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In mid night...
daya feel someone's presence
he opened his eyes and shock to see the person in front of him..he said in shock : tum!!!!!!!!!!!
daya while sitting properly : tum yha kya ker rhe ho acp..vo bhi itni raat ko... ??
acp sir said : v.. vo.. m.. yha...
Acp sir look at daya and said with a lovely smile : happy birthday beta...
daya look at him in shock... even he is not able to believe his ears... his birthday... really?
till now he just seen others to celebrate this day... first time he listened this wish for him... he really not able to answer... even he have no idea of reply... he never assumed this wish for him even not in dreams... how he have to react...happily... surprised... no he is not able to decide...
acp sir smile sadly and think : i know daya tumhe mera wish karna acha nhi laga... (he think this because daya didn't replied anything or even not smiled a little... not as a formality even)
ACP sir break the silence : sorry beta... (daya come out of his thoughts)
(with a sad smile and without eye contact) : i know tumhe nhi acha laga ki meine tumhe wish kiya... (after a small silence) per... means... (automatically tears come in his eyes but acp sir manage to hide) nafrat mujhse tumhe h daya... mujhe nhi h... (daya looking at him) m ye nhi keh raha ki tum galat ho... tum apni jagah sahi ho... m samjhta hu...
acp sir stop in mid and take out something from his pocket : a gift box...
acp sir forward it but he put it on nearby table...
acp sir start again : vo... darsal m subh tak ka wait nhi ker sakta tha... vo.. mujhe ek mission per jana h... (yes it's sudden) vo socha tha ki btau ga... isi ke regarding meeting thi... per kal sab itne khush the... or agar m btata ki mujhe mission pe jana h to (with a smile) tumhari maa muh bana leti... or acha hi hua... tumhara birthday raat dhaai (02:30) bje ka hi h... daya look at watch it is (02:30:54)
acp sir look at daya : aab use tum hi bta dena... m btauga to so sawal kregi... or naraj hogi vo alag... or ha bolna ki jada risk nhi h... varna daar jaegi...
acp sir said : theek h aab m chalta hu... bhaar samaan tyaar h... or late kiya to late ho jau ga... sab so rhe h abhi kuch mat kehna kisi ko subh bata dena...
he turn to move but stop and said daya : ise khol ke jrur dekhna... (in frank tone) pasand na aae to chahe fank dena... but please open for once... God bless you bache... and he left from there...
acp sir went directly to car...
daya look at gift and mummered : m.. mera.. birthday..!!!!!
he close his eyes and remember that how his friends celebrating this day... he just seen them... even not from near... always from far... because if he join then everyone tease him by asking his birthday date... and by realising him that he is an orphan
daya just look at mobile screen : it's 11 December...
a smile come on his face... while tears in eyes...
he take that box... he remember every sentence of acp sir... he get up from bed and see through the window... acp sir is standing by putting his back on car... he is looking at his house... and next second he sit in car and left...
Daya sat on the bed and opened his gift...
its a small toy car...
daya really surprised by it... but at a time he saw a letter attached to it...
daya put the toy car aside and opened the letter...
hello beta...to tumne ye gift khol hi liya... thanks...i know ki gift dekh kar tumhe acha nhi laga hoga...per ye toffa bhout khaas h...
tum 8 mahine ke tab lag bhag... m or parinita market gae the... vha tum rone lage to m tumhe toys shop per le gaya... tumne vha itne sare toys mein se ye car uthai... or fir choda hi nhi ise... is car ko pakar jo tumhare chahre pe muskurat thi na daya... vo aaj bhi mujhe yaad h... tum bhot khush the... or jab tum bhot khush hte the na to tutlakar... p.. papa... pa.. bolte the... or parinita hoti thi to tum team badal lete the... fir ma... ma...
thodi der mein tumhari maa aa gai or usne tumhe goad mein le liya... meine kuch or toys or vo car pack karwa li... vo car us shopkeeper ne mujhe alag se bina bill bnae hi dedi... bola ki bacha kitna khush tha... aap ise aise hi le jaiye... pack maat karwaiye...meine bhi isse pocket mein daal lia... per tabhi bureau se call aa gaya or m sara samaan tumhari maa ko de diya.. or tum dono ko riksha mein baitha diya... or khud bureau aa gaya...vo car vha bureau mein yaad aai... to use aapne locker mein rakh dia... socha ki ghar jate wakt le jaau ga...
per us time ye tiger gang ka hi case chal raha tha to m bhot busy tha... 2 haafte gujar gae... sach batu to m bhul hi gaya tha car ke baare mein... or ghar bhi sirf ek baar hi gaya tha in do hafto mein... or jis hisab se busy tha to lagta tha ki kaai din nhi jaa pauga... daily alag alag jagah jana... alag alag states mein jana...lag bhag ek mahine ki bhag dodh ke baad meine... dongara ke baap ko pakad lia...
kuch din baad hi uski paisi thi court mein... sare evidence bhi the... sab perfectly ho gaya... m bhot relax tha... or sayad us raat m vo car le hi jata... per shaam ko DCP sir ka call aya unhone mujhe urgently hi headquarters bula lia... or vha mujhe pata chala ki tumhe tiger gang ke logo ne kidnap ker lia h...
