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Thank you all my dear readers...well wishers who were constantly waiting for the update of the story...and sorry for making you all wait for long time...
Aage se mai puri khoshsis karugi timely update de ne ke liye...and yes iss baar story ko khatam kiye bina mai kahi nahi jaugi...
I hope you all support me and my story as always...
Ab itne dino baad mile hai to koi dhamaka ke saath hi milna ban tha hai...
So it's a long chapter of more than 9 k words...with the most awaited part of the story...yes...you are right...Daya sir's past...
I hope you all will enjoy and like the chapter...
I changed my world for you...You changed your life in search of me...When Destiny brought you to me...I again tried to change my path...but I forget that I can change anything but not our friendship which is constant...
CHAPTER 14: THE HAUNTING PAST
Abhir understood that it was high time to make Daya confess the truth...
So He executed his strategy with...
Abhir (in anger): kaise insaan ho tum Daya...apne hi Bhai ke emotions ke saath khel rahe ho...sharam nahi aaye tume...wo kya koi khilona hai tumare liye jo tum aise khel rahe ho usske saath...usske feelings ke saath...
Daya (in pain): Abhir...tum...
Abhir (in anger): galati tumare Maa ke hai na Daya...nafrat tum apne Maa se kar the ho na...phir saza bhi unnko hi do na...kyu apne Bhai aur family ko saza de rahe ho...haan...apne Maa ko...
Daya who lost his coolness hearing Abhir's words exclaimed out of pain as...
Daya (in pain): bas kar Abhir...bas kar...yeh kya bole Jaa rahe ho...mai apne Mumma se kyu nafrat karuga...haan...wo mere Mumma hai Abhir...unnse mai kyu...manna ki mai naraz tha unnse...par isska yeh matlab nahi hai na ki mai unnse nafrat karne lag jao...
Abhir (interrupted in anger as): accha...nafrat nahi kar the...phir kal unnse kyu nahi baataya ki tum hi unnke beta Daya ho...kyu unko Mam...Mam...bula rahe the...kyu apne bhai se apne baare mai jhooth bol rahe ho...kyu usse dur hone ke khoshsis kar rahe ho...haan...kyu...bol...
Daya who couldn't control his emotions burst out as...
Daya (in pain): tho aur kya kar tha mai Abhir...aur kya kar tha...unn dono se jaake sach bol tha...haan...bol tha ki wo Atharv Khurana jo unnke pati...mere Macron ke Papa hai...aur...jo mere bhi Papa hone ke dawa kar tha tha...wo mujhe jaan se maar ne khoshsis kiya...samundar mai phek ke...haan...bol tha mai...
Abhir's eyes widened in shock hearing Daya's words...
He was literally taken aback hearing what Daya confessed...
He couldn't even breathe for a second...
He while trying to gasp Daya's words and air around...
Abhir (in a stammering tone): yeh...yeh...tum...kya...bol rahe ho...Daya...wo...wo...tume...kyu...tum...tum ne tho kaha tha ki wo tume beta Mann tha hai...phir...kyu...
Daya looked at Abhir in pain for a second but couldn't say anything...
He already started to curse his mind for blurring out the truth to Abhir which he was hiding from him these many years...
He didn't get how and what to say about his dreadful past from which he was running every day...
He just sat on the sofa with a thud while holding his head with both hands without saying anything...
Abhir who couldn't tolerate the silence of his friend pressed his shoulder with...
Abhir (in desperate tone): baatana yaar...chup kyu ho...Abhijeet ke papa...wo...wo...kyu tume maar ne ke khoshsis ki...wo...tho tume beta Mann the...
Daya (interrupted in a pain filled tone as): wo mujhe beta nahi Mann tha hai Abhir...nahi Mann tha hai wo mujhe beta...
Daya while trying to gain some control over his emotions started to rub his forehead with...
Daya (in stammering tone): wo tho bas Macron ke liye...ek...ek...maa chatha tha...usske jindagi Mai Jo maa ke Kami tha...usse Mita na chatha tha...
A tear drop slipped from Daya's eyes which he didn't care to wipe...
Daya (in a stammering tone): mere Mumma ke roop mai...wo...wo...maa jisko wo Macron ke liye dhoodh Raha tha...wo mil Gaye the...lekin...mai...mai tho extra fitting mai...aagaya tha...(in pain)...bojh tha mai...iss liye...ussne...Mumma aur Macron ke jindagi se...mujhe...nikal ke pakh Diya...
Abhir (in pain): bojh...Daya yeh tum kya bol Raha hai yaar...wo tumare maa hai...aur aadmi hothe kaun hai tume unnke jindagi se nikal ke phek ne wale...haan...
Getting silence from Daya Abhir while trying to gain control over his sinuses kneeled beside him with...
Abhir (in a stammering tone): sab se pehale...tum...tum...mujhe...pure baat baatao...kya hua tha...kaise hua tha...aur tum itna saalo se yeh...itne badi baat chupai kyu...sab baatao...
Daya looked up at Abhira hearing his query...
He while trying to control his emotions started as...
Daya (in a stammering tone): jiss din Macron ke saath wo hadsa hua tha aur Mumma ne mujhe wo sab...
He stopped abruptly feeling a bitterness in his heart remembering those dreadful memories...
Abhir (in a stammering tone): haan...tum ne kaha tha ki tum hurt hoke wahan se nikal gaye the yeh soch ke ki tum unn sab se bahot dur chale jaoge...aur phir asharam...
Daya while closing his eyes tightly interrupted him with...
Daya (in a stammering tone): wo sab jhooth tha Abhir...Mumma ke baatao se mai hurt tho jarur tha lekin apne bhai aur Mumma ko chod ke jaane ke baare Mai soch bhi nahi sakth tha tha...Maine tho bas ro ro ke bahar park mai hi jaake baitha tha...tab wahan...
Abhir (in tension): wahan...kya...
Daya while gulping down his emotions...
Daya (in a stammering tone): tab wahan...
Flashback...(Continuation of flashback in chapter 9)
Daya was sitting on the bench while crying badly...
He was badly hurt by his mother's words...
Daya (in broken tone): Mumma...maine Macron ko Dhaka nahi maara...maine nahi kiya...wo log jhooth bol rahe hai...Macron mera bhai hai Mumma...mera jaan hai wo...usske saath Mai aise kaise kuch...
He closed his eyes in extreme pain while continuing as...
Daya (in a broken tone): aap...aap ne mujhe chod ke unn logo paye bharosa kar liya...unnke baatao paye aagaye...kaise Mumma...aur aap ne aise kaise bol diya Mumma ki mai uss aadmi jaise...kyu Mumma...kyu...
He broken down more remembering everything...
Suddenly he felt a shadow over him...
Feeling the presence of someone he looked up...
A person wearing a mask was standing in front of him...
Before Daya could react the masked man sprayed something on his face...
The fume entered Daya's nostrils and started to irritate his eyes and nostrils...
Daya started to cough badly and within seconds everything went dark for him...
After few hours...
