Really sorry...kaan pkr k maafi...actually thodi tabyt khrb ho gyi thi...I use to update on wednesdays' but tabyt ki wajh se likh nahi paayi...fir update ready hui to usme bold italics me editing krni thi jo mere phone me possible nhi ho paa raha tha...as my phone has a very chotu memory like me and in that chota space I can keep a very small writing app which does not have these features...apologise again...Thanks for so many reviews...really very happy...bole to dil galden galden ho gya...hehehehe...replies nahi de paungi friends...so lets move to the update...have a happy ride :)
This part is small as it must have some more things which I had preplanned to show in the second part only...pr already mai itna late ho gyi thi so I will cover that portion in the third and last part...
PART-2(2)
COMPLETE BLACKOUT: The Faded Canvas
Daya was standing still looking at the door which was closed now...a past memory flashes on his mind...
Mitta ghabra mut tune itni practice ki h sir ne bi to bola na ki tu jroor jeetega is contest me...
A cute and chubby boy says to a little tall and thin boy who was 1 year older than him...
Chubby boy continues secretly: aur tuje pata hai Jeet bhaiya bi hn is contest me...Maine unko bola h ki wo Mitta ko jeetne den...
Mittran: Kya Jeet bhaiya wo to kitne acche swimmer hn...mujse ek saal bade bi hn fir to Mai pkka gya...(holding Daya's hands) Mai pkka jeetunga na...Dekh Daya agr Mai ye contest jeet gya to muje scholarship mil jayegi fir Mai baba ka sapna poora kr paunga...doctor banunga...
Daya: are Mai bol raha hu na tu jeetega...u turst me na...
Trust Daya said a voice from behind...
Daya smiled and turned back with loud exclamation as Jeet Bhaiya and he hugged him while Jeet really embrace him...
Daya with happiness: Jeet bhaiya Mitta na buht dra hua hai...(secretly) aap please use jeetne dena na...
Mitta become angry on Daya on this but he kept his lips sealed at that time...
Here Daya moved a little far from them as Abhi send him to bring water for himself...
Mitta saw that and both passed a smile to each other...
Jeet started tum fikr mut kro Mitta jeetoge tum hi...
Mitta: Haan Jeet Bhai pr aap Daya ki baat mut maniyega...wo pgl h bilkul...use bus Meri chinta h islie aisa keh raha h...pr muje to ye competition apni swimming se jeetna hai...
Jeet patted his back and assured him from his expressive eyes...
Here Daya returned back with a glass of water for Jeet which he accepted happily...
The competition begins and all the kids swimmers are doing really well...all were cheering their friends but one voice which was echoing loud was Mitta because he was being cheer up by the whole Muskaan Orphanage home...
Mitta and Jeet were really doing well...a struggle is ongoing between them for the position of rank 1 and rank 2...
Mitta saw finishing line a few meters away...he was at first position now...feeling really happy...his mind was occupied with the thoughts of his parents...the dream of his baba...and then the accident which changed his whole life...which converted him from a pampered kid to an orphan...
His eyes filled up with tears...his hands were shivering and he felt his lungs choking...yes his lungs were choking because he was not able to swim and water is entering in his nostrils...but he ignoring all the thoughts just trying to swim and come forward and with all his might he swimmed and touched the finishing line...
Till then the final bell rang up the race come to an end but the winner after touching the finishing line swims back to the back side and hold a boy who was not looking in his senses and was now drowning...
Their teachers also jumped inside the water and the boy was taken out from the water...
Daya ran towards Mitta as fast as he can...Mitta Kya hua tujhe...Jeet bhaiyaa...sir Kya hua Mitta ko dekiye...
Jeet stopped Daya with him as Doctors are checking Mittran...
After about 30 minutes Mitta come back...He look at his surroundings with weak eyes...
Daya looked at him in smile while Mitta turned his face to other side stunned Daya but he keep quiet at that time because it's time for announcement of results...
Mitta came out with his teachers and class fellows...
Abhijeet was given winning trophy,scholarship and Rs.50000/- as cash money while Mitta was given a runner up trophy and Rs.5000/- as cash prize...he lost his chance for getting the lifetime scholarship which can help him to fulfill his baba's dreams...
He was feeling like a looser...his mind was occupied by only the thoughts of loosing everything...
That whole night Mitta closed himself in his room...Daya keep on consoling him but it was ineffective on Mitta...
