Abhijit (loud, shocked): Kya? Tarika ji..aap hosh me toh hai…ek baar phir se check kar lijiye..he forwards the laptop to her.

Tarika (sheepish look): ek baar kya..teen baar toh main khud check kar chuki hoon..yeh closest match hai…mujhe nahi lagta isse acha koi aur match hoga..

Abhijit (not convinced): Phir bhi…ab aage kya?

Tarika (innocently): aage kya matlab? Rajat se uska blood maangenge aur test karenge..agar uske DNA me woh correction hai toh Purvi ke blood me introduce karenge..phir ek-do hafte me Purvi ke body me who proteins ban jaayenge aur shayad ek mahine baad…uski haalat me kaafi sudhaar aa jayega..woh aur jee sakegi…she looks very happy and satisfied at the end of her explanation.

Abhijit (smile): aapke mooh me ghee shakkar Tarikaji…aap jo jo bol gayi woh sab sunne me ahut acha lag raha hai..aur main chahta bhi hoon yeh sab ache se ho..magar..

Tarika (question mark): Magar?

Abhijit (sigh): afsoss!...hamara pehla padaav hi na mumkin lag raha hai..

Tarika (not understanding): Main kuch samjhi nahi

Abhijit (holding his shoulders): iss sab me aap ek baat bhool rahi hai..yaa tun kahoon ek insaan ko bhool rahi hai…RAJATTTT…

Tarika (realizing): Oh haan…her face falls…Rajat shayad apni marzi se kabhi koi sample nahi dega..arre who toh simple si information dene tayyar nahi hua..DNA sample toh doooor ki baat hai…she slumps down looking very upset..

Abhijit (feeling bad for her): arre Tarikaji…upset mat hoyiye…aapne itni mehnat ki hai..kuch naa kuch toh ho jaayega…abhi raat bahut ho gayi hai..so jaayiye..he pats Tarika to sleep.

Abhijit (caressing her hairs while she is asleep, mind): Tarikaji…aapka yeh udaas chehra mujhse dekha nahi jaata..mujhe hi kuch sochna padega..

Next day bureau

Abhijit and Tarika enter together. Tarika is still not in good mood after yesterday night's episode. She goes to the lab.

Abhijit: Pankaj, Freddy yahan aaoo..

They both come up to Abhijit

Pankaj/Freddy: Good morning sir..

Abhijit (sad face): Kya good morning yaar…subah subah ek dikkat me phasaa hoon

Pankaj: sir..kya problem hai..mujhe bataaiye..main ek jhatke me solve kar doonga..

Abhijit (thinking): nahi yaar..rehne do…tum logon ko kyun pareshaan karoon..jaane do yaar..

They both shrug their shoulders and prepare to leave.

Abhijit (quickly): arre..tum log toh bura maan gaye…ab main apni pareshaani tum 'expert' logon ke saath nahi share karoonga..toh kiske saath karoonga…hainnn? He smiles at them

Pankaj/Freddy (surprised): aapne hume 'Expert' kaha?

Abhijit (buttering): haan bhai…mera toh ek hi usool hai..agar problem sulajh nahi rahi ho toh expert ke paas hi jaana chahiye..

Pankaj/Freddy (shy): Kya sir aap bhi…thank you sir..boliye naa kya kaam hai…10 min me aapki problem solve kar denge..

Abhijit (taking them aside, secretly): Ek naya mission aaya hai..uske liye ekdum fit aur hoshiyaar log chahiye…main chahta hoon tum dono me se kisi ek ka naam doon usme

Freddy/Pankaj: ek naam?

Abhijit (sad look): haan…

Pankaj: kiska naam denge sir aap?

Abhijit (sad, confused look): yehi toh uljhan hai…aari (saw to cut animal) ek hai magar bakre do(two) hai..?

Pankaj/Freddy: Kyaaa?

Abhijit (correcting): mera matlab….medal ek hai..aur contestant do (two)….hainnnn..ab toh test karke hi result pata chalegaa

Freddy: thank you sir..magar karna kya hai?

Abhijit (talking secretly):iss mission me ham ek bahut hi hoshiyar aur takatwar criminal ka DNA sample chahiye…

Pankaj:DNA sample?

Abhijit: haan…kuch bhi ho sakta hai…khoon, Baal, skin, cheek swab..kuch bhi…magar sirf ek baal ya ek drop khoon nahi chalega..main ek container doonga…usme bhar ke laana hai..jo mujhe yeh laake dega..woh iss mission me jaayega..

Pankaj/freddy: Done sir…kaun hai who criminal?

Abhijit (whisper): Rajat !..