In an unknown place...
Daya opened his eyes slowly and tried to look around with his blurred eyes...
He could still feel the irritation in eyes and nostrils because of the fumes...
He while coughing slightly rubbed his eyes to ease the irritation...
After getting a better vision he again tried to look around...
But still he couldn't see anything because the place was totally dipped in darkness...
Seeing only the darkness around him, fear and restlessness started to engulf Daya's little heart...
His sinus turned irregular and he started to breathe heavily while looking here and there in complete fear...
He couldn't see even a mere source of light...
The fear was increasing with every passing minute in his little innocent heart...
Tears started to roll down from his eyes as a result of that...
He while crying badly started to murmur as...
Daya (in fear): Mumma...Papa...mujhe bahot dar lag raha hai...aap dono kahan ho...mere paas aao na...Mumma...mujhe dar lag raha hai...dar lag raha hai mujhe...
Saying this he started to cry more while cuddling his both shoulders...
Suddenly he heard Abhijeet's voice as...
"Rock star"
Daya jerked and stood up in reflex with...
Daya (in excitement): Macron ke awaz...
He started to look around in happiness in search of Abhijeet forgetting his current situation...
The fear in his heart turned into excitement within seconds...
But he could see Abhijeet anywhere...
He just nodded his head in disappointment and was about to sit again but again he heard as...
"Rock star...yahan kya kar rahe ho..."
Daya again looked around and found Abhijeet standing in front of him with a big bandage over his head and a sad face...
Daya became emotional in seconds...
He just rushed towards Abhijeet and hugged him tightly with...
Daya (in happiness): Macron...thank god tum theek ho...tum...
Abhijeet (interrupted in low tone): nahi...mai theek nahi hu...
Daya (in worry): kyu...aise kyu keha rahe ho...ohhh...dard horaha hai bahot...
Abhijeet (in sad tone): nahi...tum nahi ho na mere paas...phir mai theek kaise hosaktha hu...
Then only reality hit Daya's mind again...
He realized his surrounding and the fear engulfed his heart again...
He started to breathe heavily within no time...
Abhijeet held Daya's hand tightly while Daya started exclaimed as...
Daya (in fear): Macron...yeh...yeh jaga...yeh jaga...mujhe bahot dar lag raha hai...Macron...mujhe...
Abhijeet strengthened his grip over Daya's hand with...
Abhijeet (in strong tone): Rock star...kya hua tume...tum kaise dar sakthe ho...tum tho mere strong Rock star ho na...tum kissi se nahi dar sakthe...tum tho sab ke band bhaja tha hai...iss dar ka bhi band baja do na...aur...jaldi se dar ko baga ke mere paas aao...mai kab se wait kar raha hu tumare liye...aao na jaldi..."
Hearing that only Daya realized the another thing which he didn't realize out of excitement and fear...
Realizing that Daya exclaimed as...
Daya (in confusion): tum...tum yahan kaise...tum tho hospital mai...
Suddenly Abhijeet disappeared from that place...
Daya looked around but there is no trace of Abhijeet...
Then only he realized that it's just an illusion...
But Abhijeet's words hit him hard...
His plea to return started to kill the fear inside him unknowingly...
He started take deep breathes with...
Daya (in a stammering tone): nahi...nahi...mai haar nahi mann saktha...Macron mera wait kar raha hai...mujhe usske paas jaana chahiye...iss dar ko baga na hi padhega...aur...yahan se bahar jaane se raasta dhoodh naa padhega...come on...
While determining these in mind he wipped away his tears and started to look around again...
By walking around and by touching the nearby wall he could assume that he was in a very compact place...may be compact room...
Daya (in a low tone): yeh chota sa jaga lag raha hai...phir isske darwaza...wo kahan hogi...
By touching and walking slowly for some more time he finally identified the door of the room with his texture and knob in it...
He twisted the knob and tried to open the door but it didn't budge a bit...
He then started to bang on the door with...
Daya (in a loud tone): koi hai...please mujhe bahar nikaliye...mujhe bahar aana hai...door open kijiye...please...koi hai...
Daya could hear some foot steps outside...
Feeling that he started to bang more hardly with...
Daya (in a loud tone): please door kholiye...mujhe bahar aana hai...kholiye please...
He could hear a voice from outside in return as...
"Champ"
Daya's heart beat started to raise in happiness and relief hearing his father's voice...
Yes...it is his father Atharv's voice...
Daya started to knock the door in excitement with...
Daya (in excitement): Papa...aap...Papa...mai hi hu...Papa please mujhe bahar nikaliye naa...patha nahi kaun mujhe yahan bandh kiya hai...mujhe bahot dar lag raha hai Papa...mujhe bahar aana hai...door kholiye Papa...
Instead of opening the door Atharv started to exclaim as...
Atharv (in a serious tone): I am sorry Champ...but mai nahi khol sakthe...
Daya (in innocent tone): kyu...kyu Papa...door ke key nahi mili...dekhiye na Papa aas paas kahi hoga...
Atharv (in a fake serious tone): dhoodh ne ke koi jaruraat nahi hai Champ...Key tho mere haath mai hi hai...
Daya who became confused hearing that exclaimed as...
Daya (in confusion): Phir kyu...kholiye na Papa...
Atharv (in a firm tone): nahi hoga beta...
Daya (in confusion): kyu nahi hoga Papa...aap kholiye na jaldi se...
Atharv started to laugh with...
Atharv (in teasing tone): aree mere champ...jissne tume bandh kiya hai uss se hi tum darwaza khol ne ke liye kahoge tho kaise hoga...haan...
Daya (in confusion): matlab...mai...mai...kuch samjha nahi hai...
Atharv (in a teasing tone): Mere smart baccha...matlab...mai yeh keha raha hu ki maine hi tume yahan bandh kiya hai...ab samjhe...
Daya was shocked hearing that...
More than shocked he was so much confused...
He started to exclaim as...
Daya (in stammering tone): kyu Papa...kyu mujhe...(realizing something)...aap...aap...mujh se gussa ho...ki maine Macron ko...par Papa...mai sach keha raha hu...maine nahi dhaka maara Macron ko...maine nahi...wo Kaka jhooth...
Atharv (interrupted in a teasing tone as): haan...haan...patha hai...patha hai...ki tum ne mere bacche ko dhaka nahi maara hai...maine dekha tha...wo ek accident hi tha...aur mujhe yeh bhi patha hai ki Hari ne jhooth bola tha...and for your kind information...wo mere keha ne paye hi jhooth bola tha hi tum ne mere bete ko dhaka maara...
Daya was taken aback hearing Atharv's words...
He exclaimed out of shock as...
Daya (in shock): aap ne...
Atharv (in a teasing tone): haan...maine...maine hi uss se kaha tha ki...sab se kaho ki Daya ne hi mere bete ko dhaka maara...
Daya (in disbelief): magar...magar...kyu...aap ne...yeh...