Slowly slowly with the time Mitta was becoming more and more depressed...all were really tensed for him because he had lost his charm...he lost his interest in studies...he was a bright child but now he was not paying attention on his studies due to which he receive so many scolds from his teachers...
Daya was very tensed for him as he use to talk less with him...he haven't cried since that day...
Daya one day talked to his Jeet Bhaiya after taking permission with the warden to call outside...
Daya crying: Jeet Bhaiya Mitta ko pata nhi Kya ho gya h...na rota h na husta h...baat bi nhi krta humesha gum sum rehta h...padai pr bi dhyan nhi de raha wo to mai chup chup k uska homework kr deta hu pr exams aane wale hn wo koi tayari nhi kr raha apne me hi pata nhi Kahan khoya rehta hai...Jeet Bhaiya maine yahan sir ko bi kaha ki Mitta ko doctor k pass le chlte hn...pr yahan koi sunta hi Kahan h...aap please kuch kriye na... crying bitterly Mera koi nhi h Jeet Bhaiya mere Mitta ko theek krwa dijiye Bhaiya...
Abhi: Daya tum fikr mut kro mai kuch krta hu...Mai aaj hi Papa se baat krta hu aur ho saka to hum kl aayenge kl to Sunday h...kuch na kuch krenge mere papa...tu chinta nhi kr ok...
Daya relaxed a bit: the h Jeet Bhaiya Mai apka wait krunga...
Next day Abhi come in the orphanage home with his father...
His father talked with Mitta after taking permission from orphanage heads...
After around 1 hour: Kya hua papa Mitta theek h Kya...
Father: nhi beta wo theek nhi h...
Daya looked at Abhi and burst out in tears dekha Jeet Bhaiya maine kaha ta na wo theek h hi nhi...use na(fear) kuch ho gya h...
Abhi looked at his father while consoling Daya who assured him with his eyes...
His father talked to senior members of the orphanage home:
Abhi's Father: sir dekiye us bacche se Mai kaafi arse se milta aya hu...wo baccha aisa nhi ta jeisa wo ab h...maine poora 1 ghanta us se baat krne ki koshish ki pr usne ek lafz nhi kaha...jb maine us ke parents ki baat ki to usne toot ti nazron se muje deka...buht kuch bhr gya h us bacche ka ander...aap log plz use kisi doctor se consult krwaiye...is vakye ne uske jehen pr buht bura asar Kia h...
The members confirmed him from their side that they will took care of Mittran on their own end and soon the boy will recover...
Abhi's Father shook hand with them and they left...Daya was now relaxed a bit as he thought that after having a talk with Abhi's father their orphanage home management will do something for his deary friend...
After departure of Abhi's father Daya and the warden was called inside by the head managers...
Both were scolded badly and Daya was warned by them that if he ever will call up Abhi or his father he will be closed in a dark room with no food for days...
Daya was really angry and scared too...
Days are passing but their was no improvement in Mitta's health...Daya was very worried for him but now he was not able to call Abhi for any help...
He was becoming hopeless day by day but one day he saw a ray of Hope when their sports teacher announced for an outing trip...
Daya was happy and he was making so many plans in his mind...he is determined that he will call Abhi by doing anything in this outing trip as due to his talk with Yash today he was very much afraid...
Yash: Daya apna Mitta to bilkul shant ho gya h tuje pta h kl jab wo "No suicides" campaign wale orphanage me aaye the tb wo sbko bta rahe te ki chote bacche kyu suicide krte hn...tu to football practice pr ta na...pta h Mitta keh raha ta ki wo bacche bi swimming competition haar gye honge unhone bi apne baba ko dhoka dia hoga...
Tears rolled down on Daya's cheeks remembering the whole...he in determined tone...aaj mai kuch bi krke Jeet Bhaiya se baat krke hi rahunga...he securely hide his number in his socks after writing it on paper so that his teachers can't see it...
On the picnic spot Daya manages to escape after hiding from his teachers eyes and went to a nearby shop...
He asked to the shopkeeper: uncle ek phone krna h...showing the landline to him Mai is se phone kr lu...
Shopkeeper: are ye koi PCO nhi h Bhai kisi PCO se kr jaakr...are bill to muje dena hoga na chlo chlo aage bado...
Daya tensed: uncle PCO Kahan h...
Shopkeeper rudely: muje Kya pta Kahan h khud dhoond Jake...
Daya requesting tone uncle please aap pour out some coins/notes from his pocket...aap ye sb rkh lijiye bus muje ek phone krne dijiye...please uncle buht impotent(important) h...