Freddy (shock): yeh naam toh pehle kabhi suna nahi..hahaha..naya panchi hai kya?

Abhijit: arre..mera matlab ..apna Rajat…Sr Inspector Rajat!

Pankaj/Freddy (shock): Kya? Rajat sir criminal hai?

Abhijit (shshiiing them): aahista bolo…Rajat criminal nahi hai…lekin uski harkaten uss criminal se milti julti hai…yeh samajh lo yeh practice hai..agar isme pass ho gaye..toh asli criminal toh halwa hai..dhyaan rahe usse pata bhi nahi chalna chahiye..tum log uska sample le rahe ho…abhi jaaooo..aaj shaam tak jo pehle mere paas sample leke aayega…woh hi iss mission me jaayega..

Pankaj and Freddy leave.

Abhijit (mind): Sorry Rajat…tumse seedhe mooh maangte toh tum kabhi haan nahi kehte..magar mujhe bhi ungli ko tedha karna aata hai….he smiles..kya karoon..Tarikaji ki ek hassi ke liye main kuch bhi kar sakta hoon..

Rajat entry in bureau

Rajat enters the bureau talking on phone with his khabri. He already looks in bad mood.

Pankaj (approaching): Good morning sir….

Rajat (dismissing him): kya kaam hai? Jaldi bolo..

Pankaj: kaam..nahi sir koi khaas kaam nahi hai…aap bahut tension me dikh rahe hai…sir…main aapka sar dabaa doon? Main bahut achi massage karta hoon..

Rajat (surprise): massage? Mujhe koi massage wassage nahi chahiye..

He sits on his chair and presses his head. Pankaj appears behind his chair and starts pressing his head.

Rajat (turning back, irritated): Kya kar rahe ho? Mera sar chodo..

Pankaj (pleading): Karne dijiye naa..aap aapka kaam kijiye..main disturb nahi karoonga…dekhiye dekhiye…thoda aaram mil raha hai naa..Daya sir ko bhi aise hi massage deta hoon main…abhi dard bhaag jaayega..

Rajat (relaxing a bit): haan..waise…thoda acha lag raha hai…lekin sirf 5 min…mujhe aur bhi kaam hai..he checks his computer for messages…

Pankaj checks his head for loose hairs..there aren't many.

Pankaj (thinking fast, mind): arre….itna tension hai inko..phir bhi inke baal nahi jhadte…main toh abhi se takla ho raha hoon…kya karoon?

He looks around to make sure Freddy is not watching. He takes a small scissor from his pocket and slowly is about to snip some hairs.

Freddy (warning Rajat): PankaJJJJJ…tu Rajat sir ko takla karne waala hai? Sharam nahi aati tujhe?

Pankaj drops the scissors down. Rajat gets up and is very angry.

Rajat (yelling): yeh kya badtameezi hai Pankaj?mere baalon pe kya kar rahe the?

Pankaj (scared): Kuuu..kuch nahi sirrr….he glares at Freddy…

Freddy (nodding head): Sir yeh aapse jalta hai…khud toh itni choti umar me takla ho raha hai…doosron ke sar pe baal dekhe nahi jaate..

Pankaj (guilty): Nahi sir..main toh bass hairstyle….

Rajat (yelling): hairstyle? Tum CID officer ho koi barber nahi…

Pankaj: sir..maine part time hairstylist ka kaam bhi kiya hai…tohh..

Rajat (angry): bakwaas mat karo….he checks his watch…abhi main jaa raha hoon..aage se aise bachkaani harkat mere saath mat karna ..samjhe..

He walks off angrily. Freddy comes to Pankaj and laughs..

Freddy (laughing): abhi tum kache ho bache….hahahaha..

Pankaj: ek din zaroor pakk jaoonga sir..ab aapki baari hai…All the best…

Freddy : main toh yeh kaam chutki me kar loonga..yeh chakoo dekh rahe ho? He shows a pen knife..iss chakoo se sir ke haath me ek chota saa ghaav aur phir tap tap unka khoon bahegaa…aur main jeet jaoonga..

Pankaj (teasing): unke sir ke 2 baal ukhaad ne nahi diya sir ne…aapko lagta hai who aapko khoon aise hi de denge…aapne socha bhi hai sir gusse me kitna aapko peet sakte hai?

Freddy (imagining Rajat beating him, crying voice): haan yaar…Pankajjjj..mujhe darr lag raha hai..main race se peeche hatt raha hoon..tu hi kuch karr..

Pankaj: ek kaam karte hai..hum dono milke kaam karte hai..ho sakta hai mission me hum dono ko bhej de…theekh hai partner?