Atharv (in a casual tone): obvious baat hai beta...agar Hari aise nahi keha tha na tho Bhoomi...tumare Mumma ko vishwas kaise hotha ki usske beta...kitna bura hai...kitna selfish hai...bikul apne Papa ke tara hai...hai na...issliye aise keha ne ko kaha...aur dekho...Bhoomi ne vishwas bhi kar li...wo tere muh paye keha diya ki tum apne uss nalayak...khudgarz...baap jaise ho...sunna na tum ne...haan...
Saying this he started to laugh loudly...
Daya's heart broken into several pieces hearing Atharv's words...
His broken heart started to ache badly as he was unable bear this indigestible truth...this betrayal...that too from this person whom he give the place of father...
He couldn't believe his own ears...
His mind got filled with only one question...Why...Why did he do that...
Daya started to bang the door with...
Daya (in pain filled tone): kyu kiya aap ne aise Papa...kyu kiya...aap aise kaise kar sakthe ho aise...kaise...aap tho mere papa ho na...aap aise...
Atharv (interrupted in a firm tone as): mai...mai...tere papa hu...nahi...bikul nahi...mai tere papa nahi hu...mai sirf aur sirf Abhijeet ke Papa hu...sirf Abhijeet hi mera beta hai...tum nahi...tumare Baap wo nalayak tha jo tume janam deke chala gaya kahi...
Daya's heart started to ache more hearing Atharv's bitter words...
He couldn't even stand properly...
But he want to know why...why this person was speaking like this...
He somehow let some words out of his mouth as...
Daya (in stammering tone): phir...aap ne...mujhe...beta kyu...
Atharv (in a frustrated tone): beta keha na padha...naa chathe huye bhi tume beta keha na padha mujhe...warna tumare maa...Bhoomi mujh se shaadi kaise kar thi...mere baccha Abhijeet ke jeevan mai ek maa ke kami thi...aur mujhe wo kami kissi bhi haal mai pura kar na tha...tab Bhoomi mere jindagi mai wapas aayi...mujhe pakka patha tha ki Bhoomi mere bacche ke jindagi mai jo kami hai usse jarur puri kar sakthi hai...aur dekho kar bhi rahi hai...
After a pause Atharv continued as...
Atharv (in frustration): lekin...usske saath tum bhi chipak ke aagaye ho...jo mai bikul barthas nahi kar paaraha hu...mere bete ko sab kuch tumare saath share kar na padh raha hai...Bhoomi ko...mere Maa ko...infact mujh ko...yahan tak ki toys bhi tumare saath share kar na padh raha hai...which I didn't like at all...issliye maine socha ki sahi mauka mil the hi tume humare jindagi se bahar pakh duga...aur dekho...wo mauka mil gaya tha...bas maine use kar liya...
Daya couldn't hear his words anymore...
He couldn't handle the pain...he couldn't handle the betrayal...
While Daya was trying to cope up with his pain Atharv continued as...
Atharv (in tease): aur jaise maine chaha tha...waise hi hogaya...Bhoomi mere chaal mai fasi...itna fasi ki wo tum se nafrat kar ne lagi hai...ab wo tum se itna nafrat kar thi hai...itna nafrat kar thi hai ki...ab agar tum mar bhi jao tab bhi nahi dhoodhegi Bhoomi tume...
Daya's anger shoots up hearing that...
Because he knew that his mother wouldn't hate him at any cost...
So he exclaimed in anger as...
Daya (in anger): nahi...mere Mumma mujh se nafrat nahi karegi...kabhi nahi karegi...mai jaan tha hu mere Mumma ko...wo mujh se bahot pyaar kar thi hai...
Atharv (in teasing tone): accha...itne confidence...theek hai...issi confidence mai raho...
Daya (in anger): haan...aur dekh na...mere Mumma mujhe dhoodh ke aayegi...jarur aayegi...
Atharv (in evil tone): mai tume usse mil ne do tab naa...haan...wo tume kabhi dhoodh nahi paayegi...mai aise kabhi hone nahi duga...badi muskhil se humare jindagi se bahar pheka hai tume...ab tume humare jindagi mai kabhi wapas nahi aane duga...kabhi nahi...mai tume itne dur bhejuga...itne dur bhejuga...ki usse tum kabhi nahi mil sakthe...samjhe....
Saying this Atharv moved from that place...
Daya who became devastated sat on the floor with a thud again...
He really didn't get what to do and how to react...
He fell down on his knees losing all his strength...
He lost faith in father long ago which he regained because of Atharv...
Now Atharv himself broken the faith again...that too more brutally than his own father...
Losing all the strength he lied on the floor while in distance he could hear Atharv's voice again as...
"Dekh...issko din mai sirf paani de na...aur sirf ek bahar khaana...yeh sirf jinda hi reha na chahiye...kuch dino ke liye isse jinda rakh na jaruri hai...issliye dhayan rakh na...samjhe..."
Hearing that a tear slipped from Daya's eyes...
Flashback ends...
Tears roll down from Abhir's eyes hearing everything...
Daya while wiping his tears continued as...
Daya (in lost yet pain filled tone): din mai ek baar koi gunda aata tha aur thoda sa khaana de tha tha...pehale maine khaane se manna kar diya tha...par wo log mujhe itna dara de the the...itna maar the the ki...mujhe majbooran khaana padha...aise hi patha nahi kitne din nikale the...wahan sirf andhera tha...sirf andera...aur uss andere mai mai bhi kahi kho gaya tha...
Abhir's heart started to ache more and more hearing Daya's painful words...
Daya while trying to cope up with his emotions continued as...
Daya (in a managed tone): phir ek din...
Flash back...
Daya was lying on the floor in a devastated manner as usual...
Suddenly the goons entered the room and hit Daya with...
Goon (in anger): heyyy...uth...
Daya shivered as usual and stood up within no time...
The goon forwarded a Shirt and pant with...
Goon (in a loud tone): yeh phehano jaldi...
Daya became confused seeing that...
Because he was wearing the same dress from the day they kidnapped him...
All of sudden why are they giving dress...
Seeing Daya confused the goon again hit Daya with...
Goon (in a loud tone): dekh kya rahe ho...pakdh jaldi...
Daya shivered hearing that tone and held the clothes as a reflex...
Goon (in a loud tone): do minute ka time hai tere paas...jaldi se pheha no samjhe...
Daya nodded immediately and wore the dress within a second...
Then the goons took him out of the room for the first time...
Daya closed his eyes immediately as he couldn't be able to see the light which he was facing after a long time...
But goons didn't care they just drag him harshly towards the car...
They literally threw him inside the car and sat beside him...
Daya who somehow started to gasp the surroundings became more confused...he exclaimed as...
Daya (in a low tone): aap log mujhe kahan leke jaa...
He stopped abruptly as the goons looked at him furiously...
But one goon responded to him as...
Goon (in evil tone): Hum tume humesha humesha ke liye bhagwan ke paas bhej ne ke liye leke jaa rahe hai...
Daya became shocked hearing that...
His heart started to beat fast as he understood what they were saying...
His mind was only filled with his mother and brother's thought...
