Author's Note: Firstly thanks for all of your
precious time you gave for the story
and review..It is enormously
encouraging whether you praise me or
criticise...I am not a good speaker so
I come less to talk about myself but
now as you have raised some major
points I have to come here..I am not
at all angry or disappointed to see
the criticism because I knew it would
be difficult to accept a story in
which Daya and Shreya would be
maintaining a serious rift...But I
want to say that I havn't
made that rift myself...It has been made by fireworks
production house...and I am just
writing a fiction based on that..
It is entirely my point of view that
what Shreya imagined as 'love' didn't
turn out to be that because love must
be selfless and unconditional...I love
A...so I feel A does love me...and if
A couldn't express his feelings to me
directly within a stipulated time,then
I would have to go with B and my
emotions would be dangling between A &
B, that is not love according to
me...But yess...it is true that human
being commits mistakes and then
perhaps realize their mistakes going
through some ordeal and I'm just
trying to figure out that in my own
way...
One has every right to think that
Shreya is right in her position and
I'm not at all going to bash him/her
for our conflicting views...
Thanks for all of your precious
reviews once again...your opinions are
my inspiration...
regards...
Daya finished his conversation with
ACP sir with a sombre face and cutting
the line he uttered gravely,:"ek dusri
team araha hai yaha pe...aur tab tak
hum ko...' he stopped as his glance
fell upon the empty place where Shreya
had been sitting...
:'Shreya kaha hai Sachin?'he asked
suppressing his anxiety about her
mental state...
:'ssir...' Sachin temporized
initially but Daya's expecting gaze
goaded him into
answering,:'sir...Shreya kahi chali
gayi beech me...'
Daya overtly showed displeasure,:'aise
kaise chali gayi woh? humara plan
discussion ho raha hai...' he paused
as everyone was maintaining an
inconvenient silence until Daya
resurrected back,:'ye koi gossip nahi
ho raha hai...official discussion chal
raha hai...Shreya kaise ja sakti hai
bina permission ke?' Daya felt that a
churning anger was fermenting inside
him...perhaps the discomfort he had
been feeling to see her disturbed,
converted into a mixture of anger and
worry..
:'ssir..actually woh bohut upset lag
rahi thi...aise bhag ke bahar chali
gayi...jaise ke...uska tabeeyat kuchh
thik nahi hai...'
The sign of concern now Daya couldn't
concealed and without wasting a moment
he leapt into his feet and moved
ahead,:'main dekhta hun...'
AS he reached at the concerned cabin
door,which was locked inside,Daya felt
a little queer and an eerie frisson of
exciment down his spine making him
scared..He banged on the door,calling
her loud-Shrreyaaaa...
The door hadn't been opened and a
desperate groan he heard which
impelled him to push the door
hard...but his attempts were in vein
initially and in a frenzy of fear he
shrieked once
more-Shreeyaaaa...darwaza
kholoooo...But instead of that he
continued hearing clattering sounds
which flummoxed him more...Standing in
such a predicament, he had to do
nothing except shoving his way
in,breaking the door and he did it
only to find Shreya in a frantically
agonizing state..She was moving
restlessly here and there,fixing the
revolver over her head and perhaps
venturing desperately to click the
trigger on...Before Daya could react
coming out of the staggered state of
mind,Shreya warned him in firm
voice,:'hath jaiye ssir...yaha se
chale jaiye...'
Daya mumbled
weakly,:'sshreya...yye...yye kkya kar
rahi ho...'he flung his hands ahead
trying to resist her, but Shreya
further yelled with
vehemence,:'sabdhaan ssir...mere pas
ane ka koshish na karnaa...jo ab
tak...kar na payi...woh kar dalungi
phir main...'
:'gun niche karo Shreya...' now Daya
admonished her authoritatively...
:'nahi ssir...' panted Shreya with
anguish...:'mujhe ye bohut pehle karna
chaiye tha...'
Daya advanced a step towards her
saying stoutly,:"aisa kuch nahi karogi
tum...samajh gayi? gun niche karo...'
Shreya started gasping considerably
with trembling words,:'nnahi...nnahi
ssir...door hath jaiyeee...'
Daya kept advancing towards
her,carefully,ignoring her warning and
when she realised that Daya had
reached too near to make her stopped
she pushed the trigger with a shriek
and a bullet speedily shot...into
the wall at last...as Daya plunging
over her, veered the target...
Shreya almost pasting herself against
the wall stood with a shrinking
gesture while Daya accidentally came
so closer of her that her heaving
chest was touching him...Their eyes
met as Shreya's scared eyes flung open
and to her consternation she
discovered Daya standing just some
inch away...It lasted almost ten
seconds as their restive eyes kept
wandering over the faces of each other
with perhaps some vain hope to utter
some unspoken words ...but then Daya
carefully disengaged himself from
Shreya and snapped with
annoyance,:'sharmana chaiye tumhe...'
his jaws got tightened again as he
continued,:'tumhe pata bhi hai kya
karne ja rahe the tum?haaa?'
:'nahiiiiii...' Shreya couldn't
resist anymore and warm tears spilled
down her pallid cheeks as she sobbed
her heart out,:"mujhe shayad pata nahi
hai ssir...ki...pichhle kuchh dino
me...maain...kya kiya...kyu
kiya...aur...aur...kaise kiyaa...'
Daya heaved a long sigh perhaps to
discard the uncomfortable anger inside
him while Shreya added with continued
whimper,:'ab tak...mujh se...jitna
galati huyi hai...ssir...usme se sab
se bada galati hai ki...' she
paused and kept gazing at the ashen
face of Daya, let her tears stroll
down her cheeks and then resumed with
feeble voice,:'ki...mere karan...aap
ko chot paucha...mere karan ...'
she cringed at the floor with vacant
eyes and perhaps scrabbled for some
more words to explain herself; to spew
out her pent up pain that was killing
her inside...
:'shreyaa...' daya interposed though
with much discomfort,:'rehne do woh
baatein...' he said being hesitant
while Shreya chimmed in brashly,:'nahi
sir...bohut pehle agar main...aisa
kuchh karti...to...' she kept
sniffing and added
more,:'to...aaj...ye din na ata
sir...please ssir...jo huya bohut
huya...aaj mujhe kuchh kehne
dijiye...'
Daya twirled opposite her,perhaps in
order to make himself poised enough
and then remarked,trying to be in a
normal state,:'thik hai...kaho...jo
bhi kehna hai...' he felt his thumping
heart was trying to thrust it way out
causing a terrible pain all over his
chest but he almost impelled to forget
it with a start as someone's warm
touch made him shivered...