kuch samaj hi nhi aya... vo bol rhe the ki tumhe bachana h to mujhe us terrorist ko court jate time bhagna hoga... us terrorist ko jise pakde ke liye 43 police walo ne aapni jaan gawa di... or hazaro logo ne uske kiye gae attacks mein jaan gawa di...use chodna matlab ki fir se utne hi logo ki life khatre mein dalna... jin logo ne apni jaan de di... unke balidaan ko vyarth ker dena...
or ek taraf tum the... parinita thi... hamara rishta tha... agar tumhe kuch ho jata to m tumhe... tumhari maa ko or hamare rishtey ko bhi kho deta... mein do din tak parinita ki calls tak nhi uthai... m use rote karhate nhi sun sakta tha... vo mujhse tumhe maangti...vo bimar ho gai... hospital mein admit ho gai...or peshi ki tarikh ke bas 3 din bache the...
unki last warning mili... meine bhot khoshis ki tumhe dhudhne ki per kuch nhi ker paya... or fir meine faisla ker lia... duty or rishtey mein se meine aapne farz ko chun lia...
court se bhar aaya to meri car ki sit pe... ek box tha jisme tumhari dress thi khoon se sani hui...or mere phone pe ek kuchale hue bache ki photo bhi aa gai... chehra dikh hi nhi raha tha...per dekhne se or kapdo se lga ki tum hi ho... tabhi ek call aai... dongara ki... tab vo 16 hi saal ka tha... per uske saath kaafi purane log the uski gang ke... usne mujhe call pe kha ki tum mere pita ki maut ke jimmedaar ho or m tumhare bete ki maut ka...
na m akhri baar apne pita ko dekh paauga na tum aapne bete ko... per fir bhi m tumhe uski dress bhej raha hu...
uske baad jo kuch meri personal life mein badla m vo likh nhi sakta...
per fir abhijeet aaya hamari jindgi mein... sab fir se theek hone laga... usne tumhari kaami mano puri ker di thi... tumhari maa use leke bhot possesive thi...vo tumhare sare khilono se khelne lga... tumhari har chiz per uska haq tha...
siwae is toy car ke... ye mujhe kuch din baad mere locker m mil gai... mein chahkar bhi ise abhijeet ko nhi de paya na hi fank ska... ise dekhte hi tumhara vo muskurata chehra mere samne aa gaya... or aise lagta tha ki tum mujhe pukar rhe ho... mujhe vo tumhara tutlakar bolna bhot acha lagta tha... jab tum logo ko aar baar dekhkar mujhse lipat jate the... beshaq tum theek se papa nhi bol pate the... per vo bhot acha tha...is aab ki nafrat bhari awaj se... vo massomiyat bhot achi thi daya... per meine apne hatho se us Masumiyat ka gala ghot dia...
galti meri thi... gunaha tha... mera tha... ye car tabse mere pass hi h... or m hamesha ye sochta tha ki kash m ye us din tumse nhi leta... ye tumhari favorite thi... tumhe kabhi wapas nhi kar paya... ye regret tha mere mn mein... kabhi nhi socha tha ki m tumhe ye lota bhi pauga...bas is car ki itni si khani h ...
tum chao to ise fank bhi sakte ho...i know tumhe pasand nhi aaya hoga ye tofa... meine socha bhi tha ki tum isse fank doge... because ye tumhare liye koi mayane nhi rakhta per meine ise 20 saal se sambhala h... mere liye ye bhot khaas h... kyoki ye mere bete ki muskurhat ki wajah tha... meine socha bhi ki ye m tumhe nhi dunga
per fir ye mission aa gaya... to socha ki de hi deta hu... fir n jane moka mile ya nahi...waise ek or surprise h mere paas tumhare liye... agar ye pasand nhi aaya to bhi vo jrue aaega...meine kha tha na ki is mission mein koi risk nhi h...meine juth kaha tha... darsal wapas jinda aane ka koi chance nhi h...hope soo ki tumhe meri shakal fir nhi dekhni padegi... aab is ghar mein sab tumhare apne hi hoge... phle gift ka to pata nhi per umeed h ki ye gift tumhe jarur pasand aaya hoga...please or kisi ko ye maat batana...is mission ke bare mein sirf tumhe mujhe or DCP sir ko pata h... na abhijeet ko na parinita ko ... warna vo seh nhi pate...
have a good life beta... bas itna kahu ga ki ho sake to mujhe maaf ker dena... m tumse bhot payar karta hu... tabhi bhi or aaj bhi... vo faisla jaruri bhi tha or majboori bhi... warna koi pita apne bete ko aapni ankho se door nhi kar sakta... apni maa ka or abhijeet ka dhyaan rakhna... m unse bina mile hi jaa raha hu... darsal unhe dekhta to kamjor pad jata... per tumse mikar is cheez ka sakoon h ki tum aab chain se ji paoge...
daya looking at that page silently... yes he is feeling something but don't know what...
daya Mummered : mujhe itna ajib sa kyo laag raha h... mission pe jana uski duty h... or acha hi h na ki use jhelna nhi padega...
he thrown that page in Dustbin...
and lay down on bed... but he is not able to sleep...
the end
I know bakwas chapter h...
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