that order had only increased the hardness–and–agitation in the latter's body–language, Amavasya changing her track left towards him who could listen to his own racing heart now when reaching near him, Amavasya angrily clutching his wrist tried to pull him up on his feet, turning his hate–filled–nervous–angry gaze towards herself and…
Amavasya looked straight in his eyes heatedly with: I don't take No for an answer Daya, you better keep it in your mind… (And throwing another heated look at him, she tried to pull him up on his feet again with…) Utho… (But only to stop the very next second because instead of standing, Daya with jerk had freed his wrist, pulling it back in his lap hence looking quite enraged now, Amavasya told him challengingly as…) Uss bed tk tou tum jao gy Daya, ab khud sy jao gy ya subah ki tarhan pohancha diye jao gy, choice is yours… (Daya looked at her in real anguish–filled–shock remembering all that humiliation and pain with his body–language also started getting loosened and Amavasya smirked at him winningly with…) I thought so too…
And grabbing his wrist again, she soon left from there while dragging Daya with herself who didn't resist anymore…
When reaching near the bed, Amavasya aggressively pulling Daya in–front of herself, hardly pushed him back, resulting Daya, who was not at–all ready for that push, hardly fell on the bed on his back with his legs dangling down from the bed and before he could understand anything, Amavasya sat over him while trying to pin his both arms on his sides but not being under the effect of any drug at the moment…
Daya instinctively reacted while easily and quite rashly freeing his wrists with: Chhoro mujhy, pagal janwar…
And just before he could throw her away from himself a rash slap hit his face with…
Amavasya aggressively grabbing his face, with jerk made him look towards herself with: Aaram sy baat tumhary dimagh mein nahin ghussti na Daya, haan…?! (Daya looked at her still shaking with rage while Amavasya, bowing over his face, aggressively squeezed his face in her hand with her voice gradually raising in anger as…) Kitni baar yaad kerwana prry ga tumhien k ab tum py aur tumhari zindagi py sirf mairi marzi chaly gi, you belong to me now… (Nearly shouted at his face as…) I own you…! (And she roughly freed his face while moving back with…) Aur ab yeh bin–paani ki machhli k jaisy trrpna bnd kro tum warna Govind sy keh k tumhary iss trrapny ka ellaj kerwana prry ga mujhy issi samey…! (Turning Daya's few moments' back resisting–denying body–language into an agitated–helpless one with his eyes loudly reflected the real fear–and–ache he felt listening to those words… Where easily noticing the prominent change in his few seconds' ago struggling body–language, Amavasya inhaling a long deep breath to calm down herself, in relaxed way started running her fingers on his bare arms with Daya was looking away now, having his face, that was having nothing but misery on it, turned to the other side and tears were rolling down from his eyes in silence while Amavasya's indifferent-cold voice kept on reaching to his ears as…) Aaj subah pehly tumhara pagalpan jhaila, phir party k naam py ghareeb bhikarion k liye fund-raising jaisa boring event attend kia, wapis aa k uss bhikaren k karen jo dimagh kharab hua don't even get me started there, aur ab iss sb k baad iss samey tk main itna thkk gae thi Daya… (And placing her hand on his cheek, she smoothly turned Daya's face towards herself and looking straight in his pleading–injured while completely ignoring his completely red–showered face, Amavasya with her free hand opened the knot of her robe with…) K ab sirf soona chahti thi main… (Daya just turned his face away again, sobbing now, where removing her hand from his face, Amavasya started taking off her robe with…) Tumhien mairi baat maan laini chahiye thi Daya aur mujhy ghussa nahin dilana chahiye tha… (And with that she threw her robe on the floor with…) Lekin chalo, ab aagy k liye sabaq hai yeh raat tumhary liye… (And grabbing the latter's chin, she with jerk made him look towards herself and looked deep in those teary eyes with…) Dus minute tk chala tha na tumhara maafi-naama, tou ab tumhien maaf kerny mein bhi main kmm-sy-kmm dus minute tou lun gi hi mairy Daya, hmm…?! (And Daya tightly closed his eyes with tears slipped down from his eyes in speed as Amavasya placed a soft–seductive kiss on his lips… When moving back, she indifferently wiped off the moisture from his face, making Daya look at her injuredly while Amavasya still rubbing her hand on his face, told him in cold smile as…) Now unless you would want to turn these beautiful minutes into lovely hours, I would suggest you to behave yourself and not to deny me my rights, hmm…?! (Daya just turned his gaze away with few more tears rolled down from his eyes in helplessness–filled–pain–and–humiliation where noticing his completely surrendered body–language now, Amavasya appreciated him casually while giving a light pat on his cheek with…) Good…
