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The sprawling Singhania estate was buzzing with activity. Twinkling lights adorned the gates, and a red carpet stretched across the courtyard. Political members, business associates, and influential figures had gathered to witness the triumphant return of Raj Singhania's son, Pradeep. Guards stood at every corner, ensuring everything was under control
At the center of it all stood Raj Singhania, his malicious smile never wavering. A garland in one hand and a bouquet in the other, he waited for his son's arrival with an air of pride
The sound of an approaching convoy signaled Pradeep's return. The crowd stirred as black SUVs came to a halt. The door of the leading vehicle opened, and Pradeep stepped out. Dressed in a sharp suit, he looked every bit the polished businessman, though his cold eyes betrayed his criminal nature
Raj walked forward, his arms wide open
Raj: Mera beta wapas aa gaya! Aaj mera ghar phir se roshan ho gaya
The crowd clapped as Raj placed the garland around Pradeep's neck and handed him the bouquet He patted his son's shoulder and pulled him into a warm embrace
Pradeep (smirking): Aapka beta kabhi haar nahi maanne wala, Dad. Aapka plan ekdum perfect tha
Raj(laughing): Perfect? Beta, yeh toh shuruat hai. Singhania empire ab aur uncha uthega, aur humara dushman neeche girta rahega
The political members and other dignitaries joined in the applause, congratulating Raj on his son's return. Inside the estate, a grand celebration awaited. A lavish spread of food, music, and drinks was prepared to mark the occasion
Later that evening, Raj and Pradeep retreated to Raj's private study, away from the crowd. The room was dimly lit, with shelves of books and expensive liquor lining the walls. A heavy wooden desk sat at the center, but Raj preferred the comfortable leather chairs by the fireplace
He poured two glasses of whiskey, handing one to Pradeep
Raj: To our victory
Pradeep(clinking glasses): To our empire
They took a sip, the clinking of ice in their glasses the only sound for a moment
Pradeep:Aapka plan brilliant tha, Dad. Saara ilzaam Abhijeet pe transfer kar diya. Sab kuch perfectly frame ho gaya
Raj (smirking): Of course. Woh CID ka golden boy toh hamare jaal mein phasna hi tha Revenge to Pradyuman's Family
Pradeep: Aur woh evidence? Police toh ab sirf Abhijeet ke peeche padegi
Raj leaned back in his chair, his smirk widening
Raj: Sab kuch fabricated hai, beta. Voha se lekar drugs ka delivery ka proof tak, sab kuch planned tha. Videos, witnesses, phone records sab humare control mein hai
Pradeep laughed, taking another sip of his drink
Pradeep: Aur sabse mazaa toh tab aaya jab ACP aur uske team ko pata chala Main guarantee deta hoon, Abhijeet toh jaldi arrest hone wala hai
At that moment, Raj's daughter Alia entered the room. Dressed in a casual yet elegant outfit
Alia: Aur mujhe invite karna zaruri nahi samjha, hmm?
Raj turned to her,smiling
Raj: Meri beti kaise bhool sakta mein yeh uska bhi ghar hai. Aao, join karo
Alia picked up a glass and poured herself a drink before sitting down next to her brother
Alia(teasing Pradeep): Welcome back, bhai. Jail mein din kaise guzre?
Pradeep rolled his eyes but laughed
Pradeep: Horrible tha, lekin Dad ne mujhe wapas laake pura din memorable bana diya
Alia raised her glass
Alia: To Dad, jo duniya ke sabse dangerous aur smart businessman hain. Waise Abhijeet ka kya haal hai? Uski news dekh ke toh kaafi mazaa aaya
Raj chuckled, swirling the whiskey in his glass
Raj: Woh ab sirf ek pawn hai, beta. Abhi toh bas hamare rules ke hisaab se khelega. Abhijeet ka poora career aur zindagi ek hi game ke andar khatam ho jayegi
Alia leaned back, crossing her legs
Alia(smirking): Poor guy. He must be wondering what hit him
Pradeep:Aur jab ACP apne golden boy ko ek traitor ke roop mein dekhega, tab asli mazaa hoga
The three of them burst into laughter,raising their glasses in celebration
A Street next to Acp's home
Abhijeet stood still on his bike, the roar of the engines from the police vans and IB vehicles growing louder around him. His black shirt was drenched, clinging to his body. His hair was disheveled, and his blood-red eyes burned with a mix of exhaustion and defiance
Before he could make a move, several IB officers surrounded him, their guns aimed squarely at him. A senior officer stepped forward Ramesh, a man infamous for his ruthless methods and sharp tongue
Ramesh (mocking): Toh yeh hai CID ka golden boy? Jo apni family aur team ka hi trust tod ke ek traitor ban gaya?