He didn't want to die...he wanted to see them...
Daya started to cry as...
Daya (in fear): nahi Uncle...please nahi...mujhe mere Mumma ke paas jaana hai...mujhe unnko aur Macron ko dekh na hai...mujhe maar na mat...please...mai...
Before Daya could complete his words the goon plastered his mouth and then tied his eyes so that he could see anything and shout for help...
Then the car started and moved towards its destination...
Upon reaching the destination the goons opened Daya's eyes and removed plaster from his mouth...
Daya started to squeeze his eyes as he couldn't see anything...
After sometimes he could see everything...
After a long time he was seeing the outer world...
He could see the ocean and bridge...
His heart beat increased like anything in fear...
Before he could even react the goons took him out of the car...
Understanding their act he started to cry bitterly as...
Daya (in fear): Mujhe chodiye Uncle...please...chodiye...Mumma ke paas jaana hai mujhe...please...jaane dijiye...
The goons didn't pay any attention to his plea...
They were harshly dragging him to some distance...
Upon seeing another car they stopped...
Only a hand emerged from the car...
Seeing the hand itself Daya understood who was that...because he noticed the big scar in the person's hand which was present in same place and size in Atharv's hand...
Yes...It was none other than Atharv...
Atharv with the hand asked one of the men to come near the car in action...
One of the goon moved towards the car with...
Goon (in a polite tone): Boss...
Atharv (in a evil tone): Maar do isse...isske laash tak nahi mil na chahiye...phek do isse paani mai...
Daya became shell shocked hearing that...
His heart beat raised more...
The goon nodded and moved towards Daya who was shivering in fear...
Then they started to tie a heavy rock with Daya...
Daya (in fear): Uncle...mujhe mere Mumma ke paas jaana hai...please mujhe jaane dijiye...please
Goon (in loud tone): Chup...bikul...chup...
Daya shivered with the loud voice of the goon...
Then the goons dragged Daya to the edge of the bridge with the rock tied...
Atharv's hand from the car signaled them to throw Daya into the ocean...
The goons nodded and threw Daya into the ocean with the rock even after his lots of pleas to leave...
Daya's blood froze in fear seeing the height from which he was falling...
He fell into the ocean with a force...
The water went inside his body through the nose and mouth in a rush...
His breath stopped abruptly for a second...
While trying to revive himself from the trauma Daya tried to gasp the air...but...Each try was pulling the water inside his body...
He struggled hard to bounce back from the water but he couldn't because of the heaviness of the rock which was pulling him deep into the ocean...
He couldn't breathe a bit...he couldn't gasp even for a second...
He felt like his body was freezing in the coldness of the water...
His struggle to bounce back started to drain all his energy with the passing time...
Being left without any other option and getting totally exhausted he started to give up...
Slowly the darkness covered his eyes and he started to disappear in the darkness of the ocean...
Flashback ends...
Daya started to shiver badly remembering the dreadful memory which was playing repeatedly in his mind daily...
Abhir became frozen in shock hearing everything...
He couldn't believe whatever he was hearing...
His anger over Atharv had reached the peak hearing everything...
But seeing Daya's condition Abhir somehow controlled his anger because Daya's health was much important now...
He moved towards him with a glass of water and forwarded the water and started to rub Daya's shoulder with...
Abhir (in a managed tone): Daya...shant hojao...take a deep braethe...haan...shant hojao...yeh lo...paani piyo...come on...
Daya while trying cope up with the shivering nodded in negative with...
Daya (in a stammering tone): nahi...nahi Abhir..it's okay...I'm fine...
Abhir (in a soft tone): nahi Daya...thoda tho piyo...you feel better...
Daya held the glass and gulped the full glass of water in a single gulp...
Abhir didn't want bother Daya more seeing his condition...
But he wanted to know whole truth and also he want Daya to vent out all the pain with which he was struggling all alone...
Seeing Daya getting better he asked out as...
Abhir (in a low tone): usske baad kya hua Daya...tum kaise..kaise bacch gaye the...
On the other side...
At Khurana mansion...
Abhijeet reached his home and came out of the cab after paying for it...
He entered the home while pressing his forehead constantly feeling a sharp headache...
Seeing him coming Bhoomika nearly rushed towards him while exclaiming as...
Bhoomika (in a relieved tone): Abu...beta...tum...aagaye...
Seeing Bhoomika coming towards him with a worried expression he lowered his hand as usual while managing a smile on his face...
Bhoomika (in worry): theek hai na baccha tum...haan...
Abhijeet while forcing up a smile...
Abhijeet (in a soft tone): haan Mumma...mai...mai...theek hu bilkul...
Seeing the tension lines in his mother's face he started in an extra soft tone as...
Abhijeet (in a soft tone): Mumma...chill na...aap mere ek raat Ghar Naa laut ne ke liye itne pareshan kyu horahe ho...haan...
Bhoomika (in a tense tone): pareshan kaise Naa ho Abu...bahot baarish bhi horaha tha...tum Ghar bhi nahi laute the aadhi raat tak...Tera phone bhi off tha...jab Tera phone Mila bhi tho...kissi aur ne uthaya...(in a teary tone)...mann gabara Gaya beta...uss baache ne baataya tho tha ki tum theek ho...safe ho...so rahe ho...par patha nahi...ek ajeeb si dar...
Seeing his mother's emotional state Abhijeet's fall guilty remembering whatever he done previous day night...
Bhoomika who was pouring out her fear stopped abruptly seeing the guilt ridden face of her son...
She cleared the tears formed in her eyes and started in a fresh tone as...
Bhoomika (in composed tone): areee Abu...dekh na...mai bhi kya serial dekh ne wali aunty ke Tara senti horahi hu...
Abhijeet who understood Bhoomika's antics tried to speak up but Bhoomika continued as...
Bhoomika (in soft tone): nahi beta...mai theek hu...tum tho Jaan the ho na ki mai tere mamlo mai kuch jyada hi pareshan ho jaathi hu...bas issliye hi aise...aur kuch nahi...(after a pause)...wo puch na bhool gaya...uss baccha jo mujh se kal baat kiya na...usska naam kya hai...kal signal naa hone ke waja se puch the puch the reha gaya usska naam...
Abhijeet (in a flow): wo...usska naam tho Daya hai Mumma...aur wo...
Abhijeet stopped abruptly realizing what he was saying...
He tightened his fist in frustration and looked at Bhoomika who already in a state of shock...
Her heart beat stopped for a second hearing the name...
She exclaimed out of nostalgia as...
Bhoomika (in a stammering tone): Daya...
Seeing his mother's state Abhijeet started to feel so much guilty for saying his brother's name all of sudden without preparing his mother's mind...
He know that she couldn't be able to express her feeling in front of him thinking that he was unaware of Daya being alive...
He didn't want to put his mother in tough spot but this happened in a flow...
Abhijeet pressed her shoulder with...
Abhijeet (in a stammering tone): Mum...Mumma...
Seeing Abhijeet's worried Bhoomika tried to cope up with her emotions as...