And she placed a soft kiss on his cheek that had brought a helpless–injured sob from his side when the very next moment, feeling her unbuttoning his shirt now…
Daya instantly grabbing her hands to stop her, turned his pleading–denying gaze towards her with: Amavasya pl…
But he was cut right there with the latter roughly freed her hands and…
Amavasya quite aggressively placed her forefinger on his lips with: Aawaz nahin bilkul… (Daya looked at her in extreme pain where placing her hand on his cheek, Amavasya quite hardly rubbed her thumb on his cheek with…) Mujhy majboor mtt kro Daya warna mairy paas aur bhi bohut tareeqy hain tum sy apna haq lainy k, iss liye… (And placing her forefinger on her own lips this time, she added in warn–filled–calm as…) Shhhhh… (And Daya tightly closed his eyes in agony–filled–helplessness seeing her bowing over his face again when stamping a light kiss on his forehead, Amavasya moving back again got busy in unbuttoning his shirt with…) Wasey aik tarhan sy achha hi kia tum ny mairi baat na maan k, ab raat k inn haseen palo'n k zariye aik taraf aik bohut na-khush'gawar din ka aik khush'gawar antt ho jaye ga aur dosri taraf tumhien yeh baat bhi aaj hi samajh aa jaye gi k ager maira mood tumhary karen spoil ho ga tou ussy theek kerny ki zimmedari bhi tumhari hi ho gi… (And with that she completely removed the shirt from his chest with Daya covering his face with his hand had turned his face as far away as he could while crying in low voice now where Amavasya shook her head disappointedly while carelessly fondling with his upper–body with…) Don't be so dramatic Daya, there is nothing I haven't seen already…
And she chuckled with Daya sobbed loudly feeling her lips against his skin… When soon dragging her rough kisses from his shoulder towards his collarbone, Amavasya had buried her face in his neck sidewise slowly crawling her hands towards his hands, while all the way feeling the skin of his arms, and now entwining their hands with each other, she pinned his arms above his head… While Daya kept lying there, once again helplessly burning in that agonizing hell alive, hoping it to–be over soon, knowing any reaction or resistance from his side would only turn that hopefully few minutes' brutality into hours of monstrosity…
Where on the other side, blinded by her lust, soon Amavasya had completely removed his shirt that too was lying on the floor with her robe now while she was madly busy in leaving different forms of marks of her selfish desires and inhumanity on his body…
And after around fifteen minutes, which had felt like an eternity of agony, torture, brutality, humiliation, disgust, and what not to him, Amavasya placing another deep rough kiss in his mouth pulled away with her satisfied ego, completely indifferent towards the hell he had went through and now looking at his red-showered face…
Amavasya seductively ran her fingers' back on his cheek with: Thank you for spoiling my mood…
And she chuckled while giving a quick peck on his lips, and then climbing down from him, finally moved on the bed now, with Daya slowly sinking down on the floor…
And now sitting on the floor, he was just crying and crying in low crying voice with his face buried in his palms, knowing it well that it wasn't the last time he had burned in that agonizing hell alive and only god knows for how many times he had to burn like that in that hell that was slowly killing him, one part at a time, each time…
Where on the other side, casually placing the lotion–bottle away…
Amavasya started unfolding the blanket with: Tum aa rahy ho Daya ya main lainy aaon…?
Resulted…
Daya moving back hurriedly in panic–filled–fear and pain, replied in moist–heavy voice as: Nahin, mm-main, main aa raha hoon, aa raha hoon main…
Amavasya nodded arrogantly while lying on the bed with: Hmm good, yun bhi tumhara yeh rona dhona tou ab hr samey ka hi ho gaya hai, kitny aansu ponchhu'n tumhary main, hunh…
And she jerked her head when the same moment noticing Daya had grabbed his shirt now and was going to wear it…
Amavasya stopped him with: Shirt pehn'nny mein time waste kerny ki zarorat nahin hai, baekar jaye gi mehnat, rehny doo…
Making Daya's grip got loosened on the shirt, resulted it soon slipped away from his hand on the floor alongwith salty pearls of anguish–and–helplessness…
When once again wiping off his hands on his completely showered face that had turned wet again the seconds' later, Daya slowly stood up and still sobbing silently, he sat there on the edge of the bed while grabbing the bed's rim tightly, with his bare back facing her… When seeing him sitting there like that, Amavasya playfully ran her fingers on his back, causing Daya instantly jump away from there in panic and pain and bringing a loud disappointed laugh from the evil's mouth while…
Amavasya still having a big arrogant smile on her face, told the latter as: Achha aa jao mairy sharmely ptti dev, koe shirarat nahin ker rahi main, aa jao… (And seeing him still not moving, Amavasya's face started turning hard now, telling him sternly as…) Ager mairi neend urr gae Daya tou soony main tumhien bhi nahin dun gi, hmm…?!