Shopkeeper heart melts seeing the effort of the little baby so he allowed him to make the call and also returned him all his money...
Daya happily dialed the number and after two three bells the phone get attended...
Hello A female voice came from other side...
Daya: hello aunty jee namaste Mai Daya bol raha hu...
Lady: Are Daya itne din baad phn kia kese ho tum beta...
Daya: Mai theek hu aunty... aunty muje Jeet Bhaiya se baat krni ti...
Lady: Accha abi deti hu
Abhiii dekh Daya ka phn hai...
In few minutes a new voice came as Dayaaa kese ho tum...itne din baad phn Kia...Mitta kesa h...ab to theek h na wo...
Listening to this Daya burst in tears nahi Jeet Bhaiya Mitta theek nhi h...kisine kuch nhi kia Bhaiya Ulta aapke Jane k baad muje buht dant pdi kyuki Maine apko sb btaya...phn ki permission bi nhi h buht mushkil se kr paa raha hu aaj...Bhaiyae aap aa jaiye...Mitta theek nhi h wo...
Abhi was shocked hearing all...he relaxed Daya with ok ok tum ro mut...actually abi papa hn nhi yahan...police k kisi kaam se bahr gye hn wo jese hi aayenge mai aaunga ok...
Daya: nahi Bhaiya itne din nhi wo Mitta please Bhaiya aap... aap aunty k sath aa jaiye na...
Abhi: Accha Accha theek h mai baat krta hu maa se ok aur Mai khud tumhe phn krunga wahan theek h...preshan mut hona...
Daya nodded and after bidding bye and saying thanks to the shop owner he left and silently again get mixed with his friends...
Daya after returning to orphanage told to all his friends that how he managed to talk with Abhi and he will soon come and rescue Mitta...
All the kids were happy as they all wanted to saw their Mitta back...
Every day comes with a new hope inside Daya's heart but it vanish away with the evening...
Yash sadly on the third day after picnic yaar Daya Jeet Bhaiya to aaye hi nhi...Kya kren...
Daya: Haan pata nhi kyu nhi aaye Jeet Bhaiya kaha Tha phone krenge phone bi nhi Kia...
Yash harshly: jhoot bola hoga unhe Kya hum jeso se...kyu krenge humari madad...krni hoti to ab tk aa jate na...apne Mitta ne to Khana peena bi Kum Kia hua h...baat bi nhi kr raha h wo...hr waqt akela...gum sum...wo to tu h to wo kuch kha leta h Tere kehne se pr baat to tujhse bi nhi krta h...
Daya: nahi Yash...Jeet Bhaiya aise nhi hn...unhone humesha Meri help ki h...humesha muje apna bag,notebooks pencil box sb de dete te...Pichli Diwali pr to new shoes bi die te...
Yash arguing: to wo bag/notebooks sb used hoti thin Daya...tu buht bhola h...smjhta nhi...unke papa k paas honge buht peise jeise Tere chacha k paas te pr fr bi wo chod gye na tujhe yahn...Jeet Bhaiya bi...
Daya angrily: nahi Jeet Bhaiya mere chacha jese nhi hn...smjha ...wo aayenge aur jroor aayenge...dekna tu...
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Present time
Chor k saari duniya bus yaad tumhari aayi
saari baatein chor k hr baat tumhari aayi
pr toot gya hr lamha
jab raat wo kaali aayi
bharose ki neev ko hila dia us dhoke ne
Dil me islie ye saakh tumhari aayi...
Daya hiding his face in his hands...itna intezaar Kia Abhi tumhara pr tum nhi aye kisika kaha nhi Mana...pr tum nhi aaye...Mera Mitta chla gaya ye duniya chod k...jaan le li usne khud ki...
Crying harshly: Mai rota raha girgirata raha tumse aa jao aa jao aa jao...pr tum(hatred tone) tum roz yakeen dilate rahe aaoge pr nhi aaye...mai maaf nhi kr skta tumhe...shyd kabi nhi...
Udne ki chah ti us bebaak parinde ki
Pr bhool gya bechara ki ye pankh bi to udhar k hain
Helplessly lying on floor kya glti thi Mitta ki yahi na ki uske maa baap nhi te...yahi ki wo apne baba ka sapna poora krna chahta ta...