Bhoomika (in a stammering tone): kuch...kuch nahi beta...wo bas...Daya ka naam sunn ke thoda...
Abhijeet (in pain): I know Mumma...pehali baar usske naam sunn ke mujhe bhi aise hi shock laga...par ab dheere dheere aadat padh gaya hai...
Bhoomika nodded in pain while patting Abhijeet's cheek...
Even though she was pacifying Abhijeet she couldn't resist herself from thinking this Daya to be her son...
Because she could still feel the sooth which she got while talking with Daya...
She was getting an urge to know about the Daya whom she talked with...
Seeing Bhoomika expression itself Abhijeet understood what was going in her mind...
Even he had the same feel when he met Daya for the first time...
But after talking and spending time with him he somehow pacified his heart by saying that this couldn't be his brother...
Now he decided to apply the same thing with his mother too...
Abhijeet (in a stammering tone): aapko patha hai Mumma...Daya bahot accha hai...pyaara bhi hai...lekin wo humare Rockstar ke bikul opposite hai...bikul shant...calm...composed...jaise humare Rock star bikul nahi tha...
Bhoomika's face became little dull hearing everything as indirectly Abhijeet's words were indicating that this Daya couldn't be her son...
She sighed deeply and then decided to divert the topic with...
Bhoomika (in a soft tone): accha...Abu...tum kuch khaayega...mai abhi...
At the time Atharv who was noticed Abhijeet's arrival came towards them with...
Atharv (in a dramatic tone): aree champ...tum aagaye...thank god...abhi tumare Mumma ko saas aaraha hoga theek se...patha hai...kal se ghar ko sar paye utha ke ghum rahi hai...ki Abu kyu nahi aaya abhi tak...sab ko lag raha hai ki wo tere naa aane se pareshan hai...lekin tere Mumma ke pareshani ke wajah mai acchi se jaan tha hu...ussko lag ne laga ki tum kissi ladki ke saath pure raat dating paye jaake...
Before Atharv could complete his words Bhoomika hit him hard on his stomach with...
Bhoomika (in anger): Atharv...kabarthar jo mere bete ke baare mai aise waise kuch bola tho...Mera beta tume aise ladko mai se lag tha hai...haan...
Atharv who was rubbing his aching tummy till then looked up with...
Atharv (in snubbing tone): agar wo aise kare bhi tho kya galat hai...Umar bhi tho hogaya hai na uske shaadi ke...
Bhoomika (in an annoyed tone): what...shaadi ke Umar...come on...Atharv...wo baccha hai abhi bhi...
Atharv (in shock): seriously Bhoomi...tere baccha 27 saal ka hogaya hai...
Bhoomika (in a casual tone): haan...tho...
Atharv (in snubbing tone): haan tho ke kya matlab...tum...
Abhijeet who couldn't hold up beyond that come between them with...
Abhijeet (in an annoyed tone): areee...Mumma...Papa...bas...stop it...bas bhi Karo na...
Atharv (tried as): lekin Abu...shaadi...
Abhijeet (in a firm tone): Papa...no...sunn nahi aap ne...I said no...stop it...yeh...kya hai...kya shaadi shaadi laga rakha...mujhe abhi koi shaadi nahi kar na hai...bas...
Bhoomika's face lid up like a 1000w bulb while Atharv's face fused off...
Bhoomika made a "mai kaha tha na" wali face to Atharv who left fumed out...
But Atharv didn't accept the defeat...
He again tried as...
Atharv (in a casual tone): haan...theek hai...tho kissne kaha shaadi kar ne ko...mat Karo shaadi abhi...
Bhoomika made an "Oh really" wali face while Atharv continued as...
Atharv (in a casual tone): girlfriend tho baana hi sakthe ho na...uss mai kya galati hai...girlfriend banno...pasand aayi tho baad Mai dekh lege...hai na...
Abhijeet and Bhoomika who already expected this from Atharv nodded their head in disappointment and started to laugh out loud...
Atharv who became confused seeing them laughing asked out as...
Atharv (in an annoyed tone): ab has kyu rahe ho tum dono...
Bhoomika (in tease): hasege nahi tho aur kya kare...tum tho yeh purane jamane ke aunties ke Tara piche hi padh Gaye shaadi ke liye...
Atharv (in shock): Bhoomi...seriously...mai tume...Aunty lag tha hu...wo bhi purane jamane ke...
Bhoomika while laughing nodded her head in positive...
Atharv made an unbelievable face and came near Abhijeet with hard steps...
He held Abhijeet by shoulder and started as...
Atharv (in snubbing tone): dekho champ...tere Mumma mere baare Mai Jo soch Naa hai soche...I don't care...but you remember my words...okay...agar already tere koi girlfriend hai bhi...tho Papa tho baata do...I'll handle your Mumma...theek hai...
Abhijeet who was suppressing his laughter with much difficulty till then couldn't hold more hearing his father's words...
Atharv too couldn't hold his annoyance seeing his son laughing like this after a long time...
Yes...after a long time...it's really hard for them to see him even smiling...then laughing is seeing rain in the desert...
Abhijeet (while laughing): sorry Papa...but I couldn't...hahaha...aap tho...sach mai...aunty hi...sorry...hahaha...
Atharv made an extra annoyed face and looked at Bhoomika who was looking at Abhijeet with a nostalgic smile instead of any teasing face towards him...
At first Atharv couldn't get the meaning of that smile but upon looking at Abhijeet he understood the reason for the smile...
Atharv too couldn't hold his annoyance seeing his son laughing like this after a long time...
Yes...after a long time...it's really hard for them to see him even smiling...then laughing is seeing rain in the desert...
A sweet smile erupted in Atharv's face too seeing Abhijeet's laughter...
While the parents were admiring their son's laughter a voice erupted as...
The person (in a teasing tone): humare Bina aise kya maze kar rahe ho aap teeno...haan...
Abhijeet who was laughing till then turned towards the source of voice and his eyes widened in surprise seeing the person standing there...
He really couldn't react for a second...
Tears slipped from his eyes in nostalgia and happiness seeing the person nearly after 3 years...
He somehow exclaimed out of surprise as...
Abhijeet (in a stammering tone): Kavya Chachi...
Yes...the person is none other than his aunt...that is Atharv's brother...Amar's wife...
Abhijeet nearly ran towards Kavya and hugged her tightly with...
Abhijeet (in a teary tone): Chachi...I can't believe ki aap aaye ho...seriously...I...I missed you a lot...missed you so much...
Seeing Abhijeet Kavya hugged him back with...
Kavya (in a teary tone): I missed you too mere baccha...sorry baccha...Chachi tum se Milne kabhi aayi nahi paayi itne saalo mai...wo tumara Chachu ki kaam...
Abhijeet separated himself from the hug immediately with...
Abhijeet (in a composed tone): areee Chachi...aap sorry kyu bol rahe ho...iss mai aap ki kya galati hai...aur waise bhi aap mujhe se sorry bologe...haan...hadh kar the ho aap bhi...kya Chachi...