Daya looked at her in injured way to find only coldness and ego staring back at him hence gulping down a moist helpless breath, he slowly left towards the bed with every step forward weighed to him like there were mountains of anguish, helplessness, shame, misery, and everything he could feel at the moment, were tied with his feet…
When reaching near the bed, without giving himself any moment to think or even process where he was standing, he lied down there on his back, on the far edge of the bed and…
Amavasya having a satisfied smile on her face now, casually placed her hand on his arm with: Itny kinary py na laitto Daya, girr jao gy…
Daya knew resisting was useless hence he pretended to obey, bringing a disappointed sigh from the latter's side hence Amavasya pulling the blanket over the two, slid towards his side and placing a soft good night kiss on his cheek, she smoothly placed her head on his shoulder while hugging him around his chest… When still not satisfied, Amavasya pulling out Daya's left hand, entwined her right hands' fingers with his left hand's, so that now he could not pull back his hand and was forced to wrap his arm around her… And feeling satisfied now with her one arm wrapped around his chest and the other hand holding his hand, Amavasya placing a soft kiss on his chest closed her eyes happily to soon go into a sound sleep…
While on the other side, Daya was lying there wide awake with his red-hurting gaze fixed on the ceiling and salty pearls of anguish and misery quietly slipping down from his eyes…
Daya had no idea how many moments, seconds, minutes or hours had passed since he was lying there burning alive, when Amavasya's loosened grip on his hand pulled him out from his agonizing thoughts and inhaling deeply, he carefully untwined their hands and pulling back his hand, he kept lying there for few more moments without moving a muscle, just to make sure that the pure evil was asleep now… And once being sure about that, Daya very cautiously moved her away from himself as no matter how much he wanted to just throw that filth away from himself, he used every possible precaution not to wake her up because subconsciously he had started fearing her when she was awake, because whenever she was awake and alone with him in the same room, it had proved the most agonizing torturous time for him…
Finally slipping out from the bed and now standing on the floor with his heart loudly thumping against his chest and his hands shaking a little, Daya once again looked at her in fear to find her still asleep, making him unknowingly wiping hand on his sweat–filled face, and gulping down a scared–nervous breath, Daya slowly grabbing his shirt from the floor, tip–toed from there towards the room's corner, on his way wearing his shirt too…
Reaching in the corner of the room, he quietly sat there leaning against the wall, with his gaze unknowingly fell on the room–door… What a brutal thing Amavasya had done to him as she had provided him with the key of the lock but after clipping his wings first… He could simply stand and punching-in the code, could march out from that hell, later fighting his way out either from that farmhouse or from the world… Funny thing was, he couldn't care any less about it anymore…
Had it only been his life it could have been so easy, but three more lives were there that were his responsibility, he had taken an oath when had decided to be the son of the soil that no innocent would die under his watch, let alone because of him, he had already failed once to live up–to that oath, he cannot fail again, he just cannot…
And he tiredly buried his face in his knees, with salty rain kept pouring down from his eyes voicelessly…
Flashback Within The Flashback Ended…
And Daya felt like someone grabbing his shoulder was shaking him while calling his name, no, that was not that evil's voice… All that care, the worry present in that voice, the purest form of love, he knows about it, he treasure it, and with the voice continuously falling on his ears, Daya slowly started opening his eyes to find a blur vision of someone known's worried face… He was saying to him something but what…? Soon Daya's mind slowly started waking up with him slowly sipping the water from the water–bottle already attached with his lips by his brother while…
Abhijeet's tensed voice slowly started reaching to his brain as: Daya paani pei bchcha, shabash, thora sa paani pei, shant ho ja, sb theek hai, shant ho ja…
As it turned out that thinking about all that pain–and–humiliation, at some time of the night Daya had dozed off but because of his really disturbed sleep, he had slowly started crying in his sleep, stirring Abhijeet's alert sleep who soon woke up completely and finding Daya like that, woke him up too…
And now sitting in–front of him with Daya leaning forward was resting his forehead against his shoulder, Abhijeet kept securing his hand in his own while softly rubbing his free hand in his head as his effort to reassure him about his safety without asking him anything as he could tell what could be the possible reasons for him crying in his sleep…
When slowly calming down with that comforting–soothing touch…
Daya spreading his free hand on his face as his effort to get his composure, slowly moving back, turned towards the elder one while nodding to him: Main theek hoon ab Abhi, thank you… (Abhijeet nodded back in silence-filled-pain as he could still see the pain of his past horrors, the latter had survived, still present in his eyes while Daya smoothly took back his hand from the latter's soft grip with…) Main mun dho k aata hoon, Abhi…
Abhijeet nodded to him in soft smile with: Jaldi aana wapis…
Daya nodding back left from there where Abhijeet just exhaled a deep breath in helplessness–filled–ache knowing it well that it might would take years or might be forever, for his brother to find his smile, his life back… And quietly removing the evidence of his aching heart from his face, he quietly left from there and lie down on the couch again, waiting for Daya's return, though trying not to show it…
When soon Daya returned in the room and throwing a silent glance at Sunil, he left towards the couches to find Abhijeet lying there with closed eyes, bringing a silent smile on his face and he too was going to sit on his couch when thinking something, he again looked towards his brother and then towards his arm lying there on his side on the couch, and gulping down a silent breath, Daya left towards the couch Abhijeet was lying on and sitting there on the floor beside the couch, he smoothly rested his cheek on Abhijeet's arm, sidewise grabbing his hand in his own, making Abhijeet opening his eyes looked towards him with a deep smile forming on his face seeing him sitting there like that and placing a soft kiss on his head, Abhijeet too closed his eyes while softly rubbing his free hand in his brother's head now and soon both brothers were got wrapped by hopefully some peaceful sleep this time…
A/N…
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