Freddy (agreeing): Done…

Later, Rajat bureau

Rajat has returned after meeting his khabri. He has just entered the cafeteria. Freddy sees him and sits next to him.

Freddy: good afternoon sir..aapki meeting achi rahi?

Rajat (looking into phone): hmmm..

Freddy: sir…baahar garmi kitni hai….maine sab ke liye special ice cream mangaayi hai…aap bhi lijiye naa..

Rajat (taking out cigarette): nahi mujhe nahi chahiye..

Freddy (requesting): Sir..please..sir..mere liye sirrr…bass ek chamach sir….please..

Rajat: tum itna kyun bol rahe ho?

Freddy: sir…ekdum 'speshall' ice cream hai…isliye sirrr..laoon sir…he looks very pleadingly….

Rajat: acha…tum itna bol rahe ho toh…theekh hai..le aao..lekin bass ek chamach..

Freddy quickly takes the ice cream from fridge and Pankaj gives him a wooden spoon.

Pankaj: yaad rahe sir…Rajat sir ke gaal ke andar se poora skin chahiye (cheek swab)…

Freddy: arre tu fikar mat kar…ekdum mil jaayegaa..

Rajat is still checking his mobile when he sees a big spoon in front of him.

Rajat (surprise): Itni badi chamach?

Freddy (scared, but being brave): Sirrr…maine kaha naa 'speshal' hai…toh yahi hai who…iska saath bada chamach milta hai hahahaha…main khilaata hoon naa sir..

Rajat looks at him oddly. Freddy pleads again. Rajat agrees.

Freddy forces the spoon inside Rajat's mouth and tries to scrape the saliva and skin from Rajat's cheek inside.

Rajat (hurt, mumbling): aaaaahhhh…Frgyyyy..khkhklmmmggg?

Freddy: Kya sir?

Rajat pulls the spoon out and gets up in anger. He throws the spoon out of the window and holds his cheek in pain.

Rajat (angry, pain): Tum paagal ho gaye ho kya? Yeh kaunsa tareeka hai ice cream khilaane kaa..

Freddy (scared): Sir..woh hamaare gaav me aisa hi ice cream khaate hai..

Rajat (angry, walking away): paagal hai sabke sab iss bureau me..

Freddy (going behind him): sir..sirr…aap kidhar bhaag rahe hai?

Rajat (pain, irritated): yeh ice cream thookne jaa raha hoon..bathroom me…

Freddy: sir..bathroom kyun? Idhar hi thook dijiye naa..mere haath me…Thook me bhi DNA hota hai..

Rajat (shocked): Kya?

Freddy (taking out a container): sir…yeh container bhar ke thookiye naa..

Rajat has had enough. He crushes the container with his bare hands.

Pankaj (jumping in): sir..mere paas bhi ek container hai..usme thook dijiye…

Rajat (angry, yelling): Tum dono poore paagal ho gaye ho kya? Main bol raha hoon…ek aur awaaj nikli tumhare mooh se…toh pata nahi ..main kya kar baithoonga…just GET OUTTT…

Pankaj and Freddy get very scared and run out of the cafeteria to Abhijit. He is in forensic lab

Pankaj/Freddy (scared): Abhijit sirrrrr…hume bachaa lijiye…

Abhijit: pankaj…fredddy? Kya ho gaya hai..he chuckles…tum dono toh aise bhaag rahe ho..jaise koi aatma waatma dekh liya…hainnn?

Pankaj (huffing): Sir Aatma ko chodiye..filhaal hamari jaan bachaaiye..sir hume do din ki chutti dijiye..

Freddy: haan sir…main do-teen din apne gaav me chupke baith jaoonga..

Abhijit: chutti..gaav..kya bol rahe ho..theekh se bataoo..

Freddy/Pankaj (falling on Abhijit's feet): Hume Rajat sir se bachaa lijiye..woh hum dono ki band bajaa denge…hume koi misson pe nahi jaana hai..hum dono yahi theekh hai…

Abhijit hears their stories. He is disappointed.

Abhijit (to both): Uthooo tum dono…main kuch karta hoon..main Rajat se baat karta hoon..tum dono..tum dono darro mat..

Abhijit (mind): arre yaar…yeh idea toh flop ho gaya..Tarika ji ke chehre pe subah se ek bhi muskaan nahi dekhi…kya karoon main?

Evening

ACP and Salunkhe call all the officers urgently.

ACP: headquarters se abhi abhi ham eek fax aaya hai…who log saare officers ke liye ek nayi helath scheme laa rahe hai..jiske liye hume har officer ka complete physical check up karna hai..isliye salunkhe aur tarika aap sab logon ka ek blood sample bhejenge…headquarters me..Salunke..shuru hojaa..