Kavya (interrupted as): accha baba...sorry nahi bol tha...wapas le Li sorry...okay...accha wo sab chodo yeh baatao ki yeh Doctor sahab kaisa hai...
Hearing the word Doctor sahab Atharv and Bhoomika's face tightened a bit but Abhijeet who prepared his mind for these questions a few seconds before itself diverted the topic as...
Abhijeet (in a teasing tone): mera chodiye Chachi...pehale yeh baatayiye ki...Mumma jo...(stressing)...guest ke baat kar rahe the phone mai wo aap hi hai na...
Kavya (in an innocent tone): haan...wo... actually...
Before Kavya could answer the other two voices erupted as...
Two voice (in chorus): guest...Mumma nahi...hum hai Bhai...
Abhijeet turned towards the source of voice and started to laugh out of joy with...
Abhijeet (in joy): My god...Sristi...Krishna...
Yes...they were none other than Amar and Kavya's Children...the elder one is 19 years old girl Sristi...a law student...the younger one is a 15 year old boy Krishna...a school going brat...
The siblings nearly jumped into Abhijeet who already spread his hands to embrace them...
They both hugged Abhijeet tightly with...
Siblings (in chorus): Abhijeet bhaiya...
Abhijeet too hugged them back tightly without saying anything...
Siblings (in chorus): we missed you bhaiya...
Abhijeet while gripping them tight...
Abhijeet (in a happy tone): I missed you so much my dear Berries...
Naina who came behind them made a jealousy yet annoying face with...
Naina (in an annoyed tone): areee wah...mere pyaare cousins...aate hi mere Bhai ko mujh se cheen na shurur kar diya humesha ki tara...kya baat hai...
Srishti and Krishna looked at Naina with a fiery gaze and then at Abhijeet with a complaining a gaze with...
Siblings (in chorus): bhaiya...dekho na...
Abhijeet chuckled made a assurance gaze to the siblings and then widened his hand with...
Abhijeet (in tease): Sweety...natunki mat kar...chal tum bhi aajao...
Naina smiled teasingly and she too joined the hug in no time...
While they were having a long hug time Naina exclaimed as...
Naina (in a happy tone): waise aapke liye surprise abhi khatam nahi hua hai bhai...
Abhijeet separated himself from the hug and looked at Naina in confusion and chuckled with...
Abhijeet (in confusion): accha...aur bhi surprise...aise kya surprise rakha hai aap ne mere liye...
Krishna (in a teasing tone): Bhaiya...wo itne bhi accha surprise nahi hai...Didi tho yeh balance ke piece jo yahan iss scene mai nahi hai unnke hi baat kar Raha hai ...
Abhijeet (in confusion): scene mai nahi hai matlab...Dadi ke baat kar rahe ho...
Srishti (in disappointment): areee Buddu Bhaiya...aap bhi na...Dadi tho aap ke saath hi reha the hai na...wo surprise kaise hoge...
Abhijeet (in confusion): phir kisske baat kar rahe ho tum teeno...
Naina (in an annoyed tone): ufffoooo Bhai...mai Amar Chachu ke baat kar rahe hu...wo bhi aaye hai...
Abhijeet's face tightened within no time hearing Amar's name but he somehow maintained a smile on his face with...
Abhijeet (in a composed calm tone): ohhh...Chachu bhi aaye hai...
The elders could clearly note the sudden drainage of excitement from Abhijeet hearing Amar's name...especially Bhoomika and Atharv...
Kavya too could get that but little later...
They all exchanged a glance in sadness as they all knew that Abhijeet wouldn't talk much to Amar from the time of Daya's disappearance after knowing about his accusations over Daya along with the servant...
Before that Amar and Abhijeet had a great attachment which has been withdrawn from Abhijeet's side completely after Daya's disappearance...
They all tried a lot to make him gel with Amar but all their efforts went in vain because of Abhijeet's repulsiveness...
While Atharv, Bhoomika and Kavya were driven by the past Abhijeet asked out as...
Abhijeet (in a composed tone): waise...Chachu...Kahan hai ab...
Naina (in a casual tone): andar hai...phone paye baat kar rahe the kissi se...
Abhijeet (in a soft tone): accha...theek hai...mai...jaake chachu se mil ke aata hu...
Hearing Abhijeet's words while Kavya and Bhoomika's face lid up in surprise while Atharv asked out as...
Atharv (in shock): tum Amar se mil ne jaarahe ho...
Abhijeet who was moving towards the room stopped hearing his father's words...
He knew the meaning behind those few words but while maintaining a calm face...
Abhijeet (in a calm tone): haan...kyu mai Chachu se nahi mil sakta...
Atharv (immediately): nahi...matlab...kyu nahi...jarur mil sakthe ho...
Kavya (in agreement): haan...haan...beta...tere Chachu kamre mai hi hai...jaake...jaake mil lo...
Abhijeet nodded in positive and looked at Bhoomika who gave him a proud smile...
Yes...proud smile...because Abhijeet has listened to Bhoomika finally...and was going to mend up with Amar...
Abhijeet smiled faintly and then moved towards the room to meet Amar...
On the other side...
Daya's home...
Daya took a deep breathe and looked up at Abhir with...
Daya (in a low tone): wo...behosh hone se pehale mujhe bas itna yaad hai koi chillaya aur koi mere haath pakada...bas...phir jab mujhe hosh aaya tab mai kissi Vedh ke ashram mai tha...mere hosh mai aane ke baad wo log mujh se baat kar ne ki khoshsis kar ne lage the...lekin mai...bahot dar gaya tha...
"Nahi...nahi...mere paas nahi aana...mujhe mat maro...dur raho mujh se...dur raho..."
"Beta...shant hojayiye...hum aap ko kuch nahi karege...shant hojayiye..."
"Dur raho...mere paas mat aana...mat aanaa..."
"Lag tha hai Baccha bahot dare huye hai...abhi innko aaram kar ne de the hai..."
Daya (in a lost yet pain filled tone): mai bahot traumalized tha...unn din jo kuch bhi hua wo mere mann mai grahan sa hogaya tha...issliye unn logo ko mai apne aas paas bhi nahi aane diya...mujhe laga ki wo log bhi mujhe marege...mujhe paani mai phek dege...lekin wo log bahot accha aur pyaare the...aur dheere dheere unnlogo ke dawai aur pyaar ne mere sahrir dard aur dil ke dar dono ko kam kar ne laga...aise hi 2-3 mahine nikal gaya tha...mere physical aur mental condition thoda accha hothe dekh wo Vedh mujh se phir se baat kar ne ki khoshsis ki...
"Beta...tumare Matha pitha ka naam kya hai...wo log kahan reha the hai..."
"Mera...mera...koi nahi hai Vedh ji...mai...mai...ek anath hu..."
"Maaf kar na beta...sunn ke afsoos hua...(after a pause)...accha Beta...aapko patha hai ki aap ko kisne maar ne ke khoshsis ki..."
