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"Daya kiya hai yeh sb? Itny gandy marks? (showing him his notebook) or yeh writing dekhi hai apni? Itni gandi kb sy ho gai writing aapki? Grades roz kharab sy kharab hoty jaa rhy hain or writing ka to koi haal he nhi hai… Kya ho kya gaya hai? Haan?"
Daya didn't look up; he remained in the head down mode with no answer. Disha was losing her temper seeing him quiet, she forcefully threw notebook on the table in front of him: mai kuch pooch rhi hun aap sy? Kyun grades or writing roz bigarty jarhy hain?
Daya answered in meek voice: pata nahi… test krty krty mind blank ho gaya tha…
Disha angrily: haan deemagh to blank hona he tha bhai… akhir parhai k ilawa sb kuch jo bhar rakha hai is deemagh main… (Daya downed his head more) or aajkl to kuch ziyada he mind nhi hai parhai mai… or writing k baary mai kiya khayal hain aapky?
Daya in same voice: wo jaldi jaldi mai likha tha na iss liye… thori gandi ho gai… (head down) aainda nahi hoga…
Disha in strict tone: or jo aik lambi list hai complains ki uska mai kiya karun… yeh jo gussa aany laga hai na aap ko mai pareshan ho gai hun iss sy… rozana koi naya karnama khara hota hai mere samny aapky k gussy k nateejy mai… saara dehan larai jhagry mai hai, school ho ya sarak jahan mauka milly wahin larai shuru… kiya hai yeh sb? Kiyun jhgra kiya tha Gaurav k sath? Agar ussy chout lag jaati to kon responsibility leta?
Daya in a low voice spoke: wo Rohan ko bully kr raha tha… Rohan haklaata hai na iss liye…
Disha angrily: to kiya aap bht bary ho jo saara mamla apny hath mai ly liya? Apny teacher ko complain kyun nhi ki…
Daya got angered remembering the conversation of teacher: ki thi… lekin unhony kya kiya? Kuch bhi nhi… or naa he wo kuch karain gy akhir ko Gaurav trustee sir ka bhateeja jo hai…
Disha scolded: abhi mana kr rhi hun k gussa nhi krna phir gussa? Or agar esa tha bhi to maamla apny hath mai kyun liya haan? Principle Sir k pass chaly jaaty… khud sy maar peet krny ki kiya zaroorat thi…?
Daya: Principle Sir phir sy aik warning dety ussy humesha ki tarhan sy or phir sy wo dubara yehi sb krta…
Disha: to aap ko certificate mil gaya hai kiya k jo koi problem mai ho ussy aapny hee nikalna hai uss problem sy? Hr problem ka solution maar kutai hai aapki nazar mai…?
Daya responded: mainy bary ho kr CID officer bn'na hai na… to agar mai hee apni nazron k samny kamzor ko taqatwar k samny guthny tekty dekhun… to kesy chaly ga…
Disha: to kiya karo gy? Maar peet karo gy…? To jao karo maar peet or phir jb school sy nikaal diye jao gy to bnty rehna CID officer… or krty rehna phir apni family ka naam roshan… (Daya looked at her in shock) tumhary nazdeek hr problem ka solution sirf maar peet he reh gaya hai… (asking him) pehly to aapko itna gussa nahi aata tha? Ab kiya ho gaya hai? (Daya just downed his head more in response)
Daya: I'm sorry… pata nahi kabhi kabhi kya ho jaata hai mjhe… (tried to assure her) I promise mai puri koshish karun ga k phir sy gussy ko haavi na hony dun… trust me…
Disha: yeh to mai dekhun gi… (telling him to go) abhi jao kamry mai or parhny betho, pehlay homework karo or phir learn karo… mai aa k test leti hun… agar tumhara sar utha na kitaboon sy to dekh lena… kya haal karun gi tumhara… bht chor diya mene aapko aapky haal py… ab sy aapko mai khud parhaun gi…
Daya silently went to his room: G…
Disha kept on sitting there staring at the answer sheet of her intelligent son.