Chor samander agr tum surahi se pyas bujha lete
Hausla na khota wo
Jiske paas paani peene ko bi sirf chalni thi
Kya ho jata agr tum haar jate us din...dashing his hand hardly on the glass table resulting in a big cut on his palm...Kya ho jata agr maan lete tum Meri baat...threwing his diary away which he snatched from Abhi...(crying now) kyu padi diary tumne Meri...nahi Dena chahta Tha Mai tumhe ye dukh kyuki Mai janta hu ki tumare paas is sab ka jawab nhi h...pr yaar...(weeping) boss Mai nhi bhool skta chah kr bi nhi boss...
He was feeling very tired and helpless...he slept their only after feeling no energy left in him...
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Morning came in their way...
Daya woke up and was first shocked to see himself sleeping on floor...his hand and back was paining as he had slept in an awkward position...and hand due to the wound which he made last night but now it was bandaged done by whom easily got by Daya...
All flashes of last night come in front of his eyes...he look at the room but the door was still closed...
He come toward the room touches the door...His mind flashbacked to the closed room door of Mitta when he lost that competition...after which Daya lost his Mitta for forever...this closed door was again filling his heart with the same feel... he jerked his head and move away from the room...
After 25 minutes Daya again came out after getting ready for beaureu...the room was still closed and no sound was coming outside...this time his heart wins the battle and he knocked the door...Abhijeet...Abhijeet...aaj beaureu nhi Jana h Kya...
Listening no sound from other side an unknown scare engulfed his heart...he knocked the door harshly this time with angry shout...Kya h ye sab Abhijeet...Kya saabit krna chahte ho ye sb kr k...yahi ki mai galat hu...Haan...Abhijeet kholo darwaza...(teary)boss please...
Daya after waiting for few more minutes go a little back and come forward in order to break the door but the door gets open and Daya badly hit with other person who lost his balance and fall down on floor due to well built of Daya while Daya handle himself with difficulty...
He instantly move to help Abhijeet but Abhi himself got up and without giving any look to Daya he moved out after taking his wallet from drawer...he do not take car keys that means he will took a cab...
Daya took a big sigh in anger and look at the kitchen where he was going to cook something...ye sb Kya apne lie bna raha ta...theek h nhi Khana h to mut Khao...muje Kya...he prepared a toast for himself in anger and side by side did some dusting...picked his diary and placed it in his wardrobe as now their is no need to hide it...
He while picking the diary passed a look to Abhi's room and was shocked to see the mess in his room...
He entered in his room with absent mind...he saw the mirror of the room was broken...Abhi's bed was having a portrait of his mother which was previously on the wall and the glass of that picture was also broken...his writing table was having few teared loose sheets whose wetness was giving Daya a feel that his brother has cried a lot while trying to write something on it...he opened few thrown sheets...the content of the sheet forced him to burst out in tears...
Haan khata meri hai
Pr itni saza na de
Bhai hu tera
Aisi wafa na de
HUn bekhabar mai teri jindagi k dukhon se
Pr har mod pr jiya to tere lie hu
Teri naasmjhi ko bi saraha hai maine
Aaj meri rangeen tasveer se dosti k rang na le
Mera naseeb to wese hi kora hai
Mera Ateet to aise hi saada hai
Aaj purani yaadon k saaye se tu use mita na de
Haan khata meri hai
Pr itni saza to na de...
Content was like...
Sorry Daya...
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muje maaf...yaar...
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Tu nafrat to na kr yaar...
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Daya placed one other sheet near his heart which is having few words which pierced Daya into pieces...
Kya kru...yaad...nahi aata kuch...yaar Daya...Maa ko bi kha gya Mai yaar...Mtta Ko bi...pr jaan k to nahi yaar...please...bhai...aaj mera bi to koi nahi...mai bi to anaath...bus tu...tu bi nafrat...
Daya was really blank after seeing all this as his brother was always a strong person but this side of his bro was filling his heart with an unknown scare...he collected all those sheets like a precious thing and safe all in his almirah...and really composing himslf after reading the painful words of his bro...
He dialed a number and attach that small instrument to his ears...
Freddy Abhijeet aa gya Kya beaureu...
Freddy: nahi sir to nahi aaye abi tk...
Daya wipes his sweat Accha theek h jb wo aa Jaye muje inform krna...(strictly)aate hi inform krna ok...
Freddy agreed while a bit confused as he was feeling Daya a bit tensed...
Daya in tention switch off the lights pour the toast in the bin just locked the home and marched in bullet speed toward the beaureu...
Hope my efforts imprints something on readers...waiting for your lovely feedbacks...
Next part will be published soon...Will give a try for Wed :)