Abhijeet clenched his fists, his jaw tightening, but he stayed silent. Ramesh grabbed his collar roughly, yanking him off the bike
Ramesh: Golden boy? Tum toh ek tarnish ho, ek dhabba jo CID ke naam ko kalank karte ho
The force of the pull caused Abhijeet to lose his balance. He stumbled and but somehow held him back
Daya(stepping forward angrily): Bas, Ramesh!
Pradyuman immediately held Daya back by holding his wrist, shaking his head in a firm yet quiet gesture
ACP Pradyuman (low voice): Nahi, Daya
Ramesh smirked, his gaze shifting to Pradyuman
Ramesh (sarcastic): Aap bhi bade ACP bane phirte ho, Pradyuman. Apne department ka toh theek hai, lekin apni family ka kya? Apni hi wife ki jaan nahi bacha paaye the na aap? Ab toh apne bete ko bhi nahi,Tumhe ACP ka badge nahi, ek sharm ka badge milna chahiye tha
Pradyuman froze, his usually steely demeanor cracking ever so slightly. His fists clenched, his jaw tightening as he absorbed the words like a punch to the gut
Abhijeet, who was standing silently heard those words and something inside him snapped, his breath ragged
In an instant, Abhijeet grabbed Ramesh's collar his bloodshot eyes boring into the senior officer's The officers around them froze, shocked by the sudden outburst,even Acp pradyuman and Daya were shocked
Abhijeet: Tum kya jaante ho unke sacrifices ke baare mein? Mere Dad ke bare mein baat karte waqt das soch samjh kar baat karo
Ramesh choked under Abhijeet's grip, his eyes widening
Ramesh(gasping): Mujhe chhodo!
The officers quickly sprang into action, prying Abhijeet off Ramesh. Two of them grabbed him from behind, slamming him to the ground with brutal force and pressed their knees on Abhijeet's back
Ramesh (panting, recovering): Pakdo is gaddar ko! Iska attitude toh jail mein theek hoga!
Abhijeet struggled against their grip, his face pressed against the cold, rough surface of the ground. His breath came in short, labored gasps. Blood trickled from a scrape on his forehead, and his vision began to blur
Abhijeet(whispering hoarsely): "Papa..."
Pradyuman turned his head away, his heart shattering at the sight of his son in such a state
Abhijeet searched desperately for Daya with his fading vision. When their eyes finally met, he forced a weak smile, his lips trembling. He subtly gestured with his chin toward their home
Abhijeet (Coughed):Ho..Home...
Daya furrowed his brows, partially understanding the signal but unsure of its full meaning. He nodded hesitantly, his eyes brimming with concern
The IB officers wasted no time. They handcuffed Abhijeet's wrists behind his back, pulling him up roughly
Ramesh: Ab drama band karo aur chalo jeep mein
One of the officers grabbed Abhijeet's hair, yanking his head back cruelly
Ramesh: Himmat dekho iski. Ab dekhta hoon tu kitna shana hai jail ke andar
They dragged Abhijeet to the black IB jeep, shoving him against the door. His cheek pressed against the cold metal as another officer opened the door
Abhijeet (turning his head slightly, his voice weak): Papa…
Pradyuman remained rooted in place, his stoic mask barely hiding the pain and disbelief in his eyes he was not turning
The officer yanked Abhijeet's hair again, slamming his head lightly against the door
IB Officer: Chup kar! Chal andar!
They pushed him into the jeep, the sound of the door slamming shut echoing in the tense silence. Abhijeet turned his head one last time to look at his father through the tinted windows, his eyes filled with a mix of regret and an unspoken plea for trust
As the jeep sped away, Daya clenched his fists, his eyes following the vehicle
Daya(low voice):Sir, Abhijeet aise nahi kar sakta
Pradyuman said nothing, his gaze fixed on the disappearing jeep. His silence spoke volumes, a storm of emotions brewing within him
Daya: Sir, Aap kuch toh kijiye
Pradyuman didn't respond immediately Instead, he stared at the road, his mind replaying Abhijeet's whispered "Papa" and the faint smile he had given Daya
ACP Pradyuman(softly): Mujhe apne beta par bharosa hai, Daya, Par he remembered how abhi was again and again turning to see him but he refused to look at him not even a glance
Daya placed his hand as a support for Acp Sir
ACP Pradyuman (shaky breath): Main ek achaa baap nahi ban paya
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