In evening, Disha went to Daya's room after making dinner to check him but she was left angered. She saw Daya sleeping on the study table while drooling over his notebook. She shouted over him: Daya…
Daya woke up completely startled: kya… kya… hua…
When he turned, he saw his mother stand in wearing angry expressions.
Disha furiously: yeh kya tariqa hai? Maine kaha tha homework karo or tum so rhy thy… (took notebook lying under his arms) or yeh saary notes kharab kr diye… (she turned pages to check) itni dair mai sirf aik aik page likha hai? Wo bhi itni gandi handwriting main?
Daya was continuously looking down. Disha sighed knowing that her son wouldn't listen to her if she continues to be angry.
Disha a little bit soft than before: kiya baat hai beta? Agar koi problem hai to mjhe batao na aap… (checking his forehead) kahin bukhar to nahi hai? (sensing no fever) tbiet kharab lag rhi hai kya?
Daya nodded in no. After hearing her a little bit soft voice he had dared to look at her.
Disha: agar tbiet kharab hai to mjhe batao… hum doctor ko dikha dety hain… (insisting) kafi din ho gaye hain dull lag rhy ho…
Daya denied with: nahi Mumma… it's fine… mai theek hun… doctor ki zaroorat nahi hai… (signaling towards the notebook) or yeh mai abhi theek kr deta hun...
Disha gave him notebook: lo… aap yeh karo jbtk bhai aa jaye ga… phir dinner karain gy…
Daya gave a head nod and started to correct his mistakes.
When Abhijeet came at night they had dinner together. After dinner Daya excused: mai jaa raha hun sone…
Abhijeet tried to stop him: kya hua Daya… do min beth na mere pass… bht din ho gaye baatain karain gy thori si…
Daya softly denied: Sorry bhaiya… aj nahi mai bht thak gaya hun… kl karain gy na baatain please…Excuse me…
And Daya left from there… both looked at him with astonishment as Daya never left the chance to have chat with everyone.
In room, Daya entered and laid down on his bed. He was having a headache since evening. Now it was getting worse. For some time he tried to bear the pain but when he couldn't, he opened his drawer and took out a painkiller he was using for ankle pain. This headache was happening to him quiet frequently these days specially on days when he was in anger or stress.
Disha worriedly to Abhijeet: pata nhi aj kl kya ho gaya hai Daya ko… dull ho raha hai… or gussa or larai jhagry bhi barh gaye hain isky… mjhe bht fikar ho rhi hai Daya ki…
Abhijeet in deep thought: mai bhi notice kr raha hun, aj kl kuch khoya khoya rehny laga hai… kisi kaam mai man he nahi lag raha uska… abhi parso ki he baat ly lo… hum shooting k liye gaye thy, or jitny targets kl miss kiye hai na usny aaj tk kabhi nhi kiye…
Disha: tum baat kr k dekho na ussy… mjhe bht pareshani hai uski taraf sy…
Abhijeet tried to calm her: aap fikar na karain Maa… mai hun na… mai dekh lunga… or Aapko to pata hai na wo mjh sy kuch nhi chupata… (he patted her hands in assurance) or agar zaroorat pari to mai Rahul sy baat karun ga… wo kisi achy doctor sy appointment bhi ly dega… lekin mjhe nahi lagta k koi serious issue hai… (presenting his idea) mjhe lagta hai jo pura saal bhag dor ki hai usny bs ussi ki wajah sy thak gaya hai… body rest maang rhi hai uski jo k ussy next week sy mil jaye ga… Summer vacations k through…
Disha still not convinced: shayad tum theek keh rhy ho… araam ki he zaroorat ho Daya ko…
Abhijeet pressed her hands: esa he hoga… Daya sher hai humara dekhna thory din rest kary ga na to theek ho jaye ga…
Disha just smiled in response.
"I'm scared. Scared of something that cannot be pinpointed."
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