"Nahi...nahi...mujhe nahi patha...nahi patha mujhe...aap please..."
"accha Beta...koi baat nahi aap...aap aaram karo...haan..."
Daya (in a low tone): maine unnse jhooth keha diya ki mera koi nahi hai...aur mujhe nahi patha ki kaun mujhe maar na chatha hai...mere waise pathar se banthe huye mile dekh kar wo log samjh gaye the ki mujhe maar ne ke hi khoshsis kiya gaya hai...issliye unnone aise...lekin...accha hua ki wo log police ko khabar nahi di mere dara hua halat dekh kar...phir theek hone ke baad maine hi bhi manna kar diya...aur unnse wada le liye ki wo iss baare mai kabhi bhi kissiko nahi baatayege...
Abhir's anger bar raised hearing Daya's words...
How could he let the demon free...how?
He could have sent that demon to jail and let him hang to the death...
But he didn't...why...why the hell he didn't...
He was at the urge of burst out but somehow hold himself to let Daya finish the story...
Daya (in a low tone): mere pura theek hone ke baad Vedh ne mere keha ne paye mujhe ek anath ashram mai choda...wahi tha mai lag bak 5 saal tak...lekin ek din achanak Mumma aagayi thi wahan...(in a stammering tone)...mujhe samjh hi nahi aagaya ki kaise react karu...matlab utne saal baad Mumma ko dekh kar...mai rokh nahi paya khud ko...mai unnke paas jaane hi wala tha...par tabhi maine dekha ki wo uss aadmi Atharv ke saath aayi huyi hai...
Daya while trying to hold up his tears...
Daya (in teary tone): patha nahi mai...uss aadmi ko dekh ne ke baad Mumma ke paas jaa hi nahi paye...uss wakt mujhe sirf itna laga ki mujhe kahi dur chale jaana chahiye...maine...uss ashram se bhaag ke aaya jitna dur hosake utna dur...aur aise hi mai humare ashram mai paucha aur...phir jo hua tum jaan the hi ho...
Abhir who was holding himself up till then initiated as...
Abhir (in chewing tone): Daya...sach baatao...tum insaan nahi ho na...matlab...tum bhagawan ke koi avatar ho...right...
Daya jerked a bit with...
Daya (in confusion): kya...kya bol rahe ho...pagal ho kya...
Abhir (in anger): Pagal mai nahi pagal tum ho Damn it...tum kya itna bada bewakoof ho...haan...areee...wo Vedh puch rahe the na...tab baata de the sach...kar le the police compliant...uss admi ko ussi wakt jail mai dal ke phasi mai ladhka de the...magar nahi...areee aise aadmi ko tum aaj tak chod ke kaise rakha hai...haan..ussne tumare saath itna kuch kiya...aur tum ne...
Daya (in anger): tho kya kar tha...haan...uss admi ko jail bhej ke mere bhai ka dil todh tha...
Abhir (in anger): ab kya tumara bhai bahot khush hai...nahi na...wo ab bhi tute dil ke saath hi jee raha hai...infact maar raha hai...
Daya (in pain): Abhir...tum...
Abhir (in frustration): Kya Abhir...haan...Pagal ho kya tum Daya...wo aadmi ek khooni hai...agar tum sach baataya hotha na...tho shayad baat itna nahi bigad tha...Haan manna ki Abhijeet ka dil tut tha...lekin aaj wo jiss halat mai hai na uss halat mai tho bikul nahi hotha...kyuki usske mann mai sirf apne uss janwar Papa se nafrat hi hotha...yeh jo dard wo leke jee raha hai na wo nahi hotha...aur tum bhi aise akele hi sab kuch sehen nahi rahe hothe...atleast saath mai hothe...khush hothe...
Daya (in a sad tone): tume yeh sab jitna aasan lag raha hai na...utna asan nahi hai...(after a pause)...tum ne kabhi socha hai ki mai Abhijeet ko Macron kyu bula tha hu...
Abhir looked at him with a furious gaze seeing Daya talking irrelevant things...
Daya (in a firm tone): soch hai ki nahi socha?
Abhir (in an irritated tone): socha tha...lekin nahi pucha...kyuki...tumare wo Rockstar jaise isska bhi koi silly reason hoga...
Daya (in irritation): Abhir...
Abhir (in a managed tone): accha...theek hai...baatao...
Daya (in a sad tone): Abhijeet na bikul macrons ke tara hi hai...bahot sweet aur jaise macrons muh mai dal the hi asani se pigal jaatha hai...waise hi hai Abhijeet...wo bahot emotional...bahot bahot sensitive hai...upar se...usske liye usske Papa hi duniya hai..sab kuch hai...agar usse patha chala na ki usske Papa aise hai tho wo sehen nahi paayega...wo tut jaayega...itna tut jaayege ki usse kabhi jodh hi nahi paayege...
Abhir (in a firm tone): mai tum se phir puch raha hu...Abhijeet ka dil ab nahi tuta hua hai...ab wo dukhi nahi hai...aree...tum ne dekha nahi usske halat...jinda lash ban ke hi tho ghum raha hai bikul tumare tara...phir bhi tumkeha raha hai ki usse tumare bina jeena hoga...
Abhir's words hit hard directly on Daya's heart...but he while managing a stiff face...
Daya (in a managed tone): haan...kyuki usske saath usske pura parivaar hai...
Abhir (immediately): phir bhi wo akela hi hai...
Daya (in a managed tone): wo samal...samal jaayega...
Abhir (in firm tone): accha...wo itne saalo mai nahi samal...ab kaise samal jayega...wo bhi tab jab usse patha chal chuka hai ki tum jinda ho...
Daya (in a managed tone): issliye mai usse mujh se nafrat kar ne paye majboor kar duga...
Abhir (in firm tone): mujhe nahi lag tha...tum mujh se behtar jaan the ho apne bhai ko...tum lag tha hai ki wo tum se nafrat karega...
Getting no response from Daya's side Abhir exclaimed as...
Abhir (in soft tone): dekho Daya...zid mat karo...usse sach baata do...aur...
Daya (interrupted in a strong tone as): nahi...mai usse sach kabhi nahi baatauga...kabhi nahi...
Abhir (in frustration): Daya...aise tum sirf Abhijeet ko hi nahi apne Mumma ko bhi hurt kar rahe ho...kabhi socha hai...unn paye kya beeth rahi hogi...areee wo tho tumare ghar chod ke jaane ke liye khud ko zimmedhar mann rahe hai hoge ab tak...
Daya (in pain): mai jaan tha hu Abhir...lekin iss dard se jyada takleef unnko tab hogi jab unnko patha chalega ki wo phir se apne jindagi mai haar gayi...wo phir se dhoka kha gayi...mai unnko yeh takleef nahi de saktha Abhir...
Abhir (in frustration): Daya...