All the officers line up for blood check up.

Rajat: yeh achanak naya health scheme? Mujhe nahi chahiye yeh sab.

Salunkhe: tumhe nahi chahiye hoga..magar orders are orders..tumhara blood toh lena hi padega..

Abhijit (thinking): arre yaar…acha mauka hai…thoda khoon kisi tarah lab se chura loonga..he pays close attention to the tubes Salunkhe sir is arranging.

Abhijit (giving his blood): Salunke saab..aapko kaise pata chalega? Kiska khoon hai? Matlab naam ki koi marking hai kya?

Salunkhe (injecting needle hard): Tum apne kaam se kaam rakho…mujhe mera kaam aata hai..

Abhijit (thinking): Yeh budhaa bhi naa…kabab me haddi saala..

Later

Abhijit sneaks in the laboratory at night. He goes to the fridge and takes out the test tubes. He looks through each sample trying to figure out which one in Rajat's sample.

Abhijit (looking into sample): Kya yaar..sabka khoon toh laal hi hota hai..kamse kam naam toh likh dete..

Salunkhe (switching on light): Kya abhijit...tum waise hi mera khoon peete ho…doosron ko toh chodd do..

Abhijit (scared, covering): aree…Salunkhe saab aap…main toh ..main toh bass check kar raha tha…sab ka khoon le liya naa..koi choota toh nahi..

Salunkhe (bringing test tube): ekdum correct baat boli tumne…ek sample choot gaya thaa..yeh zaraa rakh do andar..he hands a tube.

Abhijit: sample choot gaya? Aapse? Kiska?

Salunkhe (smile): Rajat kaa..

Abhijit (eyes wide): Rajat? yeh tube uski thi? he tries to look inside the fridge again..all tubes look the same to him…

Salunkhe: haan..woh pehla waala sample kaam ka nahi tha…isliye extra khoon lena pada mujhe…ab yeh sample kal lab jaayega..

Abhijit (disappointed): Ohh..toh pehla sample..destroy ho gaya?

Salunkhe: nahi..destroy toh nahi hua…maine usse tarika ko de diya…

Abhijit: ohh Tarika ji ko de diyaa…he realizes what he just said…Kya Kaha? tarikaji…Tarika ji ko de diya?

Salunkhe: haan yaar Abhijit..subah se Tarika ke chehre pe ek hassi nahi dekhi…mera toh din kharab jaata hai..yeh lab me kaam karne ka mann hi nahi karta..uski ek hassi ke liye main kuch bhi kar sakta hoon..he smiles cunningly at Abhijit..

Abhijit looks at him open mouthed.

Salunkhe (coming closer): main jaanta hoon kuch kaam ethical nahi hote…magar kuch acha hone ke liye kabhi kabhi rules ko bend kar sakte hai..

Abhijit (relieved): Thank you Dr saab..you are great !

Salunkhe (raising collars): woh toh main hoon hi….bass 2 din me test result aa jaayenge…All the best..

Abhijit (scared): pata nahi sir..bahut darr lag raha hai..main chahta hoon ki yeh match ho…magar abhi bhi darr yehi hai ki Rajat ko kaise manaayenge…aur jab usse pata chalega humne uske saath dhokaa kiya hai toh who kaise react karega..

Salunkhe: Abhijit…ek baat yaad rakho…yeh tum jo bi kar rahe ho kisiki jaan bachaane ke liye kar rahe ho…aur isse zyaada nek kaam iss duniya me koi aur nahi hai…iska punya tum sab ko milegaa…hope for the best..

Now they have Rajat's blood sample. Will this match? How will he react when he comes to know of this..How will Purvi react?

Thank you all for giving me such love for this story. Yes, this has some medical aspects and I like to keep my stories as logical and real as possible. so I read up a lot about the diseases/procedures a lot. I have great interest in all this and its also because I have done most of these techniques while I was studying in college so its fun to revisit them.

many of you have requested not to show Purvi's death or separation. I cannot reveal whats the end of this story. Hope you guys read it and enjoy till then. all I want to say is that Love is powerful !

Thank you also for loving Purvi's spirit. Yes, close to dying always doesn't mean to give up soon!

Dear Kiara, mere saare RajVi stories sad nahi hai...yes they hve some problems in life..but ending toh happy happy hi hoti hai :)..anyways I have written happy stories also for RajVi - Honemoon goals, Happy anniversary, Album- a collection of memories, Ae mere humsafar..these are definitely not sad stories...Please read them too and would love to hear your review on them :)

Thank you all...I shall definitely update my Kavi story (last chapter) and hopefully a DayaVi one shot too...but by tomorrow...Bye for now