Daya (interrupted in pain filled tone): Abhir...tum samjh nahi rahe ho...mere naa hona Mumma aur Macron ko jo dard de raha hai na...uss mai atleast guilt nahi hai...agar sach patha chala na tho wo dono guilt mai aajayege...Mumma apne shaadi kar ne ke faisle ke wajase guilt hoge...aur Abhijeet wo aadmi apne Papa hone ke waja se guilt mai aajayega...ab tum hi baatao...apne swart ke liye mai unn dono ko guilt mai dal du...haan...aur upar se...wo bacchi Naina...usske kya galati hai...mai usse kaise hurt kar du...uss se usske Papa kaise cheen lu...mai itne selfish nahi ho saktha Abhir...
Abhir (in frustration): Daya...isse selfish hona nahi keha the...tum...
Daya (interrupted in stammering tone): bas Abhir...iss baat ho yehi khatam kar do..aaj ke baad mujhe iss baare mai koi baat nahi kar na hai...
Abhir tried to speak up but Daya interrupted as...
Daya (in a firm tone): aur haan...tume mere kasam...tum yeh baat kissko bhi nahi baataoge...Abhijeet ko tho bikul bhi nahi...
Leaving Abhir in complete helplessness Daya stormed towards his room with...
Daya (POV): mujhe maaf kar do Macron...lekin mai majboor hu...tum se sach chupa ne ke liye mujhe tum se dur jaana hi padhega...pehale mai tume theek karuga...aur phir jitne jaldi hosake utne jaldi mai tum se dur chale jauga...bahot dur...taki yeh sach mera saath hi gayab hojaye...chahe jo hojaye Macron...mai tume kabhi sach patha nahi chal ne duga...kabhi nahi...
On the other side...
Inside Amar's room...
Amar who was talking to someone over the lowered phone as a reflex seeing Abhijeet...
He cut the call and moved towards Abhijeet with a big smile...
Before he could speak anything Abhijeet moved close to him with...
Abhijeet (in a chewing tone): kyu aaye ho tum yahan paye...haan...manna Kiya hai na tume yahan aane se...
Amar was taken aback hearing that hatred filled tone...
But while trying to manage himself he tried to speak as...
Amar (in stammering tone): beta...yeh tum...
Abhijeet (interrupted in a chewing tone): heyyyy...mai tere liye koi beta weta nahi hu...samjhe...mujhe waise bulane ke haq kho chuke hu tum...bas Maine Jo sawal kiya usske jawab do...
Amar while trying to manage his emotions...
Amar (in a stammering tone): Maa ke birthday aaraha hai na tho unnone hi bulaya...3 saal ke upar hogayi hai na... issliye...
Abhijeet (in a hatred tone): haan...tho baccho ko aur Chachi ko bhej de the...tum kyu aaye ho...haan...
Amar (in a low tone): wo maa ne hi...
Abhijeet (in sarcastic tone): natak mat kar...samjhe...mai tumare chalaki nahi samjh tha kya...uss wakt maine sirf tume Ghar se jaane ko kaha tha...par tum ne Chachi aur Sristi ko bhi leke Gaye apne saath...saalo unnko Ghar bhi nahi aane diya...bich bich Mai aise mauka mil the hai hi...baccho aur Chachi ke piche tum bhi aajathe ho...aur iss baar bhi wahi kiya...hai na...kitne chalak ho tum...
Amar tried to speak up but Abhijeet continued as...
Abhijeet (in rage): tumare waja se...sirf aur sirf...tumare waja se mere bhai nahi hai mere paas...mere bhai...mere saare khusiyon sab kuch kha ke...ab kiss muh utha ke yahan aaye ho wapas...haan...tere himmat kaise huyi yahan aane ki...
Amar (in pain): beta...mai mann tha hu ki mujh se...bahot badi galati hogaya hai...aur...mujhe apne galati...ke...ehsaas hai...infact yeh ehsaas mujhe ussi wakt hogaya tha...issliye tho...tumare keha the hi mai chup chap Ghar ko...aur sab ko chod ke chala gaya tha...aur...
Abhijeet (interrupted in sarcastic tone as): ohhhh...tho kya usske liye medal du tume...haan...aur tume kya lag tha hai ghar se jaake ehsaan kiya hai mujh paye...haan...tere Jane se aisa kya hua...mere jindagi Mai sab theek hogaya...mere Bhai wapas mil gaya mujhe...nahi Naa...
Amar lowered his gaze while Abhijeet continued as...
Abhijeet (in anger): jaise tum ne mere bhai ko mujh se...mere Mumma Papa se dur kiya...waise hi maine bhi tume iss ghar se...parivaar se dur bheja...bhaagaya tume...jab tum ne mere bhai ko nahi reha ne diya...tho phir mai tume kaise reha ne du yahan...haan...mujhe...tere shakal nahi dekh na tha bas...samjhe...
Amar made a hurt filled face with...
Amar (in hurt): beta...itni nafrat...kyu...tum...
Abhijeet (in a chewing tone): khush hojao ki mai sirf nafrat kar raha hu...dekha nahi raha hu...agar apne nafrat dikha tha na...tho aaj tum mere samne khade hoke yeh saare natak kar ne ke liye jinda nahi reha the...
Amar gulped down the saliva while Abhijeet continued as...
Abhijeet (in a warning tone): dekh...baar baar yahan aake yeh melodrama kar ne ke koi jaruraat nahi hai...jisske liye tum itne saare natak kar rahe ho...wo tume wakt aane paye mil jayega...samjhe...
Amar tried to speak up again but Abhijeet continued as...
Abhijeet (in a firm tone): Dadi ka birthday tak ka wakt hai tume...usske baad tum yahan nazar bhi nahi aana chahiye...aur haan...jab tak yahan rahoge tab tak apne yeh ghanta muh mujhe mat dikha na...agar dikhaya..tho...
He left the words incomplete while giving a furious gaze which completed the unsaid words...
Abhijeet stormed out of the place while saying to himself as...
Abhijeet (POV): I am sorry Rockstar...mai majboor hu...chaha kar bhi mai iss aadmi ko iss se jyada saza nahi paaraha hu...isne jo kuch bhi kiya hai tumare saath...usske liye tho mai isse jinda hi naa chodu...par...isske baccho ke liye...mujhe isse chod na padh raha hai...par haan...isska yeh matlab nahi hai ki mai tume lightly le raha hu...bikul nahi...mai kuch bhi chod saktha hu Rock star...lekin tume nahi chod saktha...aur tume dhoodh naa nahi kabhi nahi choduga...chahe jo hojaye...tum jahan kahi bhi ho Rockstar...mai tume dhoodh ke hi rahuga...jarur dhoodh luga...
Here the chapter ends...
What will happen now? What was going between Abhijeet and Amar? What Abhijeet was going to give in future to Amar? What was cooking up in Daya's mind? How Daya is going to hide truth? Will Daya be ever able to keep the truth away from Abhijeet? Will Abhijeet be able to find real identity of Daya? What will be Abhijeet's reaction upon knowing Daya's identity? What will be his reaction upon knowing about his father's evil deeds? Will he be able to cope up with?
By the way Whose determination is going succeed...Daya's or Abhijeet's...do mention your opinion in